download link :
https://www.mediafire.com/file/csmpff5a1d71dv5/spliffoclocksingle.zip/file

lyrics :

well chill times are still crimes yet ill rhymes is how I medicate
forever late tryna celebrate in whatever state
meditate..elevate til i’m flowing higher..
stand firm inna hurricane while i’m throwing fire
they growing tired with that empty rapping
ain’t there more to life than just benji swagging
MC Jamin..iller than most..
white as night..hype the mic..spill the skill of the ghost
from pillar to post..the world keeps smacking around..
red-eye..i bled fly..never lacking my crown..
a big selecta..lion paw’s packing a pound..
why ya honey’s tryna chill when i’m back in ya town?
it’s fifa street..i’m getting back up..
just to let it all out on a hella phat cut..
the one cries..i’ll run wise for knocking benny
um gotta zone out til sunrise..i’m rocking steady

i live ill..stay cool..i gotta gift..i’m hot..
catch these g’s offguard when i rip di spot
light up light up it’s spliff o’clock
listen up yo i got this fresh tip to rock
i live ill..stay cool..i gotta gift..i’m hot..
catch these honeys offguard when i rip di spot
light up light up it’s spliff o’clock
listen up yo i got this fresh tip to rock

i’ll sit back relax and roll two L’s 
that’s just how i chill whenever i go through swells
so who else wanna test a flow so sick
ya blood thirsty tho bro? shit that’s a no no prick
i’ll be flexed just chilling with my roto click
you want smoke so i gotta let my mojo rip
i spit that ill mentality..that loco shit..
silky skills man ya girl want a photo with
the flow fresher..not probably it’s gotta be
no pressure..rock problem free philosophy
hakuna matata for a bermudian dollar
i’ll hustle ’til i’m swimming in peruvian water
still flyer than a hummer kite..bacchanal summer flight
nice tune running like..tryna have some fun tonight
spliff dem something like..blend circles..bun a fight..

i live ill..stay cool..i gotta gift..i’m hot..
catch these g’s offguard when i rip di spot
light up light up it’s spliff o’clock
listen up yo i got this fresh tip to rock
i live ill..stay cool..i gotta gift..i’m hot..
catch these honeys offguard when i rip di spot
light up light up it’s spliff o’clock
listen up yo i got this fresh tip to rock

Frenemys whisper while dudes toy with ass..
I aint watching it tho..cuz I’m  a rudeboy with class..
still tryna stay humble so i’m shining couth
once i finesse a cool diss just spitting that fire truth
ace girls kind of cute but i know she’s drunk
man who tries to hit it is the only punk
Abstract ideology and OG funk..
i know ya still cheeving off ya homies skunk
It’s actually simple in it’s complexity..
I’ll hit you with sum’n fresh for disrespecting me
This is what I’ve chosen between a spliff & hennesy
It gets hallucinogenic when expressing this intrepidly
Hold ya ground to how it rips or let um see..
gravity will always take hold of the Sith’s trajectory
I had my own ways of spraying anger misdirectedly..
’til this ill-advised detour to a cosmic shift was destiny

i live ill..stay cool..i gotta gift..i’m hot..
catch these g’s offguard when i rip di spot
light up light up it’s spliff o’clock
listen up yo i got this fresh tip to rock
i live ill..stay cool..i gotta gift..i’m hot..
catch these honeys offguard when i rip di spot
light up light up it’s spliff o’clock
listen up yo i got this fresh tip to rock

1.blood EP *2023 edition*

spliff o'clock (produced by Derek G.) with lyrics

johnny dang got me wet

I fight for my life everyday
I can't even begin to explain
the pain I feel day in day, day in day out

They think they can threaten me with hell, no no no

Now when I sleep I feel my blood 
pushing against all the iron and mud
In my veins my heart is changing

They think they can threaten me with fire, no no no

My ears fill with the ice and the wind
I don't even see anything
(Except the dark)
It's bracing, me, now

They think they can threaten me with the cold

Hell, Fire, Cold

Mission

Maybach

2 Cold

Pretend Friends

k street flicks my lighter, tips my hand
sorry mom, sorry mamn
k street and my fire on my door
i walked alone, freedom that it was

i don't ever talk to you in bed
i take your clothes
waiting for a close, its off and on
but you don't ever get that out your head
i saw your man, looks like motion there (and now that you're - )

and if you at my door
i tipped you off
taking what it was, its off and on
but you don't ever get that out your head
i saw you in the back
brought you to the back in my hands
sipping on a warm night, yea i dont give my best

- early demo

kstreet v1

Grandaddy Rings.mp3

Hispanic.mp3

Bang

Musician from Vancouver, BC. All music is on major streaming platforms under the name Solomon Ward, this is my more experimental page

Hell, Fire, Cold

Solomon Ward

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