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Fortune Teller

Run (feat. Cansino)

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

SAVE ME

with @JaeAlaska

Prod @Gullyspit

Lyrics soon

Hotkeys w/ Jae Alaska

Lyrics: 

33rd degree 
Nephilim 
Jeans 100oz
H AA RP 
I pull up make these bitches freeze 

Ascended master necromancer they can’t pass up on it 
Shit you can fathom they can’t catch up say I’m captcha coded 

Keep going better walk
Why tf u wanna talk ?
Money accent heavy all you gonna do is sit there and nod 
I been fighting in a war, been going on since the spark 
If I tell her that we gotta part ways she gon fall the fuck apart 

If I did it, they do it fuck em
If I didn’t , they wouldn’t 

Hit tha blunt once ima astral project
Hit that bitch once ima crack it again 
Please don’t fuck around wit these Archons
Pull up on a bitch in a car bomb 
Got your address no dot com ya
Hoes watching me like a romcom ya 


 If I did it, they do it fuck em
If I didn’t , they wouldn’t

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Mix / Mastered / Co-produced by Alfon Zaaberg https://soundcloud.com/ALFONZAABERG

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