Groove Testament

Lost in Time

Love Don’t Always Mean Stay
©Schantell Wharton


Love Don’t Always Mean Stay

In a world fractured by chaos, where the streets bear scars of neglect and violence, a group of children find refuge not in walls or toys, but in imagination. They ride rusted bikes through ruined landscapes, laughing and racing past remnants of a city that has forgotten them. Every scrape on their knees is a badge of resilience, every grin a declaration that joy can survive even in the hardest places.

With chalk-stained hands and glittered spirits, they paint sunsets on concrete and stars in the sand, transforming pain into vibrant colours that refuse to fade. They turn broken spaces into playgrounds, creating realms where fear gives way to faith and loss transforms into grace. Even as sirens wail and the skyline burns, they see beauty in the dust and dreams in the smoke, proving that hope can flourish in the most unlikely corners.

As night drips violet over the city, the children glide through chaos like rivers of chrome, voices humming in unison, hearts in sync with the rhythm of survival. They navigate a world that often tries to crush them, yet within their minds, they are architects of wonder, their candy paint dreams illuminating the darkness, teaching that even in a broken land, the soul can still breathe.

Through every hardship, every shadow, they continue to dream, to gleam, to shine, not seeking crowns or kings, but simply claiming the power to turn sorrow into light. In the midst of decay, they are unseen monarchs of a world they’ve created, and their candy paint dreams endure, a testament to the resilience of imagination, hope, and joy.

Candy Paint Dreams

Beautifully Human

2 - Sweet Like Trouble

“The Archive” tells the story of a hidden trove of secrets, sealed files kept in the shadows by those in power. As the narrator begins to uncover these buried truths, each verse reveals names, deals, and betrayals that were never meant to surface. The song becomes a journey into the heart of corruption, where silence has been bought and memory erased. But the archive is not static, it breathes, it remembers, and it demands to be heard. The lyrics trace the moral cost of concealment and the danger of knowing too much, asking who holds the truth when the truth itself is dangerous. It’s a song of revelation, reckoning, and the slow burn of justice emerging from the dark.

The Archive

The followup to the hit Song Smoke and Silver 

Smoke and Silver (Part Two)

Drake ft Jhené Aiko - From Time (60's Motown Blues & Soul Al Cover)

Snow’s fallin' down on the avenue
Cabbies cussin’ out a man in blue
A storefront manger got graffiti tags
But baby Jesus still waves that white flag

There’s a priest blessin’ a blackjack hand
Candy canes meltin’ in the heat lamp stand
Ma’s roastin’ chestnuts next to a Glock
And Santa’s slippin’ out the pawn shop with a Rolex knock

It’s Christmas in Liberty City
Where the angels got gold chains and a little bitty pity
You hear carols over sirens and a deal goin’ down
But it’s peace on Earth in this crooked ol’ town

Niko’s in a Santa suit, drinkin' straight slivovitz
Roman's yellin’ “Cousin!” in a cab full’a gifts
Little Jacob lightin’ up, spreadin' that cheer
Got a trunk full’a mistletoe and “fireworks,” dear
Brucie flexin’ by the snow-dusted whips
Screamin’ “Alpha male Christmas!” while doin’ backflips
Packie’s got whiskey in a Rudolph flask
While the crew pulls a heist wearin’ holiday masks

Yeah, the corner boys sing, but they don’t sing sweet
Unless you count “Jingle Bells” over a trap beat
Midnight Mass got a velvet rope
And the wise men brought cash, cologne, and dope

It’s Christmas in Liberty City
Where the naughty list’s longer, but the tree’s still pretty
From Dukes to Algonquin, we light up the night
With cannoli and crime and them Christmas lights

Snow turns red where the deals went sour
But hey—it’s still the most wonderful freakin’ hour
Mama said, “Pray for peace,” so I lit a cigar
Tossed a prayer in the air from a getaway car

There’s a priest blessin’ a blackjack hand
Candy canes meltin’ in the heat lamp stand
Ma’s roastin’ chestnuts next to a Glock
And Santa’s slippin’ out the pawn shop with a Rolex knock

It’s Christmas in Liberty City
Where the angels got gold chains and a little bitty pity
You hear carols over sirens and a deal goin’ down
But it’s peace on Earth in this crooked ol’ town

"I came here for a new life…
And somehow, I got Christmas in a war zone
But in this city?
Even the cold feels warm…
If ya got a full clip and family to eat with."

It’s Christmas in Liberty City
With the skyline lit and the mood kinda gritty
We got hope in our pockets and scars on our soul
But the snow keeps fallin’ and the drinks still flow
So here’s to the lost, the saints, and the shitty
Merry freakin’ Christmas, from Liberty City

Liberty City
Liberty City
Liberty City
Liberty City
Liberty City
Liberty City

Blues X - Christmas In Liberty City

If you don’t
Tend the fire
The flame
Will go out
If you don’t tend to love
You know
What I’m talking about
If you don’t
Show her you care
And go out
It might be fair
To say
That love’s
Not going to hang around
It’s going away
You can’t ignore it
Or say
Things can wait
Another day
Cause if you do
She’ll notice too
And she’ll pull back
Do you get it
Do you understand
Where I’m at
Where I’m coming from
Only the dumb
Would let love
Slip out of their hands
You’re lucky
If it lands
In your life
Once maybe twice
So listen up
Take my advice
When love is there
Never stop
Showing you care
Even on your worst day
Get in the place
Where you can still say
I love you
©2025 wr heustis

To Say

Welcome to G-01 Productions — where rhythm meets reflection and lyrics carry light.

I create original songs and rap poetry about real life, spiritual truth, inner battles, and the divine spark we all carry. My beats are made using AI-generated production, which saves money and lets me create at a much faster pace — no waiting on a producer, just pure, raw expression.

This channel is about more than music — it’s a journey. A way to turn pain into poetry, wisdom into wordplay, and chaos into clarity. From UK drill to soulful R&B, I use sound to tell stories that wake the soul, call out the system, and celebrate the unseen.

🎤 Genres: Hip-Hop, Drill, R&B, Soul, Spoken Word
🎶 All lyrics written by me | All beats created with AI
🧠 Themes: Awakening, Zion, Elohim, Truth vs. Illusion
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