Secret Garden Redux

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Song about all those fantasies you have in your mind and the wishes you would come true.

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eynnye

Holy Ghost Rock Hip Hop

Hello soundclickers my artist name is EynnyE pronounced like and meaning I & I or eye in eye, and my real name Nye. I write, produce, and record rock hip hop Kingdom music. I'm going to school this summer to become a producer and studio engineer at IPR the Institute of Production and Recording in Minneapolis. I broke my neck when I was 15 and am currently in a wheelchair but I can still kick youre @$$. I know someday soon Ill be out of this chair. I've got a lot of tattoos and plan on getting a lot more. I have my own production and recording studio called Samurai Studios and am looking for other artist and producers to work with on media of all types. Send me an email if interested. eynnye@yahoo.com or yahoo instant messanger eynnye. Please always pray for the peace of Israel and for the persecuted church. Peace

Song Info

Genre

Hip-Hop • Christian Rap

Charts

#12,368 today Peak #318

#302 in subgenre Peak #9

Uploaded

February 17, 2018

Track Files

MP3

MP3 6.6 MB • 160 kbps • 5:45

Story behind the song

Went out to eat at an expensive restaurant with a girl I liked only to find she'd invited two other ppl. I wasn't too happy and even picked up the bill. Then went home alone because she'd ridden with them. I had expected to invite her over. So ticked off and feeling very alone I wrote, produced and recorded this song.

Lyrics

-Secret Garden-
By eynnye

(Hook)
I beg you’re pardon ma- welcome to my secrete garden yall- where all my pretty flowers grow- they’re always there- all in a row- showing they care- loving my coolness- yo why do they do this- well it’s cuz they love me- and I’m never lonely- 

Knock on the door- who’s there?- it’s a nice pair- they don’t care - if I stare- young doves so full of love, lust, life, and lies- its in their eyes- and breathe- that zest that they’re gunna get my best- from me- and never ever leave- me lonely again- well it’s this perfect skinned- absent mindedness mindset- that’s left me stranded- and passed by so many times- but this time its mine- am I so selfish?- (yes) fine- I’m lost in the moment- I’m lost but hoping- grabbing and groping- roped and soaked in- my dream you see- will be- that my secrete garden is not just a melody- Melody please- come run and find me- my life is behind me- geez- I’ll ask Jeeves- where could she be?- why cant I see- anything- I'm repenting- again and again- and nothing is happening- 

-Hook-

Why all the drama- why please mama- am I so haunted- and taunted- touched w/ the rush of love- hushed with glove of such- mush leaves me crushed- but w/ a str8 face- erase to my place- where escape on a track that's laced- w/ a back and forth pace- I elate- and I relate to this blank page- sexy babes congregate- and stand amazed- that this blessed face could be in such a dark place- Ya ever wonder what- happens in the mind of Abrahams son- when the covenant isn’t getting it done- he run to one- to hurry things on- yo my imagination- like a Playstation- where I control the content-  and rule the continent- confident- living in sin- with a safety pin- visions of vixens- striping down to they knickers- getting my kicks- and a temporary fix in- going too far- and staying too long- I have a song- that’s all wrong- and its this one-

-Hook- + This is the remix- cuz the 1st version was a dirge- & I’m scared if ya ever heard it you’d return it   or burn it before ya ever really got to hear it- & that would of hurt the purpose I this work into the wording- for sure then I hope u endure this first person sermon- & do some learning

Hum son run- numb & dumb- thumb in the air- but goin no where- hair on fire- my empire- acquired from liars- but it’s all mine- till the end of time- but what them?- eternity!- I can’t take it with me- it’s already taken me in too thickly- and left me sickly- this isn’t Eden- this is sin getting even- its Babylon- as I babble on- my garden of crayon- melts in the sun baked sand- and all beheld in the eyes of the one risen son- my garden of crayon- melts in the sun baked sand- and all beheld in the eyes of the one risen son-

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