Produced by Whyandotte & Mixed & Mastered by Anthony Cipolla

Lyrics:

I'm staying smoother than vaseline on you baby
Thinkin' I ain't the shit
Well damn girl you crazy
Nah I'm geekin' 
Like drinking on a Friday
Knowing you work all weekend
But yeah it's cool though
Like soft serve and two scoops
Spent many days with you
Laid with you
Gripping on that Culo
Played with you
Stayed with you
Counting up fool's gold
I remember them days when I would wallow
And then we poured up some Nuvo
Bae, we flying too close
Our conscious was too gone
Father God, tell us why this so hard?
Why this done gave us these scars?
Why God done dealt us these cards? 
But they dealt
And at the end of it
I'm laying with a suit
So as long as you stick by my side then I'll be in this til I die, that's on my life.

Hands up and down
Windows open
That's how I ride
The world go round
Can't nobody play with my life
My life
My life

life [prod. whyandotte]

"Swiff Goes Latin" is a captivating instrumental beat tape that takes listeners on a rhythmic journey through the vibrant and pulsating world of Rio De Janeiro. This compilation of beats is a fusion of Latin jazz, hip hop, and rich sounds of Latin America. This creates a tapestry of sonic landscapes that will transport you to the heart of Latin culture.

Swiff Goes Latin (beattape)

Nights

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STBB918 - LEYTON HOUSE

STbb918 89 Benz  Loops 2 Ride 2

Freestyle Friday 9 prod. Shot-B

collab with the brudda https://soundcloud.com/gijqlt 
vibe with this / ima rap on this joint as well watch out for that

Korporal K x gijqlt-Drugland

treble hold conf!gurat!on

fragments

[intro]
“You still sleepin’? Follow the rabbit…”
“You still sleepin’? Follow the rabbit…”


[verse 1]
If voting made a difference
Then they wouldn't let us do it
If money bought us happiness
Then they wouldn't let us use it
If workin' made us wealthy
They would work us to the ground
If freedom made us powerful
They'd sell it by the pound
Yeah, If knowledge was the answer
Then they wouldn't let us have it
And If war solved our problems
Then it wouldn’t be a habit
The truth’s already out there
Waiting for you to grab it
So pull your head out the sand
And follow the white rabbit

[hook]
They don’t want you to know (nah)
They don’t want you to see (nah)
They feed you the lies
While they pocket the fee
They don’t want you to rise (nah)
They don’t want you to grow (nah)
If truth is the weapon
Then consider this the blow

[verse 2]
They flood the feed with fiction, got the sheep up in submission
While the real ones go missin’ for exposin’ the transmission
False gods in position, wearin' suits like superstition
Sellin' fear in high-def, that's a 4K crucifixion
Mind control's a prism, they be flippin' your decisions
Turnin’ schools into prisons, turnin' truth into religion
They patentin' the wisdom, keepin' souls up for auction
While we worship the illusion, they be studyin' concoctions
I drop bars like a doctrine — encrypted and obnoxious
Every line’s a detonation, every thought’s a bit toxic
Yo, they baitin’ your conscience with convenience and a screen
But I seen behind the curtain, where they fabricate the dream
This ain't rap — it's a map to escape the simulation
Each word’s a blade that’s cuttin' through the disinformation
Open your eye, past the static and the static cling
We the glitch in the code — now crash the master code

[hook]
They don’t want you to know (nah)
They don’t want you to see (nah)
They feed you the lies
While they pocket the fee
They don’t want you to rise (nah)
They don’t want you to grow (nah)
If truth is the weapon
Then consider this the blow

[record skips]

[bridge]
Follow the rabbit, leave the trap
Wake from the dream, no lookin’ back
They sold us chains and called it gold
But now we see what’s really cold
Follow the rabbit, down the hole
Unplug your mind, take back control

[verse 3]
Yo...
They feedin' you dreams through intravenous beams
While the algorithm schemes in the seams of your screens
You scroll through the static like it’s scripture and gold
But the code’s full of cracks where the truth never told
Got a vault in your soul, and they pickin’ the locks
With convenience and clocks, got you tickin' in box
Like your value’s in stocks, and your thoughts in a jar
While they auction your data, and they label it “art”
I'm the spark in the dark, where the circuits collapse
The syntax savage with the verses that slap
Like the ghost of a monk with a digital axe
Turnin' silicon lies into spiritual facts
Yo, my bars ain't bars — they dimensional gates
Where the rhymes bend time and dismantle the fakes
With a blade in the bassline, I'm cuttin’ the trance
Slicin’ through the program like a serpent in dance
I seen prophets in hoodies and angels in hood spots
Buildin' kingdoms from echoes in vacant bus stops
Where the cyphers breathe fire in the cracks of the globe
And the pulse of the people is the path to decode
So follow the glyphs in the grid when it glows
Where the rabbit still runs and the realness still grows
The signal’s been sent, now the sleeper awoke—
And this verse is the key that unlocks what they broke...

[final hook]
They don’t want you to know (nah)
They don’t want you to see (nah)
They feed you the lies
While they pocket the fee
They don’t want you to rise (nah)
They don’t want you to grow (nah)
If truth is the weapon
Then consider this the blow

[record scratch, record skips]

[ends]

RABBIT (feat. Pet Shop Prophets)

GNL Biggs is an introspective hip-hop artist from Mansfield, Ohio. Between growing up in Cleveland, the West and North sides of Mansfield, Biggs has faced and overcome every type of challenge presented growing up in 'The Field'. After doing a stint in the Army after high school, Biggs while still living in Seattle started his music journey . With two projects already out, Biggs delivers a sound rooted in truth, and fighting to overcome the personal warzone that is life.

Elevated by sharp wordplay and real emotion, expect a sound that hits both the mind and the heart. Biggs merges the grit and precision of late-90s East Coast, the southern soul, and the West Coast air. "I’m building from all of it, not copying, just carrying the art form forward and putting on for the Mid-West." Now being based in Columbus he believes he represents the whole of Ohio. The "Crossroads" of Hip-Hop where all the styles meet.

Independent
For any inquiries hit OfficialGNLMusic@gmail.com