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The Three's Code by Lunch in Iraq

Produced by G-Dawg Trading~
Is a secret code from the heavens being sent to earth to start Revelations? Three wise men the harbingers of this most important moment in the biblical timeline. According to this song, it is. And that sounds totally badass if you ask us. Listen! 

If I Could Write It by I-Spaz 2

Written by Ronald Allen Bell~
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~ 
Lyrics: 
If I could write me a loverone with all the things I likeI'd stay up late and wonder will she ever come to life 
Make her wise like Moses waswith eyes that glow so bluehair as red as sunset cause it warns the lessor fool 
If I could sculpt a beauty just like good ole God aboveI'd hold her like a treasure but release her out of love She'd always claim to love me hold forever in her heart but now she must let go as to the world she must depart 
If I could write my storymake up all the twist and turnsI'd see myself to glory as the Devil starts to burn 
we'd meet upon the hill and fight for but a tick  then the evil I would kill with some muscle and some tricks 
If I could pen a classic born from all I have withinI'd sell a million copies to a crowd of eager menI'd be on the best sellers list and known as one renowned Should you ever need to find me I will easily be found 
If I scribe a melody that's pleasing to your ear would you commit a felony just so you could always hear 
I'd bail you out and buy some gumwe'd chew it up and then could runto Canada or down below where bottled coke is still a go 
If I could make a hit just like Elton fucking John I'd have badass bitches hanging on me all day long I'd be on the top 10 for about a month or two then write one again when the mortgage payment's due 
 
 
 

Sunkist Sally by The Chilled Colors Brigade

Written by Ronald Allen Bell~
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~ 
Modified from the original work found in the book, Poems for the Ponder by the same author and formatted to sink deep ~
Lyrics:
She smells like the beach-and speaks like a breeze-Colored like a peach-ripe and ready for a feast-
her smile sends a shiver-invites me to play with her-her eyes they have seen fools-they whisper, 'keep it cool'-
I lock up my advances-keep it just to glances-on the sand she dances-as her beauty just enhances-
now wise to my position-her eyes they give intention-her two-piece starts to itch-takes it off licks her lips-
takes my hand and I rise-my smile I cannot hide-Pristine little thing-Sunkist California treat-Intertwined within her iridescentsidewalk surfer disposition, So-Co's most divine find, limited to one edition
She smells like the beach-and speaks like a breeze-Colored like a peach-ripe and ready for a feast-
her smile sends a shiver-invites me to play with her-her eyes they have seen fools-they whisper, 'keep it cool'-
I lock up my advances-keep it just to glances-on the sand she dances-as her beauty just enhances-
now wise to my position-her eyes they give intention-her two-piece starts to itch-takes it off licks her lips-
takes my hand and I rise-my smile I cannot hide-Pristine little thing-Sunkist California treat-Intertwined within her iridescentsidewalk surfer disposition, So-Co's most divine find, limited to one edition

King of the Court Revisionist Future Edit by 3 Delroy

Written by Ronald Allen Bell~
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~
I hope this one day finds Lebron's ears and they can finally be at peace as they have now heard the best anthem to him, like, ever. 

Coral Reef Dream Weaver by 3 Delroy

Written by Ronald Allen Bell and Andrew Ingram~
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~ 
Lyrics taken in part from a poem entitled: Coral Reef Dream Weaver~
Lyrics:
standing at the shoreweathering the tideswaves meet with the stonesthey sing when they collide 
I am not that worriedabout anything at all surely won't be hurriedshould anybody call
look I found a seashelland a sand dollar too when I see you, my bell I'll give them both to you 
If I'm taken out to seaby riptides wide as they can be will you search until the dawn call it off if I be gone
underneath this raging seaI'll find a place and I will sleepso you can meet me I will showmy reds from twenty feet below 
in the ocean I will growa cinnamon fire you'll come to knowa beautiful, coral magic show 
don't be sad because I'm goneunderneath I shall live ona nest for other lives to thrivea pretty blood red ocean hive
just below the rolling waveswhere otters ride the crest and play a spot where I'll forever hidehere beneath the raging tides
Choices made and now they're met-with consequence you won't forget-and for this I apologize-more the reason to despise-this and that and all of me-better found down in the deep-your salty tears not lost at sea-they sink below and water me- feed the pain and then I show- my brightest reds from down below- 

A Little Treat by The Ron Allen Experiment

Written by Ronald Allen Bell~
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~ 
Taken from and modified from a poem entitled, Treat which can be found in different publications from the same author~ 
Lyrics:
[verse 1]Lay here for a while.take five in my nest. rest your endless questions, babe. let it off your chest. 
[verse 2] the roll of green you grasp,is safe within my keep.no questions will I ask,if you need a place to sleep.
[verse 3] the bruises that you hide,proclaim in you revile, for I know the means, by which your green compiled.
[verse 4] I surely do hope, to plug all the holesyour needles have poked. However, history sure has taught us different lessons.
[solo]
Sleep my little child. fall into sweet dreams andpush the working girl aside.think of true love wed- and champagne limo rides. your beauty is unique.I stare as you sleep. Lucky you're alive streets are so deprived.  
If she were clean,and she were mine,I'd steal every siren from the seas- apply to them soft torture.Make them sing their sweetestscreams- until my love is honored true, and ears they find appease- 
I'm tired obviously.I'll sleep.the broken stripper is a treat. goodnight, my angel. it all was just so sweet
[solo]
 

Be I Not Forgotten by 3 Delroy

Written by Roanld Allen Bell~
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~ 
Modified from its original version "The In-Between" in the book, Broken Reflection by the same author. 
Lyrics:
[verse 1]Is it all just in my head, a culmination of the things stress brings,no sleep, black rings, eyes blood shot red. My mind let's things coalesce, when I get no rest, the shadows free to torment and molest, mis-lead me with these little lies that I am fed, whispers meant tolead me to my end, deceive me, make me think there aresecrets from which I am kept. 
I went for a walk to clear my head. 
[chorus]I came to a fence stood three-feet high. The weeds were thick, stood four, served to hide, the etched names of the dead upon the stones the stars and crosses.No caregiver here nor teary eyed mourners leaving thorny red roses for their lost loves. 
[verse 3]Corner to corner every plot filled with the dead and now forgotten. 
I stood there and I stared, I felt so frivolous and narrow minded. I no longer cared for what others preached, then and there I had decided. This dismal scene a tragedy that we all  now must put behind us. 
[verse 4]I went for a walk to remind myself. 
The sun was out and tamed by the thick and bright white clouds. A soft breeze moves through the trees and makes a gentle rustling sound. I sang a song so very sweet, it rose up from in my core.The voice which sprung from in my being, said I needn't frown no more. 
[verse 5]I did a dance and it rained. 
As I moved to the rhythm of the drops, more fell from the sky. As I tired my groove would stop, and then it would subside. 
[solo]
[chorus]I came to a fence stood three-feet high. The weeds were thick, stood four, served to hide, the etched names of the dead upon the stones the stars and crosses.No caregiver here nor teary eyed mourners leaving thorny red roses for their lost loves.

Scattered Endz by Molly Came Home

Written by Ronald Allen Bell~
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~ 
Version 2.0 for the mod ear~ 
Modified from its original version which can be found in the book, Broken Reflection by the same author~ 

Verstreute Enden by Bete für das Leben

Written by Ronald Allen Bell~
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~ 
Lyrics in English:
[chorus]I'm not high enough. Together we can rise on up. I'll take you through the dreams I dreamed. Feel this take it off of me.The pieces of the puzzle fit. To mend the mind we must commit.The picture that it shall display, is a place in time before we frayed, the end of all our sanity.before the poison dust consumed us and thrust these children into a state of dependency. 
[verse 1]Long since removed from lucid. Know only how to walk in illusion.Take my hand and guide me baby.You go to the same place but with a different sway, my lady 
[verse]Bury these dreams by the trees where we scratched our names. Wooden swords and treasure maps for glass and fire like a fiend we trade. 
[solo]
[verse 2] As I hold you in the cold, the moonlight on your pale face molds,into a scene of morbid adulation.Feel the warmth from your last breath upon me, as from this pain you are now taken. 
[verse 3]This bittersweet release brings tears, that drop upon her face and clear, the cover up she used to hide, the sores from the dust and the bags on her eyes.Glass to your lips, puff, suck it in and rise on up. 
[chorus]I'm not high enough. Together we can rise on up. I'll take you through the dreams I dreamed. Feel this take it off of me.The pieces of the puzzle fit. To mend the mind we must commit.The picture that it shall display, is a place in time before we frayed, the end of all our sanity.before the poison dust consumed us and thrust these children into a state of dependency.
[solo]

The Devil Sucks D**** Radio Edit Dance Mix by DJ Dos Amigo

This is the approved radio edit for the original The Devil Sucks D**** Folk/Rock song for sale on our main site. This one contains fewer offensive lyrics than the original. I absolutely love what DJ Dos did with it, and I think you will to. 
Rated MA NOT INTENDED FOR EARS YOUNGER THAN 17~
SC/EC/L~
Written by Reverend Ronald Allen Bell~
Produced by G-Dawg Trading~