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Heaven blessed this message with a depth that's uncontested by men
Might leave you breathless, putting skeptics in detention again
Come try and mess

of these waiting games
Went through the fire and the flames
Come on now, we're moving moving on
I'm fed up by the silent games
Yet Paul has told me love

GHOSTS
words and music by Rick Paul

Phantoms steal just out of sight
Slip into mists of time
Flickers of some distant flame
Dance across your mind

Yeah you wanna just take when you have it all
Yeah you 6 foot what, but you don't feel tall
Yeah you talk a lot of shit like a bitch named Paul
Lucky

pan to fire like a vandal hand to Montana Gold
Fan the flame of animals with access to the roof like Michelangelo
About to free a statue from a cube

no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas

the radius
Stay where Hades is, got the flames to give
The gas tank is lit, rap's a thankless gift,
Still just paying for it, still in pain for this
Went

fan the flame
I'm gonna praise my Saviour
And worship my maker
I'm sowing seeds to ya
As I scream hallelujah
If you know Jesus you a soldier
And were

the combustion
Fighting fire with fire, forged by the flames
I rise up in the vast air, screaming phoenix
Peace to cannibal cypher

elevens the lyrical weapon
Smoking on gas you can tell by the smell
Dripping my shorty in gucci, chanel
Don got her wet like she well
She might let me hit I

am a late bloomer
Never get distracted by the rumors of assumers
On a perspective addictive laxative
Unfinished hieroglyph out the frame 
I coexist

we'll be both fine

I do it for my lil man we'll be both fine
I'm just kicking pain i know mauy Thai
I'm just spitting flame I got some more fire
Lambo in

I’m no better than Simon Peter
But even he had an opportunity to change
I always thought I was too cool for those flames
See, I am just a man with

scruffy like a lumberjack
Night-time surrounded by babes and yack
My ex flame come like saint... Maximim
Serious tekkers Gucci headband bust it open

Up down left right like Simon said
You use your hands but not your head
Put down your toys no time to play
It's time to pray

Be not afraid
We'll only

some loses
Then it dawned on me ah say
Hundred million trials on my way
Flocka Flame beat it up hard in the paint
Lessons, wins, lies and all
You know

that drama nah
Rich but he wanna tote the pole
Boy that's that Chaminade

She said she want a new flare um
She wanna rock Bluee Flame cause
She seen

back
With a track triple diamond
Hands on your head
Got me feeling like Simon
King with a ring
Better call me your highness
Beat up her guts
I then broke

you was sleep now she beside me
Her nigga want to fight me
New flame she ignite me
We don't go to sight see
I'm the type to buy things
I'm the type

Getting stoned again
With my only friend
Getting stoned again
With my only friend
Simple Simon took some psilocybin
Stared out the window sitting

to go but I wish you well, I just got a BB Simon Belt,  presidential rolly like Roosevelt. Smoke some za then eat orange chicken
 Pick up some yens now my

up and she did it
Like my name was simon I say it she did it
Bro say she was bad and he wanted the digits
My n**** been dropped so you know that I

kiss and tell,  I got to go but I wish you well, I just got a BB Simon Belt,  presidential rolly like Roosevelt. Smoke some za then eat orange chicken

Ring the Alarm

Philly's Most Wanted

Ring the Alarm

2004

Then call Paul, and be out by tommorr'
(Woman: Somebody ring the alarm)
Call Lit, meet me right by the whip, shit
Hit rock, kiss the streets goodbye