For those of you willing and able to support you can cop this and all my other tracks on my bandcamp. its part of my Old Gold archive tape series.

Gawd Village

gawdlee - LAF (prod. tuff luv)

a four person collaborative effort featuring
@atlas
@purpan
@riskypatterns

support gawdlee:

Bandcamp: http://belikegawdlee.bandcamp.com/
youtube: http://www.youtube.com/user/idejiaf

titans

support

gawdlee - titans. feat. Atlas (prod. purpan. x riskypatterns)

Top of the World? (feat. colecorduroy) [prod. robert cashman]

So i decided to do this song without writing anything down. i feel like penning my thoughts is the most important part of my writing process but this came out pretty decent. anyway new shit getting released all over the place. get ready.

alliknow

gawdvillage

gawdlee - alliknow (prod. zeke.brooks(▰˘◡˘▰))

Cause when I'm dead...

bars from @buddhaheis
and bars from @kimbalang
beat by @lxced-4
engineered by @nyodus
album art by evrit.sike instagram.com/evrit.sike


Lxced. x Buddha x Kimba Lang - Deaded

No Adventures (Ft. Atlas) (Prod. Matatabi)

Somewhere in the Middle [prod. Mittens]

hunger (feat. Sk, the Novelist) [prod bsd.u]

black moon ☾

you see these cats go splat on concrete streets
slip, no balance on the fence couldn't have landed on their feet
you see that's what you get when you don't stick to a side
why shift like tectonic? the Richter will rise (shake)
these vibrations ain't for simpler minds
miss him violating but not quick to comply
like the end of breakfast club throw your fist in the sky
how to spread the world with love when it's filled with demise
yes them eyes stare into your soul and suck it outta ya
them eyes so cold they crystallize your saliva
high caliber 'Ag spit icicles
sharp tip might prick you
bars split mind temples
watch your left brain and right brain part ways farewell
leave them like Phineas Gage your thoughts change yourself
my compadres is nil y'all zombies for real
commit all the sins you want let god pay the bill
like what up son? heard you did some bogus shit
it's like whenever you hear some business you just have to stick your nose in it
whenever you see a hole you think it's yours to pick, gold to flick
so now i really got your nose, not one to be joking with
i am rotting flesh with a pure soul
say it with some bang like i'm kurt co
vein burst purple
whenever i say it's your go to them
they like, "nah that's okay bro"
nobody wants it now, hot potato
well catch this, y'all been acting faker than my ex-chick
poultry break fast cooking bacon with the egg flipping
never was it sunny on my side of the globe
no Philadelphia, careful who you calling your bros
i got love for my family, blood from japan brazil africa italia
all my ancestry plays a part in my character
melting pot always been the heart of america
the art of a amateur more passion than the pros
and i don't give a damn about no fashionable clothes
rip the tag your shit is old
over the hump they uptight like the camel to the toe
bigger picture switch my camera to panorama mode
we don't see you nah stranded in the desert with the eagles
feeling patriotic pick apart your cartilage
just eating motherfuckers they not hearing me
stuck inside my stomach when it rumbles now they feeling me, literally
NC emcees free smoke them like hickory, stick em up
skewer rotisserie just sizzling shit like this my lunch

how many emcees got to go?
it's getting comical pass me the tomatoes
they be like, "i don't know how to flow with this microphone"
ay dios mio turn a stage to a batting range
guess it takes a brazilian to show em how it goes
well you can call me Thiago let your momma know
they see me spit heat start fogging up they oculos
so watch your step 'Ago cutting off the oxygen
compared to me i'm washington, you come in two like thomas jeff
and that's in dollar bills you out of print
get your bottle filled yeah get your conscious and that wallet filled
we saw dirt dirt dirt and called them soccer fields
we put in work work work and saw the profits yield
too many emotions i conceal
if life's a bitch let her hair down like rapunzel
from brazil until nothing is uphill no more
i'm aiming to appeal my case that i am unreal it's a done deal

splat

go follow @kill-bill-on-the-beat and @mndbd

sorry for the hiatus. i'll be back at it mad after the new year. just having some fun on this track with the homies 

lyrix:
i'm
Staring at an abacus 
While fathoming a cataclysm 
flying
 high with

 my pterodactyls 
i might attack you with em 
I’m 
the type of guy 
that’s
 never in tune 
with activism 
the
only 
thing i care about is 
this habitat
we live in 

atom splitting bag of izm
to battle these data schisms
mathematics
can seem magical 
when you're in rhythm  
man i can’t imagine
 how id 
ever live without 
my
bass drum
that
sounds like its 8 tons,

heard from many miles
like that daytona circuit 
with the fans going wild 
always say
 no to
opportunists 
they'll use you quick 
and
 turn on you 
 like a sundial 
leave you on a dungpile 

or even 
worse
on
the cold, bloody tiles

i got 
 
Lyrics you should ponder 
more than decency I foster 
Get buried deep 
in the frequencies 
And feces from the fodder 
Nosferatu
Fucked your father 
sorry 
if i
Went too far there 
but 
Your bitch 
Loves my ball hair 
Ugh
Pardon 
This brash act 
but
A
Bit a pallbearer 
ill 
haul your ash ass 
you 
may be Avant garde 
But you still need to 
Flashback   
greedy mothafuckas 
fuck you and your nasdaq 

steezy with the ruckus
i hope you brought a gas mask 

wheezy from the fumes 
boy you soon to feel the backlash 

Stack cash 
I'd rather gain necessities
like cat food 
and ramen

Fuck currency 
id rather earn chronic 

turning topics 
to
 toxic slime 
when i be on sight 


pt. 2

ah shit dog,
say it aint so 
i make moves 
through molasses 
and bake it with dough,
sweeny todd 
on civilians 
im kidding you bro  
you see the pallbearers 
follow this one sacred ass code 

only take those who are dead already 

it aint a joke 

I’m on my own way 
with a trench coat 
and papers to boast 
you got some anger to post 
go ahead 
and
drop a comment 
on this 
track so i know 
and 
get stats
and false happiness 

staring at this abacus 
the madness hasn’t 
happened yet 
the cataclysm 
still awaits us 
so take action quick
hahaha 
word to mndbd

pallbearers ft. kill bill (prod. mndbd)

a collection of songs i made and love forever thank you. thanks to the artists involved producers and rappers alike and god bless your souls you funky ass dudes.

hunger (feat. Sk, the Novelist) [prod bsd.u]

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