A fusion of classical with drill characteristics 

El3gance in the stre3ts

[Gbenga]
Yo, breaking the curse, little space for the purse,
It's a purge, all my ni**as wanna surge,
Seems like your actions rehearsed,
But those actions gon' lead you to the hearse,

Only speak the truth, girl, it’s true,
If only you had a clue 'bout my life outside the booth,
The sound of success, so sweet,
Last year you could’ve found me out on Gwendolen Street,

One day you’ll want me, but I’ll be long gone,
I just pray that you’re in it for the long haul,
I didn’t want to end this way, Baby I’m sorry,
But stay strong, babygirl, and please don’t worry, x2

Feelings cascade through the day shift,
Down to the basics, I was patient, let’s say this,
But I was gone, would you even care?
Takes a lot these days for one to shed a tear,

He departed swiftly, but did you even know him?
Things you could’ve shown him, now you’re down lonely,
How dare you rub your hands on this beloved trophy?
The victory, the accolades, the one and only,

One day you’ll want me, but I’ll be long gone,
I just pray that you’re in it for the long haul,
I didn’t want to end this way, baby I’m sorry,
But stay strong, babygirl, and please don’t worry, x2

[Jordan]
Yeah, 
I stress acceptance in these verses I deliver 
Cuz how could what feels right go to the left like broke calipers 
I had you by my side but you were gone before the winter 
Wrote a letter and you cried in the arms of another nigga 
Took some time to put my pieces back together 
And still I found a way to support all of your endeavors 
Even when it made no sense to me I looked at you like treasure 
Tho you were never mine I hoped one day I’d have the pleasure
But as the years went by you weren’t the same as when I met ya 
And that’s to be expected I been changing for the better 
Through the pain I’ve learned that discipline is calming under pressure 
One day my name will start to live on longer than forever 
You could’ve been a part of that instead you chose to sever any chance of reconciling with a man who’s been there for you 4 Novembers 
That’s all you get I should’ve gave you less but it’s whatever 
Don’t hold your breathe for me cuz I’ll be justified to - let ya

The Future Was Disappointing (feat. Jordan)

Timebomb

VELCRO

TBH (demo) 2021

Nobody can help me, I’ve been battling my health,
Somedays I feel like I’m battling myself,
Cried out for help, but nobody's there,
When I was down and out, looks like nobody cared.

Heartbroken, insides torn to pieces,
Broken, but somehow, I'm healing, no leases.
Dealing with decisions, that I made,
We all take that shit to the grave, it won't fade.
Feeling so lost, yeah, I’ve been wasting time,
People that coulda helped, they weren’t so kind.
Blind to success, life’s a tangled mess,
I’d rather guess than stay trapped in distress.

Nobody can help me, I’ve been battling my health,
Somedays I feel like I’m battling myself,
Cried out for help, but nobody's there,
When I was down and out, looks like nobody cared.

Lessons burned, bitch, lessons never learned,
It’s your turn, but that wasn’t my concern.
Maybe we find peace in a church on a Sunday,
Or maybe in a hearse, man, it’s all just gunplay.
Fought for hours, did you even care?
Battling these demons, when nobody was there.
Everyone wants me to share, but did they even care?
Trying to reconcile with my friends, but it’s rare.

Nobody can help me, I’ve been battling my health,
Somedays I feel like I’m battling myself,
Cried out for help, but nobody's there,
When I was down and out, looks like nobody cared.

No matter the reason, still a reason to live,
Deceived by those big wigs, they take but never give.
Trying to find peace, like the Middle East,
Taming a beast, with a lion unleashed.
Damn life’s stressful, moments eventful,
Gotta be careful, bodies always hurtful.
It’s a damn shame when no one respects you,
You coulda been helpful, now I start to resent you.

Nobody can help me, I’ve been battling my health,
Somedays I feel like I’m battling myself,
Cried out for help, but nobody's there,
When I was down and out, looks like nobody cared.

Caught in this mess, man, I paid all my dues,
A few left in the crew, who would've knew?
Last one in the queue, first one to sue,
You shoulda had a clue, I’m just breaking through.
Abused so many times, can’t wash off this stain,
This pain that I’m battling, unraveling the shame.
It’s a game that we play and no, you can’t save,
On the train that day, it was raining in May.


Slow Dancing In The Dark [Demo]

Slinky

Yellow Stone Cowboy is for all of the fans of the Yellow Stone tv series.  Featuring Aether Flux Lewis on vocals.

YellowStone Cowboy ReVampd

Yellowstone Cowboy ReVampd (Country Rock)

Yo, the Lord our Saviour, but the devil deceiving,
Congregation stealing, grand theft from the preacher,
Bamboozled by the treacherous leaders,
Sippin’ on that poison, got us all misbelieving.

Weaponry ban, narcos on demand,
Fed us lies, proposed white Jesus, that’s the plan,
Jungle fever, black man can’t be a believer,
Took the soul from the block, we shout for a rebirth.

Who we supposed to believe?
When the hands of the thieves, covered in blood, weave,
Business degrees get sent to the squat,
Rot, or get caught with a weapon in your hand, hot.x2

They preach love but live hate,
In a church where the truth’s got a twist of fate,
Evil creeping, like a thief in the night,
While we sing hallelujah, truth’s outta sight.

Grannies grieved, buried babies under the ground,
Dog-house rabies, lost but never found,
Spirit whisperin’, mislead in the night,
Deceive us, but we allocate all praises to Christ.

Who we supposed to believe?
When the hands of the thieves, covered in blood, weave,
Business degrees get sent to the squat,
Rot, or get caught with a weapon in your hand, hot. x2

Cutthroat, oak tree, and a rope,
Used to hang, now we hang with no hope,
What's your plan? Do you have one?
Or are you just here for the anthem, son?

Summoned those demons, dressed in noir,
Ski-mask ways, fresh cigar,
How far you willing to take it?
Waiting for the throne, while the truth’s vacant.

Who we supposed to believe?
When the hands of the thieves, covered in blood, weave,
Business degrees get sent to the squat,
Rot, or get caught with a weapon in your hand, hot. x2

Yo, the Lord our Saviour, but the devil deceiving,
Congregation stealing, grand theft from the preacher,
Bamboozled by the treacherous leaders,
Sippin’ on that poison, got us all misbelieving.

Weaponry ban, narcos on demand,
Fed us lies, proposed white Jesus, that’s the plan,
Jungle fever, black man can’t be a believer,
Took the soul from the block, we shout for a rebirth.

Who we supposed to believe?
When the hands of the thieves, covered in blood, weave,
Business degrees get sent to the squat,
Rot, or get caught with a weapon in your hand, hot.x2

They preach love but live hate,
In a church where the truth’s got a twist of fate,
Evil creeping, like a thief in the night,
While we sing hallelujah, truth’s outta sight.

Grannies grieved, buried babies under the ground,
Dog-house rabies, lost but never found,
Spirit whisperin’, mislead in the night,
Deceive us, but we allocate all praises to Christ.


Temporary Highs In The Violet Skies [Demo]

ELEVATIONSXX is about rising above the noise not through escape, but through remembrance. Turner reconnects with fragments of who he’s been across time, realizing that growth isn’t climbing higher, it’s remembering deeper.

The track represents spiritual altitude that feeling of being everywhere and nowhere at once, suspended between memory and evolution.

ELEVATIONSXX

My entry for the Remix contest, hosted by SKIO Music.

Gallant - Sharpest Edges (Mart N Lowe ReSoul)

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.