A song about finding your true calling in life after falling to the ground multiple times.

Go Get It!

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

DARK GOSPEL
Another unholy vision
I don't understand, maybe it's the plan
Maybe it's all their sinning...
The hate, they lie,
Angels here within own mind.

Even if I'm on time,
Ever been way too late?
Cause the rich don't love, and you take their bait and
And you know the way they hate.
All other gods were slaves.
I see the truth, they don't love me.
I'm looking for that you love it.
I'll call it rude, call me mad,
But I believe...

The Dark Gospel x2
Hail to the Dark Gospel.
1. They hide from you, in the;
2. They hide the truth.

Ever been way too late?
Can you let us, show your name?
Ever had a chance to hide?
All the other women wanna feel pain.
I just be in innate,
So I'm never gonna pay my high.

Sound!
Not quite sure that they love it.
Loud!
Looking for that you love it.
How can you leak and remain; how?

The Dark Gospel x2
Hail to the Dark Gospel.
1. They hide from you in the;
2. They hide the truth
For you.

The Dark Gospel

GALAXY GAS!

Yea x3
He's doing Galaxy Gas!
Yea x3
He's smoking Galaxy Gas!
Yea x3
He's doing Galaxy Gas!
Yea
He's smoking Galaxy Gas!
Yea x3
He's doing Galaxy Gas!
Yea x3
He's smoking Galaxy Gas!
Yea x3
He's breathing Galaxy Gas!
Yea
Galaxy Gas!

Saying shit that makes no sense.
Not the worst time I got a hit.
He's breathing Galaxy Gas!
Kinda shit that makes a man feel wrong
So dumb I made a song...
About Galaxy Gas!

Got a rating like one out of ten.
Unless you're whipping up your head.
He's smoking Galaxy Gas!
The kind of can that makes you lose your memory.
Watch the pain go away!
He's breathing Galaxy Gas!
Like a Hunter cause;
Your meat needs another puff.
Watch the wind go away!
He's smoking Galaxy Gas!
Watch me hitting that whip now.
Got cream coming out my mouth now.
Wait...

Yea x3
Galaxy Gas...
Yea x3
He's doing Galaxy Gas...
Yea
He's doing Galaxy Gas...

At East
N20 in my lungs.
Got me feeling fine.
Hunter does it all the time.
It makes me feel alive.
Did I mention?
Hunter's dog got killed.
By his...

DOING GALAXY GAS!
Saying shit that makes no sense.
Not the first time I got a hit.
He's smoking Galaxy Gas!
Hit a got I time first the not.
Sense no makes that shit saying!
He's breathing
He's breathing Galaxy Gas!

Hey for real don't do this shit.
Might fuck you up or worse make you sick.
I'm not trying to be some PSA Bitch.

Don't do
Galaxy Gas!
Don't do
Galaxy Gas!
Don't do
Galaxy Gas!

Galaxy Gas!

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

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”

Thank you for sticking with me and listening to my songs every day. I notice the ones who show up, the ones who keep coming back, the ones who let my music into their life. I hope these songs have given you as much strength and peace as they’ve given me. I write them to lift the soul and the spirit, because in these times we need every bit of light we can get.

The only thing I can tell you is this. Never give up on yourself. If you want something, you have to work for it, and sometimes you have to work hard as shit to get anywhere. But I believe in you. I believe you will reach that first goal on your journey in this life. And when you do, don’t stop. Keep going. There is always another level waiting for you.

In the meantime, I have a whole universe of musical projects you can explore. If any of them speak to you, let me know. Welcome to the way my mind works.

Welcome to my world.

Cheers!
MDRJR