Ricky Boby
Looking how they talk, it’s like they in the city
Woke people, the water they drink, it ain’t pretty
Wanna go real fast, they call me Ricky Bobby
Might be my own water, flowing like my shooty

One man’s talk is another man’s tea, and
Scolding water, it’s another way to bleed, and
A road man tired ’cause he got no speed, and
Got no one unless it’s the police

Looking out at assault, the guy won’t talk
Gold fell out the water, like we all saw
Running on a track, call me Ricky Bobby
And I don’t got the stacks, you know it’s kinda funny

No Katana fade, a man with a chain
Go turn on the water, gotta get out my way
Don’t focus on fear, don’t let go of a drive
Turned left on the road when we should ride

Just turned in the woods, that’s just how I feel
Woke up to sun like it’s my last meal
If you wanna ride, call me Ricky Bobby
It’s a lotta in society; if I gotta, you just shouti

Woe men talk, yea, they just gotta say hey
Cold and hot, I be in my mom’s plate, yea
Cold and tired if I really want pay, yea
Cop in sight when I really wanna date, yea

I got my own tone
I got my own tongue
Wicked or the Wizard, but it’s all gone
I just gotta sell if I wanna feel
Stuck in my own hell, but I wanna heal

If I wanna say, baby, are you good?
Do you feel kidnapped, like you got a hood?
If I gotta entertain so I can get paid
God made water for man, not have money slaves

One more second if I could talk
If I had money, then you know I’d bark
When you’re on top, when you don’t have a song
I don’t really wanna live, wanna live long
One man talking like he know my goals, and
One way top unless I get old
And goal in sight, I’m high to feel free, oh
Goal in sight tonight, I got a goal, yea

Looking how they talk, it’s like they in the city
Woke people, the water they drink, it ain’t pretty
Wanna go real fast, they call me Ricky Bobby
Might be my own water, flowing like my shooty

They call me Ricky Bobby
That just sounded kinda funny
Look, it’s just kinda funny
They call me Ricky Bobby

Ricky Bobby

BETTER
When the world feels better
And when you’re out of luck
I hope that I can be better
Compared, and yet I’m stuck

Hard to feel the dark
When everyone’s better
The hate you share is worse than being better—it’s just letters

To fight the madness in the dark
Is visible by day; oh, where do I start?

Oh, I confess my feelings are hard to put down
When happiness is toxic and it dances all around
Who knows who you truly are? It’s a mystery
And; Yet I think you’re more simple, you’ve got a head, so think

When the time is near
Hope that you find your fears
To feel alive is better
Than any kind of letters

I suppose it’s all the same
I hope you remember my name

When the world feels better
And when you’re out of luck
I hope that I can be better

Better

I remember walking down that road
I remember I was so alone
Didn't think that I was on my own
But in a way we know how this thing goes

I feel like I lost attention 
I feel like I'm stuck in a dimension 
I got a moment, that I feel in my head
I'll do it all the time, but I'm sleeping in my bed

You know we want the chance to be the same
You know all we wanna do is entertain 
To be someone that we could be
I know its hard to see

Maybe if we had another hope
Maybe one day will know where to go
We love to play and we like easy mode
Not for our love but we gotta let go

I feel like I lost attention 
I feel like I'm stuck in a dimension 
I got a moment, that I feel in my head
I'll do it all the time, but I'm sleeping in my bed

You know we want the chance to be the same
You know all we wanna do is entertain 
To be someone that we could be
I know its hard to see

Hard to see

You know we want the chance to be the same
You know all we wanna do is entertain 
To be someone that we could be
I know its hard to see

Hard to see

You know we want the chance to be the same
You know all we wanna do is entertain 
To be someone that we could be
I know its hard to see
You know we want the chance to be the same
You know all we wanna do is entertain 
To be someone that we could be
I know its hard to see

Lost My Attention

- LYRICS -

Monster, yea he's a Gob?
Don't you know?
He's a silly little Goblin.
Monster....

Monster, yea he's a Goblin?
Don't you know?
He's a silly little Goblin.
Monster....

Give him a chance, baby.
I think you might like him!

He's green and he comes from a land.
Like the tooth fairy, he gonna find you!

Monster, yea he's a Gob!
Don't you know?
He's a silly little Goblin!

Monster, at least he's a real one.
While, other people hide their own real sons

Don't you know?
I got your back!
Why you got a problem?
When you know he ain't stacked.
Maybe its the way he kind of wack?
Something, Something Goku Black!

Monster....
Don't you know?
He a green little Goblin.
Monster....

I've heard it all...
You got a problem with a guy who 3 feet tall?
Girl you look like doll.
Deluded like Vtuber twitch call.

Monster, yea he's a Goblin?
Don't you know?
He's a silly little Goblin.
Monster....

Monster, yea he's a Goblin?
Don't you know?
He's a silly little Goblin.
Monster....

Monster, yea he's a Gob?
Don't you know?
He's a silly little Goblin.
Monster....

Goblin

This story is apart of the "World of SﾑLT: Mage Killer" series.

High above the young country of Orngate, the mountain called Stormrock looms over a lonely lumber town called Kallbridge, where old towers rot, bone chimes rattle, and the wrong kind of smoke rises into the sky.

This prologue sets the stage for Gabriel's grim hunt throughout the lands of Quel'Thulaz and beyond the fictional world of Omara.

World of SΛLT: Mage Killer - Prologue | “Stormrock”

I don't know
Why
But I don't trust
What they do

I don't know
Why
But I don't trust
What they do

Quiet Control
They Want Our Minds
Quiet Control
They Want Our Minds

I think they want to control our
Lives
I think they want to control our
Lives

They want our heads in
Video games
They want our heads in
Video games

Quiet Control
They Want Our Minds
Quiet Control
They Want Our Minds

Giving my money 
From my left pocket
While they steal from my other pocket 
Near

Giving my money 
From my left pocket
While they steal from my other pocket 
Near

Quiet Control
They Want Our Minds
Quiet Control
They Want Our Minds

Quiet Control
They Want Our Minds
Quiet Control
They Want Our Minds

They Want Our Minds

They make up shit
They make it up everyday
They make up shit
They make it up everyday

False Stories
Empty Headlines
False Stories
Empty Headlines

What do they do it for
Fame, glory, attention?
What do they do it for
Fame, glory, attention?

False Stories
Empty Headlines
False Stories
Empty Headlines

No truth in It
Selling lies
Attention economy
Glory hungry soul

False Stories
Empty Headlines
False Stories
Empty Headlines


Empty Headlines

I want to stay cool
I want to relax
I want to stay cool
I want to relax

Blue Air
Cool Light
Blue Air
Cool Light

Blue Air
Cool Light
Blue Air
Cool Light

Lying here
Feeling good
Lying here
Feeling good

Low Temperature
Calm Climate
Cooling Phase
Thermal Rest

Low Temperature
Calm Climate
Cooling Phase
Thermal Rest

Thermal Rest

Thank you for sticking with me and listening to my songs. I notice the ones who show up, the ones who keep coming back, the ones who let this music into their life. That means more to me than I can put into words.

I hope these songs have given you the same strength and peace they’ve given me. I write them to lift the soul and the spirit, because in times like these, we need every bit of light we can find.

If there’s one thing I want you to remember, it’s this: never give up on yourself. If you want something, you have to work for it and sometimes you have to work hard as hell just to move forward. But I believe in you. I believe you’ll reach that first goal on your journey. And when you do, don’t stop. Keep going. There’s always another level waiting.

In the meantime, there’s a whole universe of music here for you to explore. These songs are written from lived experience and created to be felt, not just heard. If any of them speak to you, let me know.

Welcome to the way my mind works.

Welcome to my world.

Cheers,
MDRJR