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Thunder

Call Me (Bad Poem) (prod. Ajaya Jones)

This song is the 11th track made by the amazing Reon Vangèr on his beat batch “some beats vol. 1” and was NOT MADE BY ME. Please show him support and follow him. If there are any problems with this audio being uploaded please dm me on instagram @artthemayo.

Reon Vangèr - some beats vol. 1 [track 11]

This happens Everyday

LISTENED TO EVERY CD..
https://suffdele.bandcamp.com/album/rent-due

BANDCAMP

RENT DUE

The day is done, the house is still 
She's got a moment for her own will 
No expectations, no demands 
Just her own two soft hands 
She slips beneath the cotton sheet 
A promise that her body's gonna keep

Oh, she's flicking her bean, a private little scene 
A rhythm that she knows, a fire that she grows 
No prince, no knight, no magical date 
Just a simple, perfect, self-made fate 
Yeah, she's flicking her bean, making her own dream

Her fingers start a gentle trace 
A smile blooms upon her face 
She finds the spot, a perfect place 
And sets her own ecstatic pace 
The world outside can fade and fall 
She's the only one in this hall

Oh, she's flicking her bean, a private little scene 
A rhythm that she knows, a fire that she grows 
No prince, no knight, no magical date 
Just a simple, perfect, self-made fate 
Yeah, she's flicking her bean, making her own dream

It's not for them, it's not for you 
It's just a thing she has to do 
A sacred act, a holy rite 
To burn away the lonely night 
To feel the pulse, to feel the heat 
A private, glorious, sweet defeat

(Guitar Solo)

Oh, she's flicking her bean, a private little scene 
A rhythm that she knows, a fire that she grows 
No prince, no knight, no magical date 
Just a simple, perfect, self-made fate 
Yeah, she's flicking her bean, making her own dream

Flicking her bean... A quiet hum... 'Til the morning comes... Yeah, 'til the morning comes...

Her Own Dream

Monkey Business

Mmm, mmm

Shadows fold where the morning lands
I trace your outline with open hands
The clock keeps spinning but I stand still
Caught in the amber, I always will

Every second bends
Where the daylight ends
I'm reaching through the haze

Melt into the glow
Let the hours slow
We're floating where the golden fades to blue
I don't need to know
Where the memories go
They're written in the light that passes through

Photographs that never stay in frames
Whispered words dissolving into rain
You said forever was a shape we'd find
Now I'm tracing circles left behind

Every second bends
Where the daylight ends
I'm reaching through the haze

Melt into the glow
Let the hours slow
We're floating where the golden fades to blue
I don't need to know
Where the memories go
They're written in the light that passes through

Time is just a river running backwards to the sea
And I'm swimming in the current of who we used to be

Melt into the glow
Let the hours slow
We're floating where the golden fades to blue
I don't need to know
Where the memories go
They're written in the light
They're written in the light that passes through

Mmm, passes through
Mmm

Circles Left Behind

@blackfromtheway
prod. by ABJO!
mixed by me

lyrics: 
(tvblack!)
u think dat
i aint got no time for u
i aint got nothin to lose
and im only ever lit when im wit my crew
girl u think dat
i dont really care bout nun
girl u have to show me sum
we be in da parking lot stuntin
girl i think dat
u should give it all to me
take it off for me
im not regular u see

do i turn up x3
right now?!
we can move more like MJ
baby let me in yo mix like kool aid
spinnin like helicopters
im ya doctor
baby fuck what ya friends say
we can move more like MJ
lemme in yo mix like kool aid

(keith.wav)
let me in ya mix like cool aid
i roll it up and its just me n u babe
u show me love not as often as u say
drank inna cup das a wood and some dusse
feelin like...

feelin like i cant stand up
niggas talkin down but they cant man up
baby just gimme some damn love
alla dese niggas some damn scrubs so

do i turn up?
girl ya body it make me wonder
if u could come spend da night just wanna
kno if u do it right turn on like a light im bright, might resign to fashion
cuz my mind is madness
time passin
baby why u askin these things?
u worth more than dis diamond on my ring

Thunder

Vada