parished404

sounds future ft. overpade n davi mh

What

My first decent beat. It was made on FL studio in 2018!

Level One Boss

Produced by wizard404. Written & performed by Gavin Parished, Alma 16, Damon Deion & møkey. Mixing & mastering by Zain Soliman with additional mixing from Damon Deion & Alma 16. Cover art by mirswonderfulworld.

Parished404

Chaotic Cypher

Out Everywhere

Chaotic Cypher (feat. Alma 16, Damon Deion & møkey) - prod. wizard404

Produced by wizard404. Written & performed by Gavin Parished & SODI. Mixing & mastering by Zain Soliman with additional mixing by SODI. Cover art by mirswonderfulworld.

Lyrics: 
[Verse 1: SODI]
I remember me and Brody hyped up on some shitty old me
Talking on some if it's me, then it's we
That's the vision we had both seen
That's my dawg, we went back like 2014
But we grew up now don't talk like ex flings
I used to praise God but I been off it as of late
I'm too far gone, my soul long ways from saved
I sip my oolong with a hand gripped to my waist
I whip out that K and I spray
I'm a fucking renegade
Motherfuckers chirping and tweeting like it was Twitter bruh
I X out the next motherfucker, tired of these cynical
Whiney ass bitches, lying ass bitches
Crying on the motherfucking timeline ass bitches like
Perked up like tiny titties on a cold day
I hit the delay then pon de replay
Like Ri say, it's ASAP I highjack
You, make you look dumber than Drake after Taylor Made
What the fuck you tryna say?
Uptown looking handsome
Bad bitch tryna grab some
Tell this story to my grandson
Chew em up like some damn gum
My pockets holding a ransom
You look weird like Manson
Pop shit no hand gun
Pop shit no hand gun

[Bridge: Gavin Parished]
Pop shit, I hit some nice notes on my big records
Cover blown but shawty knows that I'll always come and get her
Safe just like Rapunzel way up high within her tower
No boom boom pow, I reach the top, I got that power
Yeah I got that power, right inside these hands
Not a damn thing matters, just my girl and all these bands (what?)
Yeah I got that power, right inside these hands
Not a damn thing matters, just my girl and all these bands (yeah!)
Yeah I got that power, right inside these hands
Not a damn thing matters, just my girl and all these bands (you heard?)
Yeah I got that power, right inside these hands
Not a damn thing matters, just my girl and all these bands (what?)

[Verse 2: Gavin Parished]
I stay banded up like Ronny J, distorted beats and shit
Gp in the club, I take my pay from all y'all screams and clicks
Fleeting moments passed me by, I grew of age in like a year
SODI on the track, I swear to God bro just massaging ears
All these Twitter soldiers hopping on my dick like it's an orgy
I don't fuck with circle jerks and I don't fuck with phonies
All of these jabronis getting branded like My Little Pony
White ass faces, I know that tape you dropped is just a Stoney
Post Malone, I know you pussy boys feel so alone
Don't hate on an Anish just cause I'm way better than all you clones
Al Capone, unlike you I do what I gotta do
No Twitter feuds, just destroying shit, strong minded as Mewtwo
No Masterball could even catch me, Sonic speed can't even pass me
Tahu flames made me feel cold, how I do it? Only God can know
So next time you dance with Parished please just try not to forget
The name from front to back cause how can you kill what's already dead?

That Power

That Power (feat. SODI) - prod. wizard404

Produced by wizard404. Written & performed by Gavin Parished. Mixing & mastering by Zain Soliman. Cover art by mirswonderfulworld.

Lyrics: 
Eyes wide open, I'm a dead man walking
Past life scars, I'm reborn from a prophet
I perished in this life just so I could start it new
But now that I've rebuilt I still have no clue what to do
I pray to the universe, I'm hoping for some guidance
The system held me down yet I still remained defiant
Red skin tones melted down onto my bones
The demons wrecking homes have a darkened blood flow
Shapeshifting all of their humanity aside
In house and overseas, genocide arise
Slowly burned alive from the outside in
Yet we're the bad guys when all try to do is defend?
Nah, it all ain't making sense
Antlers reaching out from their soul hungry heads
Sitting up high in their thrones made of gold
If it was all in my control then I'd never ever fold
Eyes wide open, I'm a dead man walking
Past life scars, I'm reborn from a prophet
The only thing I know that I'm doing right is music
So influencial I'm the hiphop Kubrick
Punk at heart, I gotta preach it from my chest
If they layed my fam to rest I wouldn't stop til they're dead
Every last one, I don't give a fuck
From the river to the sea, all these years been enough
Native genocide, man ain't a damn thing change
USA Junior just been taking center stage
I remember hearing about all the native tubes tied
Think about what was done to those Tuskegee lives
It seems reality remains disappointing
The pleads for relief disgarded as purloining
Anishinaabe, from my birth to my death
The Creator's wisdom can't be severed from my head

Dead Man Walking

Dead Man Walking - prod. wizard404

Produced by wizard404. Written & performed by Gavin Parished & Departure. Mixing & mastering by Zain Soliman with additional mixing by Departure. Cover art by mirswonderfulworld.

Lyrics: 
[Intro: Gavin Parished]
Yo yo, Departure, parished404
Let's go, yeah, yeah
From rags to riches, I'm really manifesting
Ain't no Drizzy Drake I ain't acting for attention
Rappers pull up in my mentions, know I'm the best since
I picked up the mic, this shit always been destined

[Verse 1: Departure]
Word to assault bitch it's time for the percolator
Snaking up on me, I'll make sure your pockets hurting later
Cut me off but know it never fuck with my bottom line
Fuck my delivery, you could never stop the color field riot
You lack lacking bias, taste tasteless and mind eyeless
Pick religion over science
I respect it but keep the history of pidgins in your mind
Word to support, keep the beef off the beach
Couldn't educate me on shit, clear it's a lot I've gotta teach to these feeble
Peep the rhyme, harmonizing colonizers
Pissing in the Colorado, found my heart in the metro scenery
Convinced money is easily the arbiter of garbage
The smell of pedicures and nail polish
That's that privilege you try to justify with nonsense
I'm the passenger pidgeon that Genghis Khan sent
The world though it was geocentric but nah man, war is God's mess
We ain't have a conscious til the first LED screen
It's "damn James" on the TV to background strap-on sex
That's a concept hard to digest and process
Lemme stop yelling, call me shit but you're holding a lens that's convex
Peep the full context and catch a slug
I'm from Texas where we normalize drinking Bud Light and smoke some buds

[Hook: Gavin Parished]
Huh from rags to riches, I'm really manifesting
Ain't no Drizzy Drake I ain't acting for attention
Rappers pull up in my mentions, know I'm the best since
I picked up the mic, this shit been destined

[Verse 2: Gavin Parished]
I been putting in work like a 9 to 5
Perfectionism striking at me and the vibe
Maybe I'm priviledged cause I can think about it
Look back at my skin to remember where I been without it
Europe been so rough, shit feel like the 50s
Walking round dread headed, knowing that they hate me
Paint me, white face, just to earn respect
Out late again, might drink myself to my death
Feeling like the red messiah, I go out preaching
Bars like the Bible, crowd on they knees weeping
So much to say but so little time
The real riches lay inside, my heart and soul do abide
The end times draw near, the party might die
Just like Jill Stein, there's a lot on the line
I give this shit my all, my soul flows through the beats
Through authenticity I'll never see defeat
Look me in my eyes and you'll see it's meant to be
That's enough about me, I'm just letting off steam
Departing for my route, I know I'll stay clean
Made it to the top, send a shot through Diddy

Overtime

Overtime (feat. Departure) - prod. wizard404

Produced by wizard404. Written & performed by Gavin Parished. Mixing & mastering by Zain Soliman. Cover art by mirswonderfulworld.

Lyrics: 
Look at my wrist bitch, I'm already shining
Pimp slapping rings, I'm made of diamonds
Four pieces each like we went mining
I'm going up, you steady declining
Enchants on me, the way that I glow
Fuck a bitch one time then let go
Why this kid always yapping with flows
I couldn't tell you cause I couldn't know
Look at my wrist bitch, I'm already shining
Pimp slapping rings, I'm made of diamonds
Four pieces each like we went mining
I'm going up, you steady declining
Enchants on me, the way that I glow
Fuck a bitch one time then let go
Why this kid always yapping with flows
I couldn't tell you cause I couldn't know

Y'all wanted the nerd raps so I locked in
All stretched out like I'm hanging with Finn
Battle ready bars, my book like my belt
6 balls hanging but I can handle myself
Champion level, man y'all can't relate
Y'all line layouts so copy paste
Like red versus blue it's me versus you
You might beat the rest, but with me, there's no clue
Working construction but I don't hop barrels
My girl walk in now I might go feral
My princess crowned, don't leave her in peril
Fucking with us, I go Huge Power, Marill
Sterilize my worst enemies
Not gonna go far when they fall to their knees
Koffing and Weezing, that's me in LA
But bumping the beats makes it worth all the pay
Pay me in millis or I ain't got time
Lil Wanye preaching, my lollipop blind
My girl a demon, she do me so good
These nerds wouldn't get it, they wood remain stood
No exp like they keep the green top
Grind feel so good, so why would I stop?
Feeling like Case-Oh, on top of the game
My impact so large that it forced y'all to change
Ahead of my time like I stared in Endgame
Things got so strange that I took a new play
I jumped up, kicked back, had to keep it a stack
Whipped around and spinned, I'll do it again
Just pass me the pen, bitch I feel like Ben 10
I'm a den for the monsters
Fuck all the capital, don't need a sponsor
I stay on my toes cause I'm the best dancer

Look at my wrist bitch, I'm already shining
Pimp slapping rings, I'm made of diamonds
Four pieces each like we went mining
I'm going up, you steady declining
Enchants on me, the way that I glow
Fuck a bitch one time then let go
Why this kid always yapping with flows
I couldn't tell you cause I couldn't know
Look at my wrist bitch, I'm already shining
Pimp slapping rings, I'm made of diamonds
Four pieces each like we went mining
I'm going up, you steady declining
Enchants on me, the way that I glow
Fuck a bitch one time then let go
Why this kid always yapping with flows
I couldn't tell you cause I couldn't know

I couldn't know, I don't know what I'm saying
No Goku, I'm done fighting racists
Too many whites tryna stay on my cases
Energy wasted each time I paste em
Statham, no I ain't born for this
Ain't expandable, don't take the piss
You ate the yellow snow bitch I can tell
Fell to ground, you gone I repeled
It's levels to this, lil man don't forget
You ground floor, I'm at the top of the steps
You placing bets, best go with GP
No risk there for you, it's just time for me
Now I return to the throne, that's my seat
Only one young nish, even so I ain't weak
I'm at the peak, soon y'all will see
It's all me

Look at my wrist bitch, I'm already shining
Pimp slapping rings, I'm made of diamonds
Four pieces each like we went mining
I'm going up, you steady declining
Enchants on me, the way that I glow
Fuck a bitch one time then let go
Why this kid always yapping with flows
I couldn't tell you cause I couldn't know
Look at my wrist bitch, I'm already shining
Pimp slapping rings, I'm made of diamonds
Four pieces each like we went mining
I'm going up, you steady declining
Enchants on me, the way that I glow
Fuck a bitch one time then let go
Why this kid always yapping with flows
I couldn't tell you cause I couldn't know

Minecraft Diamonds

Minecraft Diamonds - prod. wizard404

had to whip out the at2020 on these hoez!

(lyrics:)
i’m losing perspective on fun
got too many sons
this rap shit i already won
i’m bout to fly out to my hun
head tied up in buns
don’t wan get my hair in his cum
my brother need somebody dead
its already done
all i need is 2 cups and a gun
i sip the codine til i’m numb
i can’t give you a fuck
til i’m ready to give you the blunt
remember i dropped :3
they eyes was on me
proceeded to whip out my meat
and drop it on every beat
on every beef
internet shit is not shit to me
no, honestly go get deceased 
go getchu a bitch before 
you gon start bitchin to me
diamonds more white like a key
y’all faker than white kids
talkin bout bumpin chief keef
internet fake like dat
i don’t know about shit
why tryna go debate my ass
keep a AK my strap
let it spray “GAT GAT GAT GAT”
get em sprayed like dat
watching steven universe
high up out the earth
in my crop top shirt cuz i’m gay like dat
way that i be ballin on cats
u get hit wit dat
green lil hoe, fadeaway like dat
i say whatever bitch i’m in da pocket
bout 500 bands what reside in my wallet
dumb little hoe on my dick tryna top it
but issbrokie loyal so i told her stop it
most of y’all do this for bitches n profit
while i’m in this shit to have fun n be honest
honest to god, way y’all act say a lot
when i walk in the room n they switch up the topic
godfather guap what i keep on me
i’mma say somethin generic, 
“blow up like a rocket”
water on me like a faucet
my fashion look stylish
throw on a bikini n rock it
blonde bitch look like 2hollis
wan feel on my privates
i’m sorry i gotta decline it
jump out the trap n i’m wilin
my streams lookin botted
i promise to god i just got it
i got charisma it is what it is
you cant talk bout charisma u dont got a bitch
brodie talk tough like he came out the trench
but that dude name is richard, his last name smith
i pull up on em wit 42 sticks
if he talk on the gang he get lit like a wick
i pull up solo all black like john wick
make him turn to a bitch wit the way he get hit

ISSBROKIE - FUN! (prod. shteppi) (throwaway)

Glorilla (Remastered)

All Black Coupe (prod. Veneno)

Stretch Your Hands

Pink Flag (prod. ok)

lyrics:

dont u get caught up w me
i gave u everything and got a thousand reasons to leave
is it our drinks talkin? or the coals on our feet
are you gon keep walking even further from me
are you gon keep stalkin, my instagram feed
and u know its not healthy u know its not healthy 
and yo momma aint helping 
your new bio screams help me
all your whereabouts stealthy 
theres nothing u can tell me 
im gone

i was 6 days strong i cant feel
im so damn high idk whats real (i forgot)
n im drunk so i said god take the wheel
n ur drunk so u write essays bout how u feel

i dont rly care no more i dont
n i kinda feel bad but i think i dont
but am i wrong?
cuz i knew i wasnt before but i still played along
ik i would make this song at one point or another 
i was like 9 shots deep when i found me another
i was like 6 feet deep until i met all my brothers
im getting like way too deep i think i needa shut up
but whyd you tell me to shut up?
i think we needa talk
ik u been thru some stuff 
but i done been thru a lot
i think im loosing my mind 
i think im going insane (slow down)
goin crazy, (slow down)
g-g-goin

you could post 1000 pics but are you locked with me
you checked me way too many times feel like im profiting 
i forgot what i believe i feel lost baby
tell me
are we still talkin?

mf im walkin
u found out what u didnt wanna know thru the stalkin
is that my problem? 
youre digging too deep for the good of your conscience

ts took me a lot
i was feeling dead right 
feeling dead when u left
feeling fuckin clueless
tell me how to do this
tell me keep my head up
when im fuckin losing
u tell me that ur fed up
im fed up with illusions 
i was feelin fucked up
believing my delusions 
falling to seclusion 
coming to conclusions 
this is the conclusion x2

outro:
run away from yourself
ik u try, n u try
run away from yourself
n u tried, n u failed

stalker

Proud Anishinaabe Soul
22, Communist, Pro Palestine
Extravagant vibes, new music when I finish it.
gavinparishedbusiness@gmail.com for anything business related

Dead Man Walking - prod. wizard404

Gavin Parished

Related tracks