all of these songs go extremely harddddd also I love you voice gully keep up the great job!!!

is it soon yet bru i need istasha lyrics😭😭

How can someone be such a good rapper, but also an amazing producer?🔥

Death And All The Rest

Cops are nice people they like to mow my lawn when I promise to give their service weapon back after stealing it

(づ^ω^)づ (づ^ω^)づ (づ^ω^)づ

WITH: @MIGHTBETOXIC & @GULLYSPIT
PROD: [producer didnt want to be credited] 
MIX: @ZYROM
ART: @C3OF

LYRICS:
[SAINT SLEEP]
Running from the law
Cause they thought that they was God
Bodycams off they cant see me when it's dark
Flashing out your badge tell me what you want
This a routine traffic stop with the handcuffs
No one gonna keep you safe when they instigating always investigating false leads just to put the blame on somebody
Only care about they pension
Cops are nice people acting like your buddy
Study all their moves and end up with a life sentence
Oppress the oppressors
We putting that pressure on top of that wound
I been bleeding from the heart
Another canvas missing art
Another pig with they wings clipped
Wig split lying on the pavement bleeding out
Kick the fuck out of them watch em cough blood from the mouth
Reaching for they taser and they meet the undertaker
Kinda underrated just to put your local cop in a deep grave
6 feet ain't enough so we make it 12

[TOXIC]
Okay this a stick up
Woke up like I’m bishop
Trynna catch a hunnid bodies
Yo man died you put the mid up
Fuck the tweets
I get you hit up
You a bitch
You can’t sit with us
Imma bully
Boy don’t get up
Imma bully
Boy don’t get up
Okay yeah he back with the raps
And he talkin racks again
Heard he hit the cliff to ship the sniff
He hittin smack again
Fuck the money I want murder
Ashes ain’t no accidents
Fuck with me his momma hurtin
Suit and tie the casket and
Drop 6 feet
Nobody gon miss me
I was dead still walk-in
The pond up on shit creek
Saw a body still twitching
They itchin to get me
Saw a body still twitching
They itchin to get me
I was there with a match a bag and a old gas can
Deeper than just 12 I would run up on batman
Trynna end the whole world
With nothing but a back hand
.40 only hold 7
Empty gettin stabbed then

[SAINT SLEEP]
Flashlight in my face cause they dont like my background
Keep your hand on that pistol telling me to back down
I'm the only one who ain't gon leave inside a casket
I dont trust no offers from some officers who look like maggots
Pull up to the court with a hearse and a death wish
They be tryna hit reverse like they ain't gonna get squished
Like the bugs that they be
Tryna bum off of me
Now we got em lying right in the mud by the creek

[GULLYSPiT]
Emptied like a trash can rotting in the city
Empty handed on the dash cam but he ain’t worth ya pity
Yeah they said he was a bad man just heard it on tv
Pledge allegiance to the cop or you guilty by association
10 shots they ain’t scared this is recreation
Exit holes in his stomach fuck an explanation
All these cops still pissed they ended segregation
Fuck a trial force admission thru interrogation
Fuck a trial fuck a judge they get strung up
Running wild , if you budge get yo tongue cut
Let your gun bust, predators and hush funds
Banging drums hear the rhythm of the beast
Hydrolic how that metal getting squeezed
And released
All over the pen pigs riddled with disease
Hang em on the wall just so everybody sees
Screaming fuck em all this is death to police

Cops Are Nice People (Single)

Cops Are Nice People

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Cops Are Nice People ft. Toxic & Gullyspit

LURK ⚬ RAZEGOD ✝︎ NOTIONS - BELLY UP

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

Balancing my life
Is on a wire
Stuck inside my lows
Aint getting higher
I dont wanna die
But whens it my turn
Look up at the sky
Until my eyes burn
Hands around your throat
but this aint for play
Imma ruin everything about you in the worse way
Chalk em up and screech it out you caught me on my worse day
I can tell she want it but baby youre not my forte

I dont think you understand the trouble you in
33 been dragging bodies out the cellar again
And really lately my mental state hasnt been on its bestest
Pulled the chain a little too hard now her body is headless
Oh dear what a shame
But who really needs a brain?
Walk around like you aint got one everyone is here to blame
Cant escape me bitch no matter how far you go
I can track your scent like im a dog in a grove

Balancing my life
Is on a wire
Stuck inside my lows
Aint getting higher
I dont wanna die
But whens it my turn
Look up at the sky
Until my eyes burn
Hands around your throat
but this aint for play
Imma ruin everything about you in the worse way
Chalk em up and screech it out you caught me on my worse day
I can tell she want it but baby youre not my forte

Lost inside yourself its like you fucks never listened
Told your ass to watch your back or you might end up missing
Tell me how it feels
Living nightmare shit is real
You cant run from me forever bitch im nipping at your heals
Look bitch! save yourself the exhaustion
Let me drag you cross the forest to my cellar and lock it
You like that! lets make you feel how i felt
Buried underneath the surface still alive with no bell

Look bitch save yourself the exhaustion
Look bitch save yourself the exhaustion

Balancing my life
Is on a wire
Stuck inside my lows
Aint getting higher
I dont wanna die
But whens it my turn
Look up at the sky
Until my eyes burn
Hands around your throat
but this aint for play
Imma ruin everything about you in the worse way
Chalk em up and screech it out you caught me on my worse day
I can tell she want it but baby youre not my forte

spotify

GauzeValley (prod. ³³marrow)

w the homie https://soundcloud.com/sinizterofficial

REAPER W/ SINIZTER (PROD. MODEST0 X LUNA)

Production, mixing and mastering by Gullyspit

Verse 1:
looking at my hands stretched out
what’s a preacher with a 45
talking out the side where the neck meets the bow tie 
where the flesh connects between both eyes
they won’t even sweat till we show em where the rope ties
you can get beat to death
burnt out the middle like a cigarette
watch the heat map form from the infrared
got newspeak’s clinging to rest 
got new feet bringing old bones inside to get dressed
no time better than past to get pressed
no fight in em let the rest forget
flood bringing mud but it stuck to porch steps
her hand covered up with blisters 
itch in the throat need to pitch the liquor 
images birthed in 
the skin infested
crave the silence when the pump arrested

Hook:
mama said it was always muddy 
and I better not track no shit
mama said I was always funny
but I speak with too much spit

Bridge:
i feel like a scarecrow
i know they all hate me 
no debate that I’m an asshole
bodies in the castle 
hanging right below the ramparts
i feel like a surgeon
now you spare parts

breakdown:
4 blank walls make em act corrected
4 inch tall need the aim perfected
counting minutes when the year is rented
countless visions of a body burned up
organs churned up 
rivers longs gone 
swerve the pot hole but hit the pilon
smell the fumes off the melted nylon 
fuck the pay stub
office Saigon 

Hook x2

Ugly44

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Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/user-904345686

Prod: Hoods

PICTURESQUE (Prod. Hoods)

HOLLOW POINT feat. Undead Ronin (prod. Blunt Christ)

GULLYSPIT / Na$tii  https://soundcloud.com/gullyspit

ROPE (Prod. By Grave & Na$tii) @GULLYSPIT

MOLLYWALK Feat. XELISHURT & DELIRIUM (prod.BL8DEZ)

@istasha
Production/mixing by gullyspit

Lyrics: (adding istashas soon)
Verse 1: Gullyspit

Off of that shit that been smuggled in
i leave the opposition in a bag
i got a temper I bloody my knuckles 
beat up and broken 10 toes and a tag 
dreaming of money coming by the duffel
dreaming of bodies I can’t even see 
spit in your face while you lay in the rubble
dead for a day watch you rot in the trees
smoke till I’m sick and then i re-up
ain’t  got a problem I got a disease
ash on my skin till it’s burning a hole 
for a minute i lay in the dirt and I’m free
fire tucked between fingertips, pliers grip and release
punish the weak until they get the message
grip on his spine rip it out through his teeth

Chorus: Gullyspit
hammer fist their not waking up
hear the war drum then you getting fucked 
hammer click right from that Bentley truck
better duck hit with that Elmer Fudd
she ain’t been fucked in a minute, i get her digits, can’t get enough 
i might stomp out a bigot
crushing their head they no better than bugs 

Bridge: Gullyspit
they turn on gully when they want to fist fight
stare down the barrel and wait for the white light 
she fuck me crazy my hand on her wind pipe 
aim at the white mask it ain’t a slasher 
pipes on the rooftop they make a dancer
leather face to piggies and to the republic it stands I’m cancer 

istasha verse (unknown)

Chorus: Gullyspit
hammer fist their not waking up
hear the war drum then you getting fucked 
hammer click right from that Bentley truck
better duck hit with that Elmer Fudd
she ain’t been fucked in a minute, i get her digits, can’t get enough 
i might stomp out a bigot
crushing their head they no better than bugs 

Verse 2: Gullyspit
knock knock, let me in
coffin that fits like your motherfucking skin
office that grips on your throat with a grin
red devil renegade off the djinn
they hate what they cannot emulate 
they cant commodify, trap in an ad or a pill
i hear their voice straining trying to replicate 
aiming at bodies to who circle the kill
steal the gold off a stiff neck
talking foul might get you chin checked
in the ground crawl around insects 
fled the scene I ain’t even piss yet
I ain’t done y'all don’t get it 
trough on the face mask copacetic 
stuck in the sewers skin turning septic 
i need some action, senate forensics

Zombie War Drum w/ Istasha

Face Off Feat. Gullyspit (Prod. Cansino)

IT'$ DAT TIME OF DA YEAR AGAIN 4 $UM LOUD VIBE$

Don't Hate Da PLAYA, Hate Da GAME (prod. molly825)

Heaven’s Plug is a raw gospel rap/hip-hop journey that blends the grit of southern bounce with the emotion of pain rap and the hope of gospel testimony. Inspired by the sounds of Rod Wave, BigXDaPlug, Mexican OT, Forrest Frank, and Miles Minnick, the album delivers deep storytelling, anthemic hooks, and Kingdom truth with no filter.

Each track moves between confession and celebration — from the broken nights in the trap to the freedom found in grace. With booming 808s, brass stabs, gospel choir echoes, and melodic piano progressions, Heaven’s Plug is both street and sanctuary: a soundtrack for the lost, the redeemed, and everyone still in the fight.

This isn’t just rap. It’s testimony on wax.

Prayers in the Trap

Vocals : @gullyspit
Artwork : @hxnch / instagram.com/hxnch

Lyrics :
I cannot die 
I’m a god
teasing my knife 
to the flesh of my arm 

bitch got me 
topped off
for I jump in the gutter 
my throat starts to drip
as I rot from the hunger

leading these pigs to slaughter 
before you I sin forgive me holy father

I fucked up 

and you cannot save me today 
pray that I fade into grey 

the stencil is broken 

the motion decays 

open you mouth you get fucked 

you got the blade keep it tucked

I got a bucket of lungs 
and chainsaw 

trying to stay calm 
but you sweating and shaking 
like sluts under palm 
best be ready and wait for the taking 
I won’t be too long 

breaking a soul ain’t an issue 
you reek like a game of these thrones
I appease you 

now please let the past be a suture
and let me consume all these shots 
from the reuger

a hunnid lil pills 
put an end to my future 
designer my drugs 
I’m designed by my issues 

I piss thru a check 
and get right back to misuse
fuck kicking my habit
the habit abusive

I cannot fucking believe that I’m 
cutting again 
like a moth to the flame 
is a blade to my skin
bitch 
am I too violent for you
am I too fucking twisted 
the knot of a noose
but in a few minute 
I’m gasping and clawing 
I don’t wanna die 
but the siren is calling 
and it’s fucking seducing 
and playing its role
my luck here is ending 
I’m paying the toll

I CANNOT DIE I'M A GOD (w/ GULLYSPiT)

Loose Lips (feat. gullyspit)

WELCOME TO THE VIOLENCE CLUB

LOCAL HEROIN

UGLY UGLY UGLY

Zombie War Drum w/ Istasha

GULLYSPIT

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