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RED LIGHTS [prod gort]

The Thin Grey Line

BAD HABIT! (FT. GORT) (PROD. SIXTHSIN)

got my finger on the trigger
thanks to ryan c for production

FINGER ON THE TRIGGER (PROD. RYAN C)

thank you to ryan c for production
gonda and mongo dropping every wednesday

GODHAND (PROD. RYAN C)

FROM THE BAY TO BRAZIL
SHOUTOUT OUR BOY EF

WE DOIN' FINE (PROD. EF)

GORT ES EL MEJOR ARTISTA FT GODHANDUSA [prod gort]

HAPPY VALENTINES! 💘
NEW SHIT EVERY WEEK 🪬

I HATE YOU (PROD. NXTTY)

LYRICS:

Not nobody that’s like me bitch,
Pop out, find me
I need blood on my nikes bitch,
Pop out, try me
Fuck life I promise,
On that shit ‘till death
That boy still conscious,
Y’all ain’t beat him yet
Not nobody that’s like me bitch,
Pop out, find me
I need blood on my nikes bitch,
Pop out, try me
Fuck life I promise,
On that shit ‘till death
That boy still conscious,
Y’all ain’t beat him yet

I ain’t felt like this in a minute,
I got stress in my body that probably kill anybody still walk out ten
Shit my eye been twitching for two weeks
I don’t trust nobody it’s all me
I been wishing I could cop a K and get rid of you bitch,
Y’all not gon pay me

Why the fuck would I talk to somebody?
Like it’s something I gain if I tell ‘em it’s pain that I probably just deal with ‘till I die
I been bleeding OD since birth,
Speed it up bitch y’all print that shirt
Don’t drop shit if I die that’s dirt,
Lock up the vault bitch let shit burn

Not nobody that’s like me bitch,
Pop out, find me
I need blood on my nikes bitch,
Pop out, try me
Fuck life I promise,
On that shit ‘till death
That boy still conscious,
Y’all ain’t beat him yet

We bought automatics just to keep the rent low
Who want me to use it bitch, let me know
We bought automatics just to keep the rent low
Who want me to use it bitch
Who want me to,
Who want me to

POSTHUMOUS [PROD. SKOTSKR]

LYRICS:

Tryna get rich then pick my issues back up I’m not tryna quit
Didn’t my best shit sound like I got fucked up shit I prolly did
What’s up with you? Ima keep running my mouth then buy myself a crib
Bitch I been knew, I’m supposed to be fucked up I’m my mommas kid
Try and tell me what the fuck I’m really supposed to talk about then we could die about it
Shit that’s written in my DNA could tell me why I never got to write about it
Why the fuck I couldn’t cry about it,
Why the fuck it’s all blood sweat and my liver taking all the hits ‘bout it

Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah yeah
Fuck that shit don’t call me nothing bitch
I trust me and mine, you don’t know who you fucking with
Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah yeah
Fuck that shit don’t call me nothing bitch
I trust me and mine, you don’t know who you fucking with

You don’t know who the fuck I am,
And don’t try and tell me what the fuck I’m really talking ‘bout,
And don’t try and act like you know better bitch,
I could finish shit, get shit wrapped up and I flip the script
Get them pages ripped, get them memories stripped I’m uh,
Not making them same mistakes again get what the fuck I want
Done feeling like shit ‘bout something I said I’m on my fucking job
You don’t gotta like shit ‘bout me it’s a lot of you people like I give a fuck
Motherfucker it’s up
Yeah

Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah yeah
Fuck that shit don’t call me nothing bitch
I trust me and mine, you don’t know who you fucking with
Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah yeah
Fuck that shit don’t call me nothing bitch
I trust me and mine, you don’t know who you fucking with

NOTHING [PROD. SKOTSKR]

LYRICS:

I got old friends tripping on shit they don’t know ‘bout
Go head piss on identity you don’t know shit ‘bout me
I know you probably flip on me
We don’t need no discussion I see what you talking ‘bout
Let ‘em burn you on word of mouth
I don’t stand with no pussy I step on them memories
I put holes in that energy you not the first motherfucker to fuck up the legacy

If I could I’d go back and rip all of them verses in half, fuck it I still might
I don’t know what you going through, 
Got you dragging this shit that we built through the fucking dirt
Me and you on a fucking shirt, boy I wish I could talk this shit out of your fucking head
This why I don’t got fucking friends,
Ay it kill me to hear what you feel ‘bout the way I am
I don’t want you to get this shit backwards,
I’m not no bitch what you fuck up the past for
Ay I wish I could tell you this shit didn’t hurt me,
You wouldn’t care if you heard me
Ay it’s fuck that now I don’t give a fuck
I keep shutting my mouth I should pick it up
I got people I love that you ripping up
Motherfucker I’m outside with it up

Tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s, tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s, tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s, tell me it’s, tell me it’s

Check out how much you dead to me
Ay you fucked up, bet, I made a new enemy
All that shit that you fed to me
Better fah fah fah peace out ten of me
Bet it be what you let it be
Bitch I packed up every one of them memories
Pick a side I got energy
Bitch fah fah fah fah

IDENTITY [PROD. SKOTSKR]

LYRICS:

GONDA:
EVER SINCE I WAS A YOUNG BOY, I WANTED TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE
HARMONY IN THE DISSONANCE
PEOPLE LIVE IN SHADOW EVERY, SOMETIMES I WONDER, ARE YOU REALLY LISTENIN’?
CAN YOU HEAR THE PAIN IN MY VOICE? THE CHILD OF AN IMMIGRANT
HALF WHITE, OTHER SIDE IS INDIGENOUS
BOTH SIDES COLONIZED, OUT OF PLACE
HAVE ISSUES BEIN’ INTIMATE

HOW COULD YOU LOVE ME IF I DON’T LOVE MYSELF?
THE GOVERNMENT DOESN’T CARE ABOUT MY HEALTH
OLD STORIES ‘BOUT A COUNTRY WITHOUT WEALTH
WHY I KEEP A WEAPON TUCKED UNDER MY BELT
NO ONE EVER GAVE A FUCK ABOUT HOW WE FELT
I’MMA WALK UNTIL MY KNEES AND MY FEET SWELL
YOU CANNOT BE ILLEGAL ON STOLEN LAND
GOD IS THE CLICK, CLACK, POW IN MY HAND
INSTITUTIONS FAIL US, NO ONE TO BAIL US OUT THIS TIME
THE ICE TRUCK AIN’T BRINGIN’ SWEET TREATS, TAKIN’ PAPA AWAY
NOW A CHILD GROWS UP WITHOUT A FATHER
SELF IMMOLATION, MAKE YOURSELF A MARTYR
SHOUTOUT REAGAN, BUSH, NIXON, AND JIMMY CARTER
MADE US INTO SLAVES TO PAVE A WAY FOR SATAN
THEY WANT CONFORMITY, OBEY, ASSIMILATION
IS IT THE LEGACY OF OUR NATION?
ARE PEOPLE TOO WEAK, DISTRACTED AND IMPATIENT?
CONSUMED BY THE MONEY, SUBSTANCE, AND ATTENTION
POLLUTIN’ THE EARTH, UNCONCERNED WITH ASCENSION
WORK A 9 TO 5 SO YOU GOT NO TIME FOR REBELLION
THEY KNOW EXACTLY WHAT’S IN YO BRAIN
WHEN YOU GOT NOTHIN’ LEFT TO LOSE AND YOU OUT OF VAPE JUICE
AND IT’S TOO LATE, WILL YOU MAKE A CHANGE? AYE…

EVER SINCE I WAS A YOUNG BOY, I WANTED TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE
HARMONY IN THE DISSONANCE
PEOPLE LIVE IN SHADOW EVERY, SOMETIMES I WONDER, ARE YOU REALLY LISTENIN’?
CAN YOU HEAR THE PAIN IN MY VOICE? THE CHILD OF AN IMMIGRANT
HALF WHITE, OTHER SIDE IS INDIGENOUS
BOTH SIDES COLONIZED, OUT OF PLACE
HAVE ISSUES BEIN’ INTIMATE

MONGO:
I WAS JUST A KID BATTLIN’ FOR CRUMBS
ON THAT SCHOOLYARD, AIN’T NO 2 OR 10, I WAS A 1
TEACHER TELLIN’ ME LIES OF HOW IT CAME TO BE
KEPT ME OSTRACIZED, COVERED MY EYES, CAN’T SEE THE SUN
I’MMA BE 25 IN A COUPLE MONTHS
REALITY I THOUGHT INSPIRIN’, CRUMBLIN’ TO DUST
POWER DONS IN DISGUISE HARASS MY MOTHER’S SON
FOR THE COLOR OF HIS SKIN, WHY YOU THINK I KEEP A GUN?
LET’S GO OUTSIDE
IF ANY OF OUR HEROES STILL ALIVE
I PRAY I SURVIVE THIS APOCALYPSE OF THE MIND
TRYNA STRIP ME OF MY PRIDE, GRIPPIN’ UP ON MY 9
WALKIN’ IN SILENCE
KEEP YO HEAD DOWN AND PUT YO HANDS UP
STAY IN THAT CIRCLE, YOU’LL BE AIGHT
(YESSIR)
NO HARM, LET ME DISARM YA ARMOR
YOU JUST GOTTA STEP INTO THE RED AND BLUE LIGHT
(YESSIR)

GONDA & MONGO:
EVER SINCE I WAS A YOUNG BOY, I WANTED TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE
HARMONY IN THE DISSONANCE
PEOPLE LIVE IN SHADOW EVERY, SOMETIMES I WONDER, ARE YOU REALLY LISTENIN’?
CAN YOU HEAR THE PAIN IN MY VOICE? THE CHILD OF AN IMMIGRANT
HALF WHITE, OTHER SIDE IS INDIGENOUS
BOTH SIDES COLONIZED, OUT OF PLACE
HAVE ISSUES BEIN’ INTIMATE
(LET’S GO OUTSIDE)
EVER SINCE I WAS A YOUNG BOY, I WANTED TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE
HARMONY IN THE DISSONANCE
PEOPLE LIVE IN SHADOW EVERY, SOMETIMES I WONDER, ARE YOU REALLY LISTENIN’?
(LET’S GO OUTSIDE)
CAN YOU HEAR THE PAIN IN MY VOICE? THE CHILD OF AN IMMIGRANT
HALF WHITE, OTHER SIDE IS INDIGENOUS
BOTH SIDES COLONIZED, OUT OF PLACE
HAVE ISSUES BEIN’ INTIMATE

HOW COULD YOU LOVE ME?

INDIGENOUS IMMIGRANT (PROD. JAMES GORCZYCA)

GODHANDUSA - SALVATION (CUBIE FLIP)

WE LOVE EVERYBODY (IT'S STILL FUCK EVERYBODY)

IT'S STILL FUCK EVERYBODY (PROD. BUMBOI)

Produced By Jourdain Casper.



Genre: West Coast Hip-Hop / Smooth R&B Twerk
Tempo: 94 BPM



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