Just another woke banger party album from the two dudes who brought you Semi-Conscious

6. Socron   P.Jak - Walk It Back

5. Socron   P.Jak - Heal

4. Socron   P.Jak - Give Thanks

3. Socron   P.Jak - Intro (but Its In The Middle Of The Ep)

2. Socron   P.Jak - WaterSign

1. Socron   P.Jak - CustyCookieMustard

We are Gorp Core Gods. Please don't even try to be on our level unless your rocking more then 900 lumens. We always flex the hardest mountaineering gear. Please name another rap group who has produced more songs about expensive high end hiking gear. 

This album is a tribute to ourselves for being so fresh and rocking such waterproof gear. There really is no substitute for waterproof. Stay warm. Stay dry. And throw this album on when your headed up north. Respect.

5. Socron X P. Jak - Purple Tourmaline

4. Socron X P. Jak - FireSpinner

3. Socron X P. Jak - Woke In The Throat

2. Socron X P. Jak - 900 Lummens

Gorp Core Gods

1. Socron X P. Jak - Gorpcore Goddess

Wholesome Homies x Rare Holo x Bill Rich x $ocron

Intro. Socron x SirRealShakraSteeze x Mir0k

Blessed in the heart 
Blessed from the start 
Blessed cuz were made of stars 
Blessin what ever were heading towards 
Blessed till we bled 
Blessed in the head 
Blessed by day blessed in bed 
Blessed till nothing left 
Till our dying breath 
Till conscious hip hop is dead 
We stay blessed to death 

stay blessed in bliss impressed how I maintained a composure like this 
something between a shaman monk druid sage twist guerrilla in the mist cant follow me like im Teslas apprentice when i hover aboard ascended vessels of higher consciousness 

like the first teachers whispered in the winds forced in the ears of the wizard type lyricists before genesis Thoth built the pyramids in every blessing the intention is to have you return to complete mindfulness 

Blessed in the heart 
Blessed from the start 
Blessed cuz were made of stars 
Blessin what ever were heading towards 
Blessed till we bled 
Blessed in the head 
Blessed by day blessed in bed 
Blessed till nothing left 
Till our dying breath 
Till conscious hip hop is dead 
We stay blessed to death 

Skinny dippin in the fountain of wisdom with like 50 women 
Clearly we winnin it was written in ancient hyms and sowed into linins we the kings missin with one swing of my pendulum 
I can get this scene lit so listen 

Cruzing with the black Madonna cross the bridge of rama in my mokabra the push paka vimana drinkin kava smoking marijuana this brohama globe trotter make you go full nirvana off the top the crown shockra 

Blessed in the heart 
Blessed from the start 
Blessed cuz were made of stars 
Blessin what ever were heading towards 
Blessed till we bled 
Blessed in the head 
Blessed by day blessed in bed 
Blessed till nothing left 
Till our dying breath 
Till conscious hip hop is dead 
We stay blessed to death 

witness like time travel ancient abstract intergalactic vessel Sumerian tablets with an emerald riddle surfing chronic sonic swells that make h.g wells cosmic giggle Edward enigma insignia on an amoeba smoking chebba 

a villain of my insomnia flight of the navigators atlas to stop the nausea calling me nuts when i travel through your trachea like macadamia im going back back back to Mesopotamia 


Blessed in the heart 
Blessed from the start 
Blessed cuz were made of stars 
Blessin what ever were heading towards 
Blessed till we bled 
Blessed in the head 
Blessed by day blessed in bed 
Blessed till nothing left 
Till our dying breath 
Till conscious hip hop is dead 
We stay blessed to death 

the way we manage use the globes as 
don’t know how to handle us we on a hole another channel we not from this planet 
give the gold back to the panners 
Dropping beats that do damage as we rasin atlantes 

Enter the messiah we got the touch of Midas don’t try to high five us like Ozymandias behind barb wire I rod this joint with papyrus at a party with dionysus our crew is the tightest you fuckin with titans that leaves you life liss don’t try it 

Blessed in the heart 
Blessed from the start 
Blessed cuz were made of stars 
Blessin what ever were heading towards 
Blessed till we bled 
Blessed in the head 
Blessed by day blessed in bed 
Blessed till nothing left 
Till our dying breath 
Till conscious hip hop is dead 
We stay blessed to death

Stay Blessed To Death. Socron x SirRealShakraSteeze

1vrs. This place is sweating like dem creases 
Panties so wet, off the deep end 
That’s the thesis when we step in 
Getting munchies like what happened 

My crews a grip of yogis and druid and magician 
High as fuck Exhibiting waves of love in a sun salutation 

Fill your coconut with some Sirius B vitamins 
Like Dogon constellation visionaries 
You must be gridding me 
Or else my name isn’t Shakrahsteeze 
Beast a awakening 
from this party life dream 
ground breaking lucidy 
shine like a particle beam 

shes getting wetter by the second that shes next to me 
situation escalates to a intergalactic escalade 
for ufo sexcapades almost instantly 
after I smash 
almost forgt were here to perform 
time to activate like that my crew be out the norm maybe why these ladies swarm like 
bee hive your honey on the mic I got you seeing cymatics 
when we bless this place with the flower of life automatic 
even tho the sun will die it wont be tonight 
but if it does like Atlantis 
we all will rise 

Chorus 
2x even the sun will die but it won’t be tonight 
We living it up worldwide 
2x I’m feeling inner dimensional right next to 
The sun is setting we come ascension ready 


I Pull a crystal grid out my bitches tits 
Pull a splif out her dreads 
Pull the thought s out her head 
Conscious hip hop is dead 


To undo her bra son is 
Nada brama its vibration 
Not a problem 
I force the awakening upon them 

Pluck all the fire agates 
With polished facits 
Out the bargin basket 
And scratch it 
Gong bath to the mattress 
Yea I know its haphazard 
I hit the club like a Savage 
follow rabbits to Ravage 
my cockazoid is the average 
And smash that ass till its salvage 


They ask me all these questions 
Just to be in my presence 
They wana enter my nexis 
Crystal wrap (me) a new necklace 
You freky hominids we predisposition for this 
Its as simple as Icarus receiving cryptic drunk text messages 

catch her rhind on my leverage 
but she don’t spill on my beverage 
she be twerkin that torus 
but I aint in it for no head trip 
check the intention 
shes comin back to my tent man 
iv been manifesting for 7 generations 
of Sumerian legends and old testaments 


Chorus 
2x even the sun will die but it won’t be tonight 
We living it up worldwide 
2x I’m feeling inner dimensional right next to 
The sun is setting we come ascension ready 

I wana rub my face all on your sacred space 
we like to throw a rave drop the base in platos cave 

Meditate with me for a moment you not a novice 
Your curves are unspoken, iregardless 
If you want my attention oh my goddess 
You got it . 


check the scenery the way we speak to these dietys it gets heated as Bikram Choudhury at a vegan eattery 

We Titians on a mission to inspire and enlighten 
Every second on this beat 
Calls your senses to be heightened 

All my hommies mortal men and we travelin on the tree of heaven like it’s the fountain when we enterin leavin the club like building 7 

Staying up past closing time 
After hours at my prime 
Leaving the club with sunlight in my eyes 
We do it up every night 

Enter her fairy ring for some spiritual worshiping youd think she was a pizza chef the way I yell make me one with everything 

Gravitate to a higher place 
Embrace the sweat taste 
Shake that ass in place to the bass 
Keep up the pace 
In the race 
of the hard twerking work splace 


Chorus 
2x even the sun will die but it won’t be tonight 
We living it up worldwide 
2x I’m feeling inner dimensional right next to 
The sun is setting we come ascension ready

Ascension Ready. Socron x SirRealShakraSteeze

Wallet Phone Keys. Socron x SirRealShakraSteeze

This is a song about ancient aliens shooting sperm on early hominoids

Anunnaki bukakke

We just like wearing powerful stones and having fun. All you new age spiritual trappers just take life way too seriously. Like have you ever been to a conscious party and everyones afraid to cut loose? Well just throw this album on!

GraveDig

Manifest

The most Gorp rapper in existence. Message for features/booking/gigs

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