On The Inside [Demo]

Sippin' on that hundred, get me a hydrated,
Spot me a drop, shit nigga I might buy it later,
That boy Dan in red, yeah, he been a violator,
She got the perks in her ass, she a gyrator.

We getting lit overseas, just flew back from Sweden,
The high kicking in, it’s lurking, nigga that shit is creeping,
That boy Dan in red he a motherfucking Demon,
She was vegan but she still down for the meeting (and greeting).

Sippin' on that hundred, get me a hydrated,
Spot me a drop, shit nigga I might buy it later,
That boy Dan in red, yeah, he been a violator,
She got the perks in her ass, she a gyrator.

Might dose off, off this lean that I’m sippin’,
The percs that I popped got tripping, so listen,
But the crust on my watch keep me glistening,
First mission, more ammunition, get them krispies.

Sippin' on that hundred, get me a hydrated,
Spot me a drop, shit nigga I might buy it later,
That boy Dan in red, yeah, he been a violator,
She got the perks in her ass, she a gyrator.

She fucking with the lifestyle, wanna ride in the wraith,
She see floss and the gloss, now she wanna have taste,
So high, might need a chaser, spring breaker,
I'm higher like a Laker playing 1s with a Jamaican.

Sippin' on that hundred, get me a hydrated,
Spot me a drop, shit nigga I might buy it later,
That boy Dan in red, yeah, he been a violator,
She got the perks in her ass, she a gyrator. 

I’m in the airport, marijuana my fragrance,
Security bag search, “These straps ain’t going to Vegas,”
More straps than in Baghdad, she must be a dyke,
Bitches who go both ways, is the bitches I like.

Sippin' on that hundred, get me a hydrated,
Spot me a drop, shit nigga I might buy it later,
That boy Dan in red, yeah, he been a violator,
She got the perks in her ass, she a gyrator.

Rehab on the way, I dun smoked too many J’s,
Thousands in the safe, I just pray it don’t get taken,
Liam Neeson, the wave, the high, it was decent,
I was zooted as recent, as this past last evening.

Sippin' on that hundred, get me a hydrated,
Spot me a drop, shit nigga I might buy it later,
That boy Dan in red, yeah, he been a violator,
She got the perks in her ass, she a gyrator. 

Fuck a Hennessy, I’m all about this bourbon in the system,
Dan in the red, nah you can’t miss him,
Balling like I’m Tristan, diamonds on timepiece glisten,
Nah we ain’t diss him, we just dismissed him.

Sippin' on that hundred, get me a hydrated,
Spot me a drop, shit nigga I might buy it later,
That boy Dan in red, yeah, he been a violator,
She got the perks in her ass, she a gyrator.

We getting lit overseas, just flew back from Sweden,
The high kicking in, it’s lurking, nigga that shit is creeping,
That boy Dan in red he a motherfucking Demon,
She was vegan but she still down for the meeting (and greeting).

Sippin' on that hundred, get me a hydrated,
Spot me a drop, shit nigga I might buy it later,
That boy Dan in red, yeah, he been a violator,
She got the perks in her ass, she a gyrator.


Speed Demon [Demo]

Handshake for the operation, squad invasion,
Shots fired, ain’t fucking chasing, couped up in the basement,
Co-D’s, Freddy and Jason, the shot it fucking grazed him,
Blasphemy, blatant, send that nigga straight to Satan.

Different between you and I, On our side, it’s do or die,
If you alive to see the mob ties,Consider that a suicide,
Ranking up, call it recruitment drive,
He had the work on Rodeo Drive, 
The governor paid him five, [the hustle makes us thrive].

Handshake for the operation, squad invasion,
Shots fired, ain’t fucking chasing, couped up in the basement,
Co-D’s, Freddy and Jason, the shot it fucking grazed him,
Blasphemy, blatant, send that nigga straight to Satan.

Oiza cheffing in the kitchen, Wano Gordon Ramsay,
That family, Came out of nowhere, RKO like Randy,
Billy, Mandy, candy bars, 
Sold ‘em blue tops, gave ‘em crew cuts,
Serving all white like the Klu Klux, 

Handshake for the operation, squad invasion,
Shots fired, ain’t fucking chasing, couped up in the basement,
Co-D’s, Freddy and Jason, the shot it fucking grazed him,
Blasphemy, blatant, send that nigga straight to Satan.

Functions get locked arf, D’s got the cutter,
Rose out them gutters, put work in the southern,
Does it look like I’m bothered, my brother?
Does it look like I came here to suffer?
He’s loading, watch him buffer,

Handshake for the operation, squad invasion,
Shots fired, ain’t fucking chasing, couped up in the basement,
Co-D’s, Freddy and Jason, the shot it fucking grazed him,
Blasphemy, blatant, send that nigga straight to Satan.

Can you make amends, are you loyal to your friends?
In the ends, with the skengs, J’s heating up with the gen,
Our borough, ain’t bothered, we spin back tomorrow,
Destruction and sorrow, we like, we don’t ever follow.
Can’t trust a pagan handshake, that mandate,
Keep plans straight, campaign on a bad day,
Hand waves, on a sad day, we man graves,
But when they free the guys, it’s always champagne.

Burden of Proof [Demo]

Yo, mischievous ways, grouped in with the slaves,
In the home of the brave, still we fight to get paid.
These lemons ain’t make lemonade, we still misbehaved,
Can’t stand to get waved, decisions haunt us to the grave.

In this heat wave, who’s to say,
We can’t make it to the championship game?
Peep how she slay, in her own gorgeous way,
Jada to my will, but still we serenade.

Are there angels at heaven’s gate? If so, I’ll wait,
Bets on the parle, women of the night can’t relate.
Just lived through the coldest May, pray we don’t skate,
My niggas caught up with Jakes, gotta communicate.

This cold world need the sun to exist,
First day at school, gave her son a parting kiss.
If he ain’t make it to the honor list, who gives a shit?
Scholarships evaporate, like dreams they just quit.

Yo, mischievous ways, grouped in with the slaves,
In the home of the brave, still we fight to get paid.
These lemons ain’t make lemonade, we still misbehaved,
Can’t stand to get waved, decisions haunt us to the grave.

In this heat wave, who’s to say,
We can’t make it to the championship game?
Peep how she slay, in her own gorgeous way,
Jada to my will, but still we serenade.

Oh, you poor? Cry me a river of doubt,
Believe in the thieves feedin’ fam beyond south.
Seems like they figured it out, found a different route,
Loaf with the trout, I’m talkin’ money in the clout.

Pot of gold at the end of the rainbow,
Protect your health, keep your wealth on the lay low.
These angels never came with a halo,
Friends you can trust? Can you name those?

Yo, mischievous ways, grouped in with the slaves,
In the home of the brave, still we fight to get paid.
These lemons ain’t make lemonade, we still misbehaved,
Can’t stand to get waved, decisions haunt us to the grave.

In this heat wave, who’s to say,
We can’t make it to the championship game?
Peep how she slay, in her own gorgeous way,
Jada to my will, but still we serenade.

This the life we live, the breed we were born,
Protection from elders, yeah, that shit kept us warm.
In them dorms, had to go against the grain,
Till death do we swear, endure all this pain.

Tryin’ to make change, but it don’t register,
From the cradle to the grave, we fight competitors.
Deficits led us to loan shark creditors,
Through trials and tribulations, we elevate, forever...

Yo, mischievous ways, grouped in with the slaves,
In the home of the brave, still we fight to get paid.
These lemons ain’t make lemonade, we still misbehaved,
Can’t stand to get waved, decisions haunt us to the grave.

In this heat wave, who’s to say,
We can’t make it to the championship game?
Peep how she slay, in her own gorgeous way,
Jada to my will, but still we serenade.

Are there angels at heaven’s gate? If so, I’ll wait,
Bets on the parle, women of the night can’t relate.
Just lived through the coldest May, pray we don’t skate,
My niggas caught up with Jakes, gotta communicate.

This cold world need the sun to exist,
First day at school, gave her son a parting kiss.
If he ain’t make it to the honor list, who gives a shit?
Scholarships evaporate, like dreams they just quit.

Yo, mischievous ways, grouped in with the slaves,
In the home of the brave, still we fight to get paid.
These lemons ain’t make lemonade, we still misbehaved,
Can’t stand to get waved, decisions haunt us to the grave.

In this heat wave, who’s to say,
We can’t make it to the championship game?
Peep how she slay, in her own gorgeous way,
Jada to my will, but still we serenade.


The Forever Story [Demo]

Graduated top honors, thought everything was kush,
Single players, with attachments, did the rooks by the books.
Entrepreneurial dreams, yeah, success by every means,
Daily routine, but got stopped by the crooks.

And by the crooks, man, I’m talkin’ 'bout my crooked mind,
So naive, prescribed glasses, but still was blind.
Compromised, but luckily, my youth gave me time,
I was advised, faced the dangers of a psychotic mind.

Growin’ up never told, thought I’d never see a ward,
Awards and more, dreams were my only sword.
But the demons came creepin’, yeah, they knocked at my door,
Had me questionin’ my sanity, beggin’ for more.

And by the crooks, man, I’m talkin’ 'bout my crooked mind,
So naive, prescribed glasses, but still was blind.
Compromised, but luckily, my youth gave me time,
I was advised, faced the dangers of a psychotic mind.

What couldn’t I handle? Life’s a ruthless grind,
Championship run turned to perilous strife.
Pain’s a savage teacher, lookin’ deep in my eyes,
So naive, prescribed glasses, but still was blind.

Dangers of a mind twisted, led to my demise,
A word to the wise, cherish moments, they fly.
If he’s around, tell him you love and hold him tight,
God works in mysterious ways, that’s word to the night.

Graduated top honors, thought everything was kush,
Single players, with attachments, did the rooks by the books.
Entrepreneurial dreams, yeah, success by every means,
Daily routine, but got stopped by the crooks.

And by the crooks, man, I’m talkin’ 'bout my crooked mind,
So naive, prescribed glasses, but still was blind.
Compromised, but luckily, my youth gave me time,
This crooked journey’s mine, I’m claimin’ every line.

Graduated top honors, thought everything was kush,
Single players, with attachments, did the rooks by the books.
Entrepreneurial dreams, yeah, success by every means,
Daily routine, but got stopped by the crooks.

And by the crooks, man, I’m talkin’ 'bout my crooked mind,
So naive, prescribed glasses, but still was blind.
Compromised, but luckily, my youth gave me time,
I was advised, faced the dangers of a psychotic mind.

Growin’ up never told, thought I’d never see a ward,
Awards and more, dreams were my only sword.
But the demons came creepin’, yeah, they knocked at my door,
Had me questionin’ my sanity, beggin’ for more.


Other Doors [Demo]

Yo, my eyes lost in the inner black,
Lookin' at the world, lyin' on her back,
Feel alone, I’m a ghost until heaven crack,
Sittin' through turbulence, sirens fade, no slack.

Words get personal, cuttin' deep like a knife,
You see the heart on my sleeve, yeah, I let it bleed life.
Feel me in the streets, my spirit don’t sleep,
Too many left with the promise lost, feelin' weak.

Time ain't borrowed, for some, it took what’s ours,
What’s your head worth? Mum said it’s knowledge that empowers.
I don’t care ‘bout your P’s, news talkin' 'bout losses,
I’m comin' at ya raw, expressions twist like bosses.

Time heals all? That’s a temporary blessin’,
Anxiety’s hands caressin’, man, it’s a messin’.
Pain cut deeper than a dance in quicksand,
On my bojangles, two-steppin', tryin’ to stand.

I hope you lookin' for somethin' more than what's lost,
Only when it rains, it pours, feel that cost.
Faces in the stars, hard to see 'em align,
I just wanna be, be, be, lost in a paradise line.

Zonin' where sirens bleed, yo, can you perceive?
I’m tryna breathe, can’t you see? I just need to leave.
This my type of violence, silence killin' sounds,
Remind ‘em we ain't comin' from these struggling towns.

Hold fear in my heart, metal past in the dark,
In an ark, I’m driftin’, past participle, no spark.
Too many kids die young, trapped in the ghetto,
Pinocchios all around, where the hell’s Geppetto?

Sirens still fall down, petals drown in the blood,
So much crimson, crazy mind scratchin' through the mud.
Fuck the darkest, grace my face on guts and garters,
Full blood, twisted martyr, man, I miss my father.

So I hope you lookin' for somethin' raw, somethin' real,
When it rains, it pours, that’s just how we feel.
I’m lost in the inner black, yeah, that’s the deal,
But my spirit don’t sleep, I just yearn for the heal.

Yo, my eyes lost in the inner black,
Lookin' at the world, lyin' on her back,
Feel alone, I’m a ghost until heaven crack,
Sittin' through turbulence, sirens fade, no slack.

Words get personal, cuttin' deep like a knife,
You see the heart on my sleeve, yeah, I let it bleed life.
Feel me in the streets, my spirit don’t sleep,
Too many left with the promise lost, feelin' weak.

Time ain't borrowed, for some, it took what’s ours,
What’s your head worth? Mum said it’s knowledge that empowers.
I don’t care ‘bout your P’s, news talkin' 'bout losses,
I’m comin' at ya raw, expressions twist like bosses.

Time heals all? That’s a temporary blessin’,
Anxiety’s hands caressin’, man, it’s a messin’.
Pain cut deeper than a dance in quicksand,
On my bojangles, two-steppin', tryin’ to stand.


Silhouettes [Demo]

I Can’t feel the love, watch the moonshine
Burning through the hours, cut the phone line
The Scent of Cigarettes, on your Gorgeous Breath
I Apologise, for making you Upset

Doesn't feel Good anymore..
Lo Siento.. Mi Amor
Accidental, In the Rental 
I broke your Heart to the Core

Doesn't feel Good anymore
Lo Siento.. Mi Amor
In Rental, Accidental 
Your Tore my Heart into Four

I Can’t feel the love, watch the moonshine
Burning through the hours, cut the phone line
The Scent of Cigarettes, on your Gorgeous Breath
I Apologise, for making you Upset

I Said I'm Sorry… What can I do to make it right?
Cigarettes in the Morning, You told you wanted to Die
And That Convo you Recorded… used to make me Cry
So who i am to wonder why… you’re not my mine 

Doesn't feel Good anymore..
Lo Siento.. Mi Amor
Accidental, In the Rental 
I broke your Heart to the Core

Doesn't feel Good anymore
Lo Siento.. Mi Amor
In Rental, Accidental 
Your Tore my Heart into Four


Doesn’t Feel Good Anymore [Demo]

Gbenga is an artist hailing from South London. 

Influenced by Kendrick Lamar, Sampha & Kanye West, his top-tier lyricism, virtuosic microphone command, and sharp conceptual vision consolidate his musical journey.