It's always gonna something.
with: @lvstforpain

SNUB NOSE W/ LVST [PROD. ILYAH]

i might not breathe 
bring out the hatred 
and devil in me 
bitch 
closing my teeth 
silence is more than just 
blanketing me 
fuck 
stuck underneath 
underground? i been stuck underneath 
bent my back for people smaller than me 
and you broke that trust
now you're bothering me 

now 
when it begins 
i might stomp and stab a couple of ribs 
i might grab and dip a couple of twigs
and ill paint that brain on the hood of the whip 
it's the clearest day for a puddle of piss if a pebble falls will it roll to the rock 
talking like the fucking cream of the crop 
is a sentence to death like a rat to a hawk 

now ill say this again 
first you must suffer to reign among men 
i cannot finish what never commenced 
to the start of the life 
to the brink of my death 
the chain of my youth 
felt so alone with nobody to soothe 
another stone thrown 
to the unlucky few 
that had nothing to eat 
that had nowhere to puke 


look 
down 
look down 
down 


just look down
little suffering for nobody now 


to the television 
to the public vision 
to the fucking prisons 
who the fuck is kidding 
you people get convicted 
like a competition 
like incompetence is in your fucking mission 
with that low ambition 
blame it on conditions 
that silver spoon is saying something different

REIGN [PROD. SUNI VEGA]

Track 3 of SMILE RED DEVIL
Vocals by @gullyspit and @jaealaska
Production by gullyspit


Chorus: @gullyspit
no applause 
we ain’t even really started
pulling up the curtain now I’m turning to a target 
got my 45 
turning Jackson to a Pollock 
I ain’t having fun if it ain’t a little toxic
putting chronic in my backwoods
we been moving backwards
UG rappers girl still getting carded
it’s that 
dearly departed 
new suit in a casket
waiting for the violence 
setting fire to mansions

Verse 1: @gullyspit
Forbes list getting turned to the past tense
everybody talking bitch I’m waiting for that action 
imitation never get the same reaction 
gully ain’t a person he is just a piece of fashion 
the devil in the same old suit 
no David this Goliath got a combat boot
seeing ghosts around the corner like turn of the screw
need a new pig pen for the boys in blue 
I had my worst day ever, where the drugs at?
pushing through this paper like a motherfucking thumbtack
watch you stutter for a comeback
they aint never gonna come back
spinning till I’m sick of feeling sickness 
got guns up on my wish list 
feel the violence in yo body like a sickness
been a lot but never been a witness
i ain’t saying nothing piggy go about your business

Chorus

Verse 2: @jaealaska
My mental melting like Dali
Don’t know what got inside me
Unless it was psilocybin 
You better know what you started 
I hit em from every angle while dangling off the target 
Fade away like an echo 
Put you under like metro 
So it’s back to the basics 
Summon the devastation
You could ready the table the garnish in preparation 
Smoking on something something 
That burn away concentration 
“Yo gully open the window it’s starting to smell like bacon” 
Ever through the vapors you could tell just that I’m capably 
Giving you a dozen out the oven like a bakery 
Walked along a narrow path and look at where it’s taken me 
Never one to settle my worst enemy complacency 
Enough of the shit I’ve had it 
It’s tragic the way they acting 
You not apart of the faction 
I don’t believe in you bastards 
I splatter and get to bashing 
And breathing fire like dragons 
They brain controlling the system 
The bullets follow like Manson

Bridge: @jaealaska
I’m, hanging desolate 
High and I’m burning elegant 
Feeling my soul ascend til I’m disconnected irrelevant 
Just by the measurement 
Eyes resemble the sediment 
See you lacking the deficit 
Now that death looking eminent

Chorus

Pollock w/ Jae Alaska

Produced by Gullyspit

Lyrics:

Verse 1:

see my reflection like a stain on the wall
them ugly little marks 
I’m ashing out my cigarette 
I fidget till another sparks 
I’m coughing up that asphalt that’s covered up in tire marks
greyer than the concrete that covers up entire parks 
flowers crawling up the crack I bet tomorrow they'll decay 
weathers like a hellscape as I empty out my ashtray
I got no pictures but I think when I was young 
and looked around i don’t remember looking so Grey 

Bridge:
man shut the fuck up for a second 
like I give a shit 
you staring at the mirror asking 
who lit yo last cigarette 
you chose to be that ignorant 
that violent belligerent
with knives up in the kitchen in between yo fucking finger tips

Hook:
why focus on that terrible you?
pull the trigger heard a bullet fly by terrible you
n shit no places feel like home when it’s just terrible you 
who left me all alone to play with terrible you? 
why focus on that terrible you?
pull the trigger heard the bullets they missed terrible you
bomb a business 
wreck your credit
flick a needle 
burn investments
triple homi
co defendants
me and terrible you 

Verse 2;
when your sober I can’t speak to you
loosen up and focus back on all the drugs
this paranoia got its grip on you
when your sober it’s unbearable
why focus on the terrible?
you feel the tremors creeping
somethings in the wind again 
you double check the locks on all the medicine
go ahead and can call the hospital 
they’ll tell you nothings wrong with you 
you want some sickness step outside 
it’s been a year or two 


Bridge:
man shut the fuck up for a second 
like I give a shit 
you staring at the mirror asking 
who lit yo last cigarette 
you chose to be that ignorant 
that violent belligerent
with knives up in the kitchen in between yo fucking finger tips

Hook:
why focus on that terrible you?
pull the trigger heard a bullet fly by terrible you
n shit no places feel like home when it’s just terrible you 
who left me all alone to play with terrible you? 
why focus on that terrible you?
pull the trigger heard the bullets they missed terrible you
bomb a business 
wreck your credit
flick a needle 
burn investments
triple homi
co defendants
me and terrible you

Terrible You

Collaboration between Gullyspit and @salivagrey
Produced/Engineered by Gullyspit

Lyrics:
Verse 1: Gullyspit
this that 1989 shit we bringing in the tanks 
now we got to attention you forgot about the flanks
got you hiding from your neighbours all your papers in the safe
3D printed guns, thermite all over the banks 
I got paranoia creeping it’s a feeling I can’t shake
perestroika agents i can’t roll around with snakes
got y’all wishing to be royals I want royals on stake
the world is up in flames shit you just survived a plague 
and still you happy with whatever they can’t finish off they plate
cut you into pieces like they cutting up a steak
killing in the name shit nobody can escape 
put your hands together for a bullet in yo brain 
throw yo body in the drain send you back into the ocean 
go neglect yo kids and fantasize bout a promotion 
this that violence you provoking 
they neck was made for choking
you think that I been joking ?
Chorus:  Gullyspit
this that needles in yo iris
that cut away the virus 
that random act of violence 
that exit hole so wide it’s just a blessing that he lifeless 
we looking for a problem
we hear to cause a crisis
x2
Verse 2: SALIVA GREY
Flush you little shit stain yo body go in septic 
Disembowel all yo membranes embodiment of fetish
Pissing up on yo grave like I took a diuretic
Seizing through yo brain now you be looking epileptic 
I’m encrypting all my messages
Show me where the evidence?
Post traumatic blessed suicidal Grey the veteran
Who gon set the precedent?
Cities looking desolate
Power to the people tell me where the fuck our leverage is?
No etiquette 
Sever yo fucking hope ain’t gon be better days
We get erased 
Evaporate
Yo limbs gon fucking separate
That 9 to 5
Yo fucking life
I really hope you get a raise
Man fuck y’all dependent the way you be living can’t think for yourself ain’t no vision
I put my dick right where yo sight is
Population spineless
Gully and Saliva spit that Grey up in yo eyelids 
Hive is acting righteous 
Complain about yo life when
This shit was handed to you on a platter ain’t gon bite in?
This that 1945 shit
Gon vaporize yo family
You such a fucking fetus Wish yo mama took a plan b
This that change that you demanding
I hope that you can’t stand me
You’ll never understand me
Bridge: Gullyspit
this that plaque above the gum line
bitch we that type of rotten 
we that typa a toxin
you that typa weasel
there aint shit we got in common 
we got glass up in our pocket 
welcome to the market 
everyone around us is just here to make a profit 
hit you in yo stomach all yo words have turned to vomit 
 be cautious
bullets coming at you like a Kennedy in office 
why they stop at Jonny they forgot about the Congress ?
Chorus x2

GUMLINE w/ SALIVA GREY

Produced by Gullyspit
Engineered by Gullyspit

intro hook:
I HEARD THE BOMBS HIT GROZNY
8 OZ’s and they hitting like they baki
PYSCHO SOCIAL TERRORIST LOOK ICY
THEY don’t REALLY LIKE ME 

verse 1:
out here living with the jingos got me going really crazy
i ain’t tryna fight you cause my 45 got no safety 
bitch I, bitch I been that black tar i been that gutter baby
y’all can’t really phase me
talking to the cops probably signing affidavits
you ain’t scaring me boy look down at your hands
why they shaking? told them come collect they mans
y’all ain’t making moves hope y’all got another plan
she wanna make a movie told her don’t use any hands
bridge 1:
everybody hit the floor
they been aiming at the windows 
C4 and flip phone
send these fucker to the moon
I’m on my cleaver shit 
my m19 ho chi min shit
that bomb strapped to your Beamer
shit go ahead quick turn the keys
put your ass on CNN LIKE

Hook 2:
I HEARD THE BOMBS HIT GROZNY
8 OZ’s and they hitting like they baki
PYSCHO SOCIAL TERRORIST LOOKING ICY
THEY don’t REALLY LIKE ME 
THATS CAUSE THEY AINT LIKE ME
x2

breakdown:
fuck the BASSLINE y’all don’t sound right
this shit basic y’all just sound bites
yo audience is all fucking alt-right 
stuck in my basement waiting to die, I
pass the note to the teller 
tell her give me those funds
pipe bombs on the pipelines
y’all ain’t ready for the flood 
/INTERLUDE/
bridge 2:
everybody hit the floor
they be aiming at the windows 
C4 and flip phone
send these fucker to the moon
I’m on my cleaver shit 
my m19 ho chi min shit
that bomb strapped to your Beamer
shit go ahead quick turn the keys
put your ass on CNN

hook 3:
I HEARD THE BOMBS HIT GROZNY
8 OZ’s and they hitting like they baki
PYSCHO SOCIAL TERRORIST LOOK ICY
THEY don’t REALLY LIKE ME 
THATS CAUSE THEY AINT LIKE ME
x2
*out here living with the*
outro: 
y’all don’t really wanna play
get my money get the fuck up our way
on my dick on my dick
that’s where everybody stay
don’t waste my time
go ahead and gimme brain

Grozny

CANSINO x GULLYSPIT

@luiscansino

Inside the Beast

Intro:
This is what the outside world has to offer
Is he a man or a monster?

Verse 1:
cocaine in my mucus
living in the gallows it might just set me free
i been feeling passed around been feeling STD
needles in my stomach and I’m hungry as can be
they open up my eyes tape my eyelids to my cheek
staring at the ceiling when that guillotine release
something like the nicotine that’s filtered through my teeth
staring at the bodies and pretend they been asleep
for a week, they been weak

Pre-Chorus: 
they ain’t coming with the back water flowing out the gutters 
from the flood
got they bones cracking under all the pressure from the mud 
and the bodies go ballistic they go feral 
seeing broken pictures of their homes looking sterile
smell the blood and they go wild 

Hook:
off whatever’s on the block
whatever’s on the corner 
hands is grabbing what they got
they been handing me the rot
fingers in the wound getting sewn into the edges
so it’s clots

Verse 2:
hammer to the skull of the cattle
hear it crack
and it’s music to ear's
i been making songs that I never wanna hear 
i been talking loud but the words are never clear 
go read the caption
you dont get the message go ahead ignore my  ramblings
jump Infront crowd
then I thank them for the trampling
looking hella proud as I swallow the grenade
they stuck inside a beast
looking pretty and behaved

Pre-Chorus: 
they ain’t coming with  the
back water flowing out the gutters 
from the flood
got they bones cracking under all the pressure from the mud 
and the bodies go ballistic they go feral 
seeing broken pictures of their homes looking sterile
smell the blood and they go wild 

Hook:
off whatever’s on the block
whatever’s on the corner 
hands is  grabbing what they got
they been handing me the rot
fingers in the wound
getting sewn into the edges
so it’s clots

Outro:
what you want from the useless?
everyone’s a dog
maybe you can be that ruthless
turning in to Brutus 
twisting every knife into any naked back
they ain’t making moves they can barely just react 
to what is happening
money without pockets is just perfect for the scrambling 
staring at the pocket watch dangling
they been living movies 
cause the real world is something they won’t
ever get to dabble In

THE MACHINES ALREADY DEAD

Inside the Beast

Inside The Beast w/Cansino

CANSINO x GULLYSPIT
@luiscansino

Hung Up

Intro:
He's lost himself in the dark swirling abyss
Is He a man or a monster?
God Says Please Dont go to Hell

Verse 1:
smile wide lemme see those fucking pearly whites 
in the city with the rats and little dirty mites
saw tooth on the blade that’s a dirty fight 
big boot to the face that’s a kiss goodnight 
breath deep don’t let that fucking roach die
in my finger tips the ashes covered both sides 
you in her dms and I’m sliding in her throat right 
you carpe diem till they show you where rope tie
now imma need to yall to please shut that fucking mouth 
underground all I see is fucking circus clowns 
need an ounce and some woods 
kick my feet up 
hit me with those eyes
and I know I’m about to beat it up
on that crime wave flow 
I’m on that punishment 
no one better then
line em up and let it spin 
i don’t see the benefit 
your persona secondhand
living on the blacklist
gullyspit is contraband 

wake up 
this is Disneyland with dirty needles
from the terror need a girl who can inhale my evil
big teeth skin mask kerosene rag
hang me on the rack with the other shiny pretty people 

Bridge:
everything is sweating 
everything is burning up 
everything is less than 
everything is dirty cup
everything is fucking piss
everything is rot
everything is bullets 
everything is getting fucking shot

starting running

Verse 2:
evil messages been wrapped up in that bottle
indulging every word 
till it’s exploited like a brothel 
every curve is cut with swords
as bending knees prepare to grovel
the written law is  war
angry hordes are getting hostile 
but that’s not my problem 
I got my head down in the sand my lord
one hundred years of solitude 
to get those fruit in stores
violent heads with busy hands
banana clips and gore 
they can’t trap it in that bottle 
once it’s spoke the word is born 
empty houses 
full of smoke and rotten plaster
every minute I’m awake I’m drifting 
straight towards disaster 
rotten food atop the platters
pills get broken in my body like fracture 
a bullet to my head all thanks to thatcher 
a pound of gold 
for every dead politician on my doorstep
that’s a joke
don’t get your little necks contorted 
train spotting get your spirit
drawn and quartered 
they said focus on your breathing
nevermind the water boarding

Hung Up

Hung Up w/Cansino

CANSINO x GULLYSPIT
@luiscansino

100 Freaks
Lyrics:
They told I been waiting too long
I need to stick the knife back in them
They get so impatient cause they waiting for that platinum
Got no motivation I’m still beating up a track like it’s
a bastard please relax taping drywall how I plaster them
Ten whole days I been living in that ruin
Mega-city monolith I'm feeling barley human
In the stomach of that beast and it’s gruesome
I guess I better sit down in the corner 
and stay wrapped in my delusions
Put your gas mask on it’s time to wake up
Breathing in that helium the tubes have all been taped up
Crushed by little numbers it gets scraped up
Powder in my grey matter make it worth the pay cut, don’t play us
Wrist deep ripping coins out of my stomach
Thousand little eyes at my fingers and I love it
Dirty little pieces running water on the dishes
Bio-shocking how your daughter getting drilled over syringes

A hundred rooms
A hundred dead fucking freaks
A hundred rooms
A hundred dead fucking freaks
A hundred rooms
A hundred dead fucking freaks
A hundred rooms
A hundred dead fucking freaks

Draining out my IV on the floor let it leak
Red lines on my eyes cause I cannot get to sleep
No i cannot even dream 
To distracted by the fiends and the smell 
of all these dead fucking sheep
Step after step after step 
Bitch we walking with the concubines
Go inside and get pretty little valentine
In her eyes I can see what’s coming next
Heartless as an Aztec rolling down the temple steps
The machine been fucking dead
But your still up in its stomach
Everything is real just remember not to touch it
But I cannot shake the feeling
that I’m rotten and I love it
I’m in public with the sewer rats
Banging on a drumstick

Y'all really can't shut the fuck up
I swear to god

A hundred rooms 
A hundred dead fucking freaks

Sub machine got a whole new fucking meaning
Wired up my skin it’s tracking back into the ceiling
Got me coming in like clockwork till that
Orange started peeling
Her face is fucking pretty I can’t wait to see them leaning
Till I got the bed frame shaking 
Like an inmate getting put down in basement
Give them roughly two weeks 
You can talk to your replacement
or go and get your head caved in on top the pavement
Silhouettes of bodies piled,
Evidence of knives and guts
It started with a trial 
Ending up indulging cuts
Reflection of my face on that steel covered blood
Stabbed to death in your apartment
No one heard it cause the tv loud as fuck
Waiting for the music
Go enjoy the symphony
The conductor been abusive
Might die inside a cubicle now go make sure your noose fits
I take what I need and I abuse it
You say one more word and imma lose it

A hundred rooms
A hundred dead fucking freaks

100 Freaks w/Cansino

LOVE TO MY BROTHER @JaeAlaska

Lyrics:
Money on my mind there ain’t no time for me to worry bout
Store more than that knowledge like I got a bundle bank account 
Submit it like I’m finished catch the herb and then I roll it out
I stay afloat the water like you’ll never catch my tapping out
All I spit is chlorophyll 
Clean em out and roll my luck inside the dice cause you already fucking know the deal 
I slowed it down and then I poured a seal 
Cause all that paranoia had me questioning just what the fuck was real 
I keep it ancient like it’s frozen wisdom 
Already know the business
If it’s for my squad then I ain’t ever switching 
Some people did and I ain’t fucking with it 
No bridges burned but I just hope it’s fucking cozy swimming with the fishes
Wires in the water I electrocute the whole game
Put me on the track it come alive like it’s a whole train 
Coldest in New York so I could only spit that propane
Hottest of the cold I lit the stove and then I co-flame
Running off of course cause I ain’t ever fuck with no lane 
Leave you in the dust I’m laughing asking how the road taste 
Mr keep it going no emotion I got no face 
If I ever did it probably turn it to a cold case

mentally my focus dialed like coke and niacin
I bring heavy violence to you snotty fucking virusses
light it up we spark the flint, buzzin off that riddlin
leave you on the chopping block splinter em like kindling
and then we split again
no condoning sure as fuck don’t give condolences 
crawling on the concrete home is where the roaches live
lining up that white got that bite leave you motionless 
stretching out these pay stubs bending like contortionists 
pop up where you stay I’m at your door eviction notices
crucifiction bonuses they still dont the picture
should be leaving bullet holes where every member of the SCOTUS lives
don’t get sensitive clickbait on some bogus
stole ideas from the next man y’all sound is fucking torrented
turned the underground around into an orphanage
I guess I had coming like I don’t know what abortion is
only blame myself coulda put y’all down before all this 
leave an exit wounds on every single fucking chauvinist
gullyspitting radical dead capital we socialist 
y’all hopeless
I hope you fucking hang w the rest

Smile He's Back w/ Jae Alaska

YOU'RE WELCOME.

PROD. LEFTHANDLUCK

LYRICS:
I'm a real motherfucker,
Real motherfucker, kneel.
I got steel
Steel, when I'm in the field.
Hear I heal,
Real Luck is In the Seal,
Yeah I kill, motherfucker, 
kill, motherfucker, kill.

Anxiety creeping but I cannot stop,
Building my throne
Your gang ain't with shit,
Said we bustin at cops..
Spillin his dome
Ain't shit insurmountable,
Flippin the drop.
Run in your home.
Testing our power is like trying to stop,
A train to your dome.

Utopia, blood with the gold on the block.
Build a new rome still im West with the shock.
Black sheep in the street, said I leave em in chalk.
Family weeping, they deep in the rot.
Talk on my team then these demons will pop.
This music's for fiends shooting streams in their spot.
Out on the scheme with a dream and some rock,
Now he pointing a beam at the team at the top.

Build a new world with the enemy dead,
Catch em buried and left with the flag.
Feel like my whole life had a gun to my head
And I bled with a knife in my back.
If youre sick of division and living with lies they deliver
Then ride with the mac
Come clique up with Visions Inflicted and witness 
If youll put your life in a pact.

Come join the resistance,
Im down for the vision
I'm moses with whippin
Part seas from the crippin,
That aint a diss that just say that I'm rippin
Got love for the homie off Nellis he flippin
And shoutout to all of my gang they be trippin,
It's Ends and Inflicted,
I splipped in some sickness
And coughed up my lungs til I spit what I'm livin
Ah, damn this is hittin,
Feel damned and imprisoned.

I'm a real motherfucker...

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