“Dooby & Kilo Present To You: Melodies To Resurrect A Sleeping Moon”

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‘Dooby & Kilo Present To You: Melodies To Resurrect A Sleeping Moon’ is ProducerTrentTaylor’s and Elijah Kilo’s 2nd collaborative studio project.

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L Y R I C S

TRACK .o1 — STILL ORCHESTRATED

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She buss it open in the oval office

Getting lifted off blossoms

Yeah they want my crown but I lost ‘em

Still battling back and forth with depression is exhausting

Still keep it saucing

Trying to preserve my conscious

While I’m floating thru these cosmics

They wanna stop us

You no pop us

Aint been rockin’ my ice lately cuz my head’s been heavier than my watch was

The feds watch us

Yet we still spark it

Cars like dinosaurs it’s Jurassic when we park it

Like Oh my God please do not be alarmed

A black man going through Hell you would think I was Spawn

So I’m sorry I was late to your protest

But my niggas hustling everyday and a youngin still homeless

Riding around for someone dumb enough to ride chromeless

Leave him domeless

Check up on his pockets while he checkin’ where his zone is

That’s what happens when you ride

When you soldiers of the night

And the only thing out is Feds and the ones they rob of they rights

But I see his soul in my eyes

Reflecting realizing that he’s done

But also that I’m a victim of the man that I’ll become

Shooting for these stars liking I’m beefing with the universe

When you and I verse momentarily my demons disperse

But is that a blessing or curse?

Cuz when they return in reverse you won’t be there to take me away from this earth

But is that blessing or curse?

Cuz when they return in reverse you won’t be there to take me away from this earth

 

But we still orchestrated

Seldomly conversated

Heavily medicated

Switching lanes, I hope we make it

 

Hope I’m not late

My soul to take

If everybody’s posed to get to Heaven why the fuck its got a gate?

Orchestrated

Seldomly conversated

Heavily medicated

Switching lanes, I hope we make it

 

Hope I’m not late

My soul to take

If everybody’s posed to get to Heaven why the fuck its got a gate?

 

Oh oh yeah (Eh)

(Said) oh oh

Yeah

Said oh oh

Yeah

Said oh oh oh oh

 

I bow my head pray

We can find a better way

I know my niggas get paid

But we tryna find a better day

A better day

A better day

Yeah

 

 

TRACK .o2 — MUTUAL

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With the mic

Son of the night

She talkin’ too much I gave her the pipe

I need my mind wide open baby pass me the light

Backwoods life but a Dutch shall suffice (Aye)

Shawty came thru with a extra glock (Aye)

Rolling on these horse like I’m Camelot (Uh)

Feds tryna catch me on the cams a lot

But my niggas got my back double like a camel got

If you were a god too you would hide your face

My flow is so potent baby I thought it was laced

I’m Kobe in the kitchen niggas needing that base

I feel like Based God with a AR

So far I’m tellin y’all

I got style stay for a while lil mama get a taste

This ain’t Hell but my world ’s a similar place

Be my Gina Montana till you reach my grave

Free you of your brain

No longer are you a slave

Shawty behave

She said she couldn’t help it

The way I pulled up in that thing I swear her brain melted

She moving that body

Sho got me

She felt it

If I had enough to buy her soul man she prolly would sell it

Keep my index finger gangsta keep my style pimpin

Her ass an atheist the way it’s against my religions

Your holiness had risen

Since God made the prisms

My mentals been one with your very existence we met on other dimensions

I’m tryna say that we fucked in a past life

Plus, I feel like I seen that ass twice

No advice, I know exactly what we doin’

Just make sure that you know that it’s the bread that I’m pursuing

(So) so what we got here baby that shall prosper

Whatever you call this that shall prosper

Just give me your whole heart that’s all it will cost ya

Got you going crazy for a young ass mobster like

 

(Aye)

She feelin’ the same

I know she feelin the same

I know she feelin the same

She feelin the same (Aye)

I know she feelin the same

Cuz its so mutual

Cuz its so mutual

 

In my whip don’t push no buttons

Been riding all day stayed up clutching

Hit ‘em from the back there ain’t no frontin’

So I need something baby I need something

To get god’s mind right, alright

Chocolate creamery what would I do for the Klondike?

Please align a soldier’s chakras just right

We can hit this mary till we see Christ

And baby we gone baptize these sheets all night

Baby Ima beast all night

Like Dooby MPC girl Ima beat all night

Tell your man that you got work at its gone be all night

But that’s only for the freak in you

My goddess when I pray sometimes I feel like I aint reaching you

To be true

Few have really caughten my view

Even tho they look like queens they have no mental proof

When these fiends start to speak, police bring heat to the streets, most of these brawds say poof

But if I got you baby who do I need?

When I got you baby who do I need?

Cuz you was with me before the pounds and keys

With me when my ignition still needed a key

I love your I love your curves and figures

Way you curvin’ these niggas

Let ‘em know that daddy bring the pain

Please please let em know that daddy off the cain

In your future Ex box can’t believe a nigga playing this game

Aye and she feelin the same, yeah I know she feeling the same

In your future Ex box cant believe young mobster still playing this game

 

(Mane)

 

 

TRACK .o3 — GALACTUS

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Shawty shawty bring that ass back like it was borrowed

Just because she crush her pills don’t mean that she don’t swallow

Rubbing on my wood cuz I got talent like Apollo

Price on yo head scan yo head like a barcode

Price on yo head scan yo head like a barcode

Price on yo head scan yo head like a barcode

Price on yo head scan yo head like a barcode

The money aint a thing Ima make it back tomorrow

 

Godflow my genre

As I run on waves you slaves testing the waters

No wonder ye can’t harm us

Human torch we heat which means these firearms was

Longer than Space Jam, say fam don’t leave no survivors they shouldn’t of starved us

I’m the type of nigga run up on yo clan and bust

I’m the type of nigga, eat yo planet then hit a line of stardust

Divine lust, to your brawd is inviting

Audemar match her Fendi scarf I call that perfect timing

As your fourth chakra becomes complacent

You’re placed in

This category like most of these niggas I’m facin’

Our holiness is not adjacent

So those who son’d me

Got me goin’ Ted Bundy

Roll up this lovely, eat this world and leave these niggas nothing

Your girl my buddy

I strap my work onto her tummy

These Xannies coming

These Xannies they just keep on coming

She take it from me oh then she hate me then she love me

So every night she get the pipe

Your wife’s delight

Gets handled like like

Whoa woah

She handled that blow

Now Earth is what I am leaving

Her demons wanting my soul

Take this Backwoods and roll

Wherever it choose to go

I pull her close and in a tongue she know

And I tell her real low

I say

 

Shawty shawty bring that ass back like it was borrowed

Just because she crush her pills don’t mean that she don’t swallow

Rubbing on my wood cuz I got talent like Apollo

Price on yo head scan yo head like a barcode

Price on yo head scan yo head like a barcode

Price on yo head scan yo head like a barcode

Price on yo head scan yo head like a barcode

The money aint a thing Ima make it back tomorrow

Godflow

 

Galactus

Relax bitch, got a couple uhh uhh uhh uhh

Rolling with the uhh uhh uhh

Disrespect the uhh uhh uhh uhh

 

Galactus

Relax bitch, got a couple dollars in my mattress

Rolling with the gang shit will get tragic

Disrespect the God, this planet your casket

 

Galactus

Relax bitch, got a couple dollars in my mattress

Rolling with the gang shit will get tragic

Disrespect the God, this planet your casket

 

Roll up this lovely, eat this world and leave these niggas nothing

 

(Yo)

(Whoa)

(Aye)

 

If the Devil wear prada then my bitch’s closet is Hell

At the hoedown tryna figure out which trick fell

Detonate faster than yo blunt receive the light

Despite the height I smite thy demons while I launch and take my flight

Life ‘s a bitch but so is karma, which one will call me tonight

Last time I spit this many bars I was crucified

Hail Mary nigga one quick see

Meet me at the QT with a QP C’est la vie (Aye)

Watch it disappear

Before the stars can shed a tear

And mix the structure with the paint that’s drippin while I try and steer

Let’s make something besides my pinky ring clear

I don’t make music for you mortals to hear

If cleanliness is next to godliness then why the fuck is the devil so organized?

Separate the 50’s from the 100’s watch ‘em both rise

Or we both die

Finish the bottle, wrote a message and sent it on a wave

I hope this sonnet reaches you before we count the end of days

Or you gone fuck around and find an empty tomb

Revenge is not the remedy of pain it’s the infection of the wound

I’ve known these secrets ever since the moon had my mother in its womb

Tick tick boom, I’m coming soon (Aye)

They say that I’m not grounded, but that’s cuz I never landed

Row row in my U-F-O baby don’t panic

Wrist look like a disco I repeat don’t panic

I can’t fuck with no hoes that don’t know Captain Planet

Goddammit (Uh)

(Aye) I can’t fuck with no hoes that don’t know Captain Planet

Goddammit

 

Matter fact how the fuck old is you?

 

 

 

Songwriter: Elijah Kilo
Producer: ProducerTrentTaylor

RELEASE DATE: 12/24/18 (12:00 AM EST)
Run Time: 11 minutes, 20 seconds
Number of Tracks: 3

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