For the love of GATA's life.

originally released July 5, 2021
lyrics: G. Negrra
produced by Six6Pomona

Lyrics:
(It’s GATA)
I spend a lotta time lying in the canopy
Thinking ‘bout how blessed I am oh how can it be
I ended up with the right one-- finally
And he’s got a forever crush; oh, the irony

Cuz I was told once someone to the side of me
Would end up in front and the messenger side eyeing me
And I said “well, if that’s so, then why are we
Seems to me that’s a rivalry; bye to thee”

And that’s what you call a self-fulfilling prophecy
Cuz if they didn’t move would we still have linked?
-- Probably
It only matters that we did the thing honestly
Crushing naysayers who said we was a novelty

A fluke a flash lightning in a bottle, see
They still do it but I don’t let it bother me
We got something that they don’t-- you follow me
You gave me all of you so I could give you all of me

In other words

You know I love to love to love you
Forever love to love to love you
I’m always always thinking of you
You know I love to love to love you

You know I love to love to love you
Forever love to love to love you
I’m always always thinking of you
You know I love to love to love you
You know I love to love to love you
Forever love to love to love you
I’m always always thinking of you
You know I love to love to love you



If someone told us five minutes before we hooked up
That we would be a thing we woulda just looked up
At them and said “yeh, ight” but fate took up
The reins; insane how that shook out and shook up

The world, the planet, our very lives and pulled up
Our haters all starving at the table-- we full up
Satisfying, gratifying thing to have blew up
In they faces; see ‘em bitter while we sipping a full cup

Wrath in our path; we were thinking we screwed up
Waiting for the bottom to drop and you knew what
To do—you showed me all the ways in which you grew up
And pointed out my strengths and the lengths that I drew up

We coulda been sad, coulda been blue but
We slaughtered every opposition that queued up
Many are called and the chosen are few but
I wouldn’t have it any other way with my true love

You know I love to love to love you
Forever love to love to love you
I’m always always thinking of you
You know I love to love to love you

You know I love to love to love you
Forever love to love to love you
I’m always always thinking of you
You know I love to love to love you
You know I love to love to love you
Forever love to love to love you
I’m always always thinking of you
You know I love to love to love you

Love2Love

love2love

SPOILER ALERT: IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN ''PEPPERMINT", THIS TRACK CONTAINS SPOILERS.

A tribute to the character in the feature film "Peppermint". Told from the perspective of the protagonist in the form of love letters, this was produced by Guttamouf and remixed by Six6Pomona.

originally released July 5, 2021

lyrics: G. Negrra
produced by: Guttamouf for Out The Gutta Entertainment
Remixed by: Six6Pomona

Lyrics:
Dear Chris I see what you tried to do
It was dumb I find myself forgiving you
You were thinking of the fam and you needed an out
You knew that ain’t the life that you really about

And even though you got cold feet
And wised up your blood’s still all over the street
It ain’t just yours but our daughter’s mine
The kinda bloodshed that don’t fade with time

And I’m on that mission to fix shxt right
Wouldn’t take their money I took up the fight
At night I hunt 'em down gun 'em down shut 'em down
Doing it all for yawl is all I run on now

The Skid sees me as a guardian angel of death
Cutting lives till no one’s left
Preying on the weak is shIt I don’t take lightly
Locked on my true north, Chris, love, Riley


Santa Muerte can’t protect you from me
I’ma give my good my bad and ugly
Thought you got rid of me-- still around
Ain’t gonna rest till you under the ground

Santa Muerte has abandoned ship
She handed your ass to me to deal with
Blood will be shed earth will be scorched
Never shoulda fucked with Riley North


Dear Carly—I hung em off the wheel for you
Drowned the prosecutor in his own fucking pool
And I turned a dirty lawyer into dirt and-- oooh
You’ll like this-- the judge? He ain’t fit to rule

But he’s fit to fertilise his own grass
And maybe the neighbours’ -- heh we hadda blast
And I got to party with some trash downtown
We tore it up-- I totally brought the house down

It was fire—no really-- I burned it to ash
And speaking of parties—you know how you asked
Me to punch Penny’s mom in the face? You’re welcome
Pissed herself in disgrace just bedlam

Don’t you worry I’ma get Garcia and his cops
His lackeys then I’m coming to be
With the best lil girl in the world who stood by me
You know you’re my true north, love, Riley


Santa Muerte can’t protect you from me
I’ma give my good my bad and ugly
Thought you got rid of me-- still around
Ain’t gonna rest till you under the ground

Santa Muerte has abandoned ship
She handed your ass to me to deal with
Blood will be shed earth will be scorched
Never shoulda fucked with Riley North

Never shoulda fucked with Riley North

Riley North (Santa Muerte)

Riley North (Santa Muerte)(Six6 Pomona Mix)

Riley North (Santa Muerte) (Six6 Pomona Mix)

Riley North(Santa Muerte)(Original Mix)

As heard in the "East Los High" Season 2 Episode "The Queen of Ugly and the King of Fools"!
From the  3 Miles Entertainment release "GATA City". 
http://www.thagatanegrra.net

Lyrics:

Step inside the party
And I'm feelin' naughty
Kitty's out to play
Move aside for me; make way
Got the urge to move my body
Wail to the beat
Got me by the feet
'Scuse me while I rock
Move it back or ya might get shocked
Gotta crave for a local god
He's the one, down with gettin' it done
Looking so delectable
I'm the chyck he wants to pull
Random chyck is throwin'
Hate on me
Cuz she wanna be
With him; but I done caught his eye
Check what I said when I stepped to his side:

She can't shake her hips like I do
And she can't kiss your lips like I do
And I know she ain't workin' this like I do
Boy, you should dance with me

She can't shake her hips like I do
And she can't kiss your lips like I do
And I know she ain't workin' this like I do
Boy, you should dance with me

Grab your pants, time to dance
Random chyck ain't gotta chance
Cuz you and I speak flow
Make that phunky count; let's go
Got the urge to make you want me
Cuz I can do that
Got moves like a cat
Part of why I be GATA
Original rockin' your spot I
Got your eyes my local god
Right on me, where they ought to be
Cuz chyck over there can't hang
Brought her girls but I brought my game
I see you love to play so dirty
Keep so clean, yet still make a scene
I know you won't forget
But I'ma say it again: foxy boy I bet

She can't shake her hips like I do
And she can't kiss your lips like I do
And I know she ain't workin' this like I do
Boy, you should dance with me

She can't shake her hips like I do
And she can't kiss your lips like I do
And I know she ain't workin' this like I do
Boy, you should dance with me

(No she didn't!) 'Course I did
Gypsies get it in ya dig
If you ain't snatching up the kid
Then I'm the one he's leaving with
Think he'd rather go with me anyway
I gotta strong campaign
Like strawberries and cold champagne
Intoxicating; simple, plain
Hips to the left--hot to death
Then to the right; he's mine all night
And watch out if I bounce
Ooh, local god done pounced
Hey gooey, take me back on the floor right now
Leave 'em wonderin' how
You and me became us
It ain't hard; we know it's just because

She can't shake her hips like I do
And she can't kiss your lips like I do
And I know she ain't workin' this like I do
Boy, you should dance with me

She can't shake her hips like I do
And she can't kiss your lips like I do
And I know she ain't workin' this like I do
Boy, you should dance with me

Like I Do (You Should Dance With Me) feat. Angel Vivaldi

As heard in the "East Los High" Season 3 episode "The Bitch Is Back"! From the  3 Miles Entertainment release "GATA City". 
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Lyrics:

(Feel the mighty high)
 (Feel the mighty high)
Getcher body... low
Getcher body low
(Get up)
(Get up)

(Feel the mighty high)
Getcher body low
(Get with this)
That's right-- you know you wanna
(Get up)
You heard what the rhythm say so
(Get up)

(hook)
Come show me you can work it like a job
Come on boy, it's not that hard
Come show me you can do it like you do
Show me good so I can do it just like you


I thought you said you had some work
I can't tell 
You standin' in the corner
Like I can't get up on ya
The whole idea-- I'll make it clear- is to phunk it up
I know you understand that
It's on your face-- and yet
You got yer back up on the wall tryin' to hold it up
Tonight I'm all about you
The wall will stand without you
So come show me
Let me see the ounces in your bounce
Boy you got no excuse
Shake it loose

(hook)
Now didn't you say you had some game you could flip on me
So show me how to play it
Come set it off and stay with
It's not so hard I'm a quick study, no doubt
You make it look so easy
Sometimes looks are deceiving
But, no, you don't mislead me you feed me your force
I ain't afraid to use it if you ain't scared to lose it
Beyond the groove it behooves you to make a move
So...(move me, baby)
(fin)

Come Show Me

From the  3 Miles Entertainment release "GATA City".
http://www.thagatanegrra.net

Lyrics:

(hook)
The way you ride the beat at the club
I feel you
It would be easy fallin' in love
I feel you
You take control when I'm on the floor
That's whatcha do
And I don't stand around anymore
I feel you

Half past ten and you get on to spin
I'm on the floor again not wantin' to say when
Cuz when the beat drops the whole world stops
And starts and stops for you while you assault the 2s
Just can't help myself my tension melts
I feel the need to dance obeyin' your commands
And I'm like: “Oh, yeh—hit me again
“Oh, yes, hit me again”
You get all in my soul and I feel you takin' hold

(hook)

Boy, you send that groove
And I just move
I wish you'd quit the booth so you can feel me, too
Cuz when you spin my joint I'm so on point
You make me feel so free; you work from inside me
The bass just pounds and I just break it down
I see you check me out wonderin' what I'm about
So make it hurt-- ah, hit me again
God, boy, hit me again
I love you in control
I surrender to the flow

(hook)

Half past twelve and I'm just not myself
I get this way for you and not for no-one else
Cuz when your beat drops my heart just stops
And starts and stops for you when you get on the 2s
You give me more like you're on the floor
It's like you're here with me when my eyes lock with yours
Just
Oh God, hit me again
Ooh, yeh-- hit me again
You make me lose control
Ride the beat and don't let go
(hook)
(fin)

I Feel You

From the  3 Miles Entertainment release "GATA City".
http://www.thagatanegrra.net

Lyrics:

(I'm diggin' on ya, babe...I'm diggin' on ya babe
(I'm diggin' on ya babe...I'm diggin' on ya babe)

(hook)

(Ooh, I like)
I'm diggin' on ya, babe
Just checkin' out the way you look
And all I can say is...
(Ooh, I like)
Watchin' how you move
Deep down in the groove so hot
And boy, all I can say is...

(repeat)

Yeh...he knew he had it
Like every chyck was s'posed to come to him
He only had three words: “hey,” “c'mon,” and “please”
“Hey” for “how ya doin'”
“C'mon” to get me on the floor
“Please...” when I looked at him like, “What?” (what?)
I went (mmnh)
I figured, “whatever...” (whatever)
And...oh, my God
All I could think was

(You got me in a spin
I need some oxygen [can't breathe]
So sexy it's a sin)
Look alright, moves so tight, and
(You got me in a spin
I need some oxygen [so sexy]
So sexy it's a sin)
Got the work,  make me hurt... and

(hook)

The floor was ours
Nobody could hang with our cipher (no-one)
He moved like...damn
No, grrl, really—damn
So I moved like...damn
We was bad
I mean...really bad...
Still... no words
We said a lot anyway
And this kid, he had me gone (gone)
In my head, I was like:

(You fit the right profile
I like your roguish style [so bad]
You 'bout to drive me wild
Sense done left, yer cute to death... and
What you gon' do with this
I got you on my list [right here]
Ooh, boy I can't resist)
Make me bad, best you had, uh

Just under the groove, we heard:

What kinda work ya got
What kinda work ya got
Step up, make it hot
What kinda work do you got
 (repeat)

(hook)
(fin)







I Like

As heard in the "East Los High" Season 2 episode "Just The Tip"!
From the 3 Miles Entertainment release "GATA City".
http://www.thagatanegrra.net

Lyrics:
No doubt I'm a grrl who looks kinda strange but
I'm real right here in the game
Where other girls fade I pop off the page
Which is really evident when I prowl ‘cross a stage
And by real I mean I'm standing right here in your face
Down to Third Earth chyck in the place
Give you my all go to the wall
I'll be the one catching you when you fall
But yer spending less time with me
And more time with zines and your porn movies
Chyck with rack and back out to there
Airbrushed, Photoshopped and some help with her hair
Funny how those chix get away with it
But I put on hair and it's the opposite
Ink-born pretty young thing make no mistake
It ain't ‘bout hate but why should I have to wait

And take a back seat to that cookie cutter-ass paperdoll
Big stapled navel-piercing –having paperdoll
Primped, posed like a pretzel paperdoll
Left alone while you sweat some paperdoll
(you wanna get off to her) Don't wanna get off to me
(you wanna get off to her) Yer gonna get off to me
(you wanna get off to her) You better get off to me
Cuz that chyck ain't here and ain't never gonna be

Yer dabbling in digital babes
Pursuing pixels and I'm making waves
Cuz I deserve better than a peck and a shake
Not sure how much more of this I can take
And by that I mean I can't even try to get dressed
Without running smack into some triple-x
Go have yer fun but I ain't the one
Keep igging me like this and we're done
I so get you like fantasy photos
Mainlining those'll keep you home I suppose
But you spend five minutes with me
And fifty-five with that—how can I compete
Do I have to put on heels and a thong
Before you realize I'm the one who got it going on
I might for you but you prolly won't notice
Too busy macking 2-D to even focus

And see me dolled up like yer cookie cutter-ass paperdoll
Leather lace in yer face fake paperdoll
Doin' duty big booty havin' paperdoll
Won't choose me over that dang paperdoll
(you wanna get off to her) Don't wanna get off to me
(you wanna get off to her) Yer gonna get off to me
(you wanna get off to her) You better get off to me
Cuz that chyck ain't here and ain't never gonna be

I'ma burn all these magazines
Stomp your DVDs to smithereens
You buy more I'll just X them too
Or I'll be forced to make an ex out o' you
And by that I mean exactly what you think it sounds like
You change, you compromise or take a hike
I came first I refuse to be second
To a celluloid figment fantasy homewrecker
I'm not a good grrl and I won't pretend to be
But I'm a great grrlfriend that you don't even see
Got no clue what you want from me
Or why you front with me to put it bluntly
Take a good look at what you might lose
Take a sec to walk a good mile in my shoes
Take it like a man when yer cryin' the blues
‘Bout a pussycat who went stray and refused

To take a back seat to yer cookie cutter-ass paperdollz
Fake boob-having spread eagled paperdollz
Made up and barely legal paperdollz
Up to me you won't see no paperdollz
(you wanna get off to her) Don't wanna get off to me
(you wanna get off to her) Yer gonna get off to me
(you wanna get off to her) You better get off to me
Cuz that chyck ain't here and ain't never gonna be

You so obsessed with them paperdollz
(you wanna get off to her) Don't wanna get off to me
You gon' get left with them paperdollz
(you wanna get off to her) Don't wanna get off to me
Go on and keep them paperdollz
(you wanna get off to her) Don't wanna get off to me
But you can't sleep with them paperdollz
Cuz that chyck ain't here and ain't never gonna be

Paperdollz

From the  3 Miles Entertainment release "GATA City". Remixed by Youhei Yatabe. http://www.thagatanegrra.net

I Like (Youhei Remix)

As heard in the "East Los High" Season 2 episode "I Ain't No Victim"! From the  3 Miles Entertainment release "GATA City". (Clean)
http://www.thagatanegrra.net

Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk 
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk 
Get our bounce on get our pounce on 
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk 

Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk 
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk 
Get our bounce on get our pounce on 
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk 

Col' rock a party moving body to the bassline 
Heed the call in the hall drum kick yer behind 
Track terrorize mystify, why ask why 
Just getcher groove up as the flow move up 
If ya wanna ride keep yer paws inside 
Pardon my vicious—take my claws in stride 
Waist windin' face findin' someone to getcher step on 
Point –that's the joint—ain't you sorry that you slept on 
Hit the blue lights get inside the spot 
Knee-deep in the cut cuz the groove be hot 
Smashing like pumpkins the phunk is, oh really 
Be bashing them bumpkins who swear they ain't feel me 
Step up on my hot tin roof tonight 
Won't be throwin' boots cuz this jam be tight 
Original Naughty Kitty in the place to be 
You wanna get felinephunky with me 

Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk 
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk 
Get our bounce on get our pounce on 
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk 

Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk 
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk 
Get our bounce on get our pounce on 
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk 

Scylla-- Charybdis you can't vibe with this 
Rock hard place with the grace of a gymnast 
Footwork physics on this ride begun 
Step to the place in dark gear and a pierced tongue 
Or should I say piercing tongue
Get where I'm coming from 
Hell with order, I'm gonna let chaos run 
Rampant, check yer shy at the door, yer allowed 
Get wild cuz the P be in control now 
Take a lounge about we be cule no doubt 
Free bein' thee let it all hang out 
Workin' all nine tales what I do the best 
Curiosity don't kill me, it makes me the strongest 
Get tangled up when I spins my yarns 
New fangled stuff tend to col' disarm 
Guilty of cheekiness in the first degree 
You wanna get felinephunky with me 

Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk 
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk 
Get our bounce on get our pounce on 
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk 

Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk 
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk 
Get our bounce on get our pounce on 
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk 

Why must you be like that 
Quit chasin' cat, betta chase this track 
Rock that till you can't rock no more 
Howlin' when I'm yowlin'? Hit me with a roar 
Jungle cats in kitten mode eventually 
You catnip to a grrl like me 
Once you caught up you can't break away 
Sink verbal claws in my sighted prey 
I getsa kick watching yer hips sway 
Scuse me gooey if I sound a bit risqué 
But hey honesty be my policy I confess 
The phunk that you got got me gone more or less 
Back to phunky roots with this puss in boots 
Comin' atcha runnin' you in hot pursuit 
Off the wall lyric be my specialty 
You wanna get felinephunky with me 

Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk 
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk 
Get our bounce on get our pounce on 
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk 

Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk 
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk 
Get our bounce on get our pounce on 
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk 

Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk 
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk 
Get our bounce on get our pounce on 
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk 

Lemme hit you off with my felinephunk 
Kinda ace ditty that'll rip yer trunk 
Get our bounce on get our pounce on 
Do that rumpshakin' junk with the phunk

GATA City

Felinephunk

Juliet Is Bleeding

Anything

lyrics:

Dance… 
Seems like the whole world is stressed 
Stuff to get off their chest 
It’s a lot gwan on, it’s true 
Do whatcha must to make it through 

It’s pandemic , this affliction 
Gotta try a new position 
Or gotta find a new addiction 
To fill that void that something missin’ 

I’m in need of a sweet release 
I’m in want of a sense of peace 
I just need to let all this go 
I’m not the only one that I know 

So let’s move like no-one’s watching 
Let’s think outside the box and 
Find the source of our joie de vivre 
Party like it’s new year’s eve 

Dance… 


I can see all the tension lift 
A whole new vibe a whole new shift 
Music heals all sorta rifts 
Soothes the pain but only if 

Mind is open and soul is bare 
Too wrapped up in the beat to care 
Feeling good cuz you found your groove 
Putting bass in that body move 

Ain’t no drama ain’t no pain 
Ain’t no reason to keep them chains 
Free your mind now’s the time 
Find salvation in that bassline 

Ready set hearts connect 
Let’s all wreck the discotheque 
All that doubt can be relieved 
Just party like it’s new year’s eve 

Dance…

G. Negrra, R. Miles

Party Like N.Y.E.

lyrics:
(Hey on yer right)
(hey on yer left)
(over here on yer right)
(over here on yer left)
(can’t ig me on yer right)
(can’t ig me on yer left)
(I’m still on yer right)
(I’m still on yer left)

Like what you hear or does it seem offensive
Some be apprehensive when they trip on gyp intensive
The lines were never friendly I need to blur the border
Typical for the Brix wayward daughter

Folx might find it Lil hard to comprehend 
My fractured phrase- it tends to leave the listener in a haze
And they dazed-amazing becuz for what it’s worth
I’m tripping on you floating while I’m being down to earth

Ya feel me? I feel you We right at the third
Clairvoyance getting buoyant with every single word
Cuz I’m multi-genre meows truly stays clownded
I ain’t real rap well you ain’t well rounded

Quit judging chyck solely off her dance tip
It’s the root of the culture for meow so I make it
Try to break me down I’ll be kintsukuroi
I be the goi (The goi?)
The su to the goi

Fit me out with that boom bap
Cuz some o’ yawl think that I can’t do that
Lemme drop it down on that boom bip
And blow you all away with how I do it
Alma mater—right back to the one
The source—right back to the one
Alma mater—right back to the one
The source—right back to the one

Mayday:
I got a spark I just needed a little 
Boom bap
But keep it positive cuz we got enough
Gloom tracks
Still in the dungeon no dragon
Like a doom map
Till GATA hit me up and said “It’s time to bring the boom back

Cosplay MC without the cartoon rap
But anime-inspired like she’s bringing sailor Moon back
The game is big enough it’s time to make room, jack
Don’t wanna budge—you don’t want me on a goon track

I’ll spit it hotter than a concubine in June’s gat
While you’ll be shuckin’ and jivin’ like a coon black
I’ll leave you permanently scarred like a ruined tat
Cuz I’m a you-don’t-wanna-mess-with-him-at-high-noon cat

Lyrically flew over your head—like zoom that’s
You standing there looking like a grounded loon black
Tried to tarnish my image—that’s just a wound, scrap
As I prepare to wreck your career—won’t see ya soon, dap


Fit me out with that boom bap
Cuz some o’ yawl think that I can’t do that
Lemme drop it down on that boom bip
And blow you all away with how I do it
Alma mater—right back to the one
The source—right back to the one
Alma mater—right back to the one
The source—right back to the one

I remember how trax were built at one time
They simply went on for the sake of the rhyme
And the verses kinda went on forever it seemed
Now we wrap them in lil boxes of sixteen

Verse chorus verse chorus verse chorus stop
Yet I live to give new boundaries to hip hop
Stay true to the bedrock but bend our expression
Ready for another lesson

Mayday:
DAT sound comin’ from your homeboy’s radio
That took about twenty batteries—I used to hate it yo
808s brought a level of boom
Kept aspiring MCs pinned up in their room

Just like Biggie said: “It was all a dream”
To wake up one day part of the hip-hop scene
So I started with a table, a hand and a fist
And it went a lil something like this

Fit me out with that boom bap
Cuz some o’ yawl think that I can’t do that
Lemme drop it down on that boom bip
And blow you all away with how I do it
Alma mater—right back to the one
The source—right back to the one
Alma mater—right back to the one
The source—right back to the one

G. Negrra, R. Miles, K. Tiggett

Alma Mater (ft. Mayday)

lyrics:

I know that my life matters 
I know that yes I rock 
Despite my lox I do love my hair 
I just colour outside your box 
I just colour outside your lines 
Black cat till the day I die 
In case you don’t geddit I’m affirming 
That black grrrls are kawaii 

Pink lox in shock eyes pop jaws drop every time we walk the streets 
By far the vanguard of any style challenge we choose to meet 
(Who they think they are?) Who’s asking? 
(Why you dressed like that?) Cuz I can 
Aesthetic and look assassins 
Yeh we took that shxt and ran 

We rock the pigtails twintails cat tails with ears to match 
We slay Lolita decora gothic glam with all panache 
Panache but that don’t make us Minaj or Kim or any other chyck you pin 
No I don’t know George Clinton but my dad knew him long story to begin 

Anyway –who you s’posed to be is an ask I get so sick of hearing 
You don’t like how I look here’s a solution stop staring 
Can’t go pink hair don’t care without compare to someone else out there 
Not only that there’s those out there 
Who say we can’t wear these clothes out there 

We say yes we can honeylamb won’t hide our light cuz you can’t stand it 
Yawl might not wanna hear this it goes against and some fear this 
You turn heads we snap spines go ‘gainst the grain on both sides 
Don’t play dress up I wear clothes think on that ‘fore you look down nose 

I know that my life matters 
I know that yes I rock 
Despite my lox I do love my hair 
I just colour outside your box 
I just colour outside your lines 
Black cat till the day I die 
In case you don’t geddit I’m affirming 
That black grrrls are kawaii 

Why are full lips okay for you 
and full lips aren’t okay for us 
We come by this naturally thus 
Our full hips and our big butts 

Why wearing braids get us sacked 
That ain’t fiction that’s a fact 
Why can you embrace your curls 
But when we do it’s a personal attack 

Why yank our culture roll 
Hip-hop rock and blue eyed soul 
Anime cosplays we can’t do cuz reasons but 
Neither can you 

Why every time we make a statement 
About our beauty you try to take it 
And it’s not just us it’s anyone brown 
We stand up; you put down 

Is it fear of missing out 
Hell we missed out all our lives 
So we stood strong on our own two 
It’s pro-us not anti-you 

White person did that yawl be mad 
You say but what yawl don’t understand 
Is that yawl already got that and don’t need it 
You refuse to believe it 

I know that my life matters 
I know that yes-- I rock 
Despite my lox I do love my hair 
I just colour outside your box 
I just colour outside your lines 
Black cat till the day I die 
In case you don’t geddit I’m affirming 
That black grrrls are kawaii 

Look it ain’t about excluding 
It’s about us needing our own 
Cuz who’s gonna lift us up 
When we’re denied access to the throne 

We were told we just weren’t pretty 
Or that our look just don’t sell 
Even though that ain’t quite right 
We acted and built up ourselves 

History months student unions marches 
Pride day these are a few things 
Got gear to assert we here 
Celebrating our kinky hair 

Celebrating our blackness you don’t understand it 
Can’t we just unite the planet 
Maybe but yawl need to know 
The system it don’t always show 

Society straight negates 
The need for all that counterweight 
And all that hate cuz we say we’re proud 
Already know too well they proud 

We do for us by us it’s needed 
Black girls rock ain’t being conceited 
When we say or wear that don’t get butthurt 
Privilege is your tshirt 

I know that my life matters 
I know that yes I rock 
Despite my lox I do love my hair 
I just colour outside your box 
I just colour outside your lines 
Black cat till the day I die 
In case you don’t geddit I’m affirming 
That black grrrls are kawaii

B.G.A.K.

lyrics:
Caught you napping 
How that happen 
Never saw us coming round again 
Gave no quarter 
And we floored ya 
Now we going strictly for the win 

Caught you napping 
How that happen 
Never saw us coming round again 
Gave no quarter 
And we floored ya 
Now we going strictly for the win 

You won’t throw me you won’t deter me 
Ya hate just fuel and stir me 
Go on thinking you hurt me 
And feel the blast as my shields alert me 

Sekhmet ya met yet She guides me 
Don’t even have to bother to smite thee 
Open book but you won’t rewrite me 
Out the bag bite it if you don’t like me 

If you ain’t walked my path don’t block it 
If you ain’t tried that shxt don’t knock it 
Verbally bizarre babe I’m a star 
Shuriken heading for your brain to the bar 

My luminosity too strong for your dusk 
Maintaining my glow is a must 
Some can’t stand how bright I twinkle 
Smooth on the cut check it out no wrinkles 

Flow like my aunt with the bars-- period 
Driving all the wheels off the cars—serious 
Staying with me so far? Feeling it 
Melanistic jaguar—killing it 

Coming in hot with octane 
Petrol green and candy stain 
Not impressed if you make it rain 
Your existence I’m the bane 

Come at me like some kinda joker 
Not afraid cuz you write mediocre 
And I write sonnets splitting yer bonnet 
Dude you shooting blanks be honest 

Your nocturnal emissions are flat 
How does it feel to be skinned by a cat 
Don’t need your approval 
I just land on my feet like usual 

Caught you napping 
How that happen 
Never saw us coming round again 
Gave no quarter 
And we floored ya 
Now we going strictly for the win 

Caught you napping 
How that happen 
Never saw us coming round again 
Gave no quarter 
And we floored ya 
Now we going strictly for the win 

Wrek: 
Best believe we got large amounts 
Dope money in the seams of the couch 
Paper chase gotta move the ounce 
Heavy jewels bring them haterz out 
We got expensive taste 
That'll make you lose ya faith 
Neva mind what they talkin’ Gata 
I come thru like Drake in the wraith 

I come thru for them thangs in the safe 
Bredwinning been earned my place 
Darksider might scar ya face 
30 guns outside ya place 

We off those leaves of sour 
Respect the game it’s ours 
These streets wanna call me ghost 
Runnin’ scared cuz I got that power 

Filthy like golden showers 
I wouldn’t try that coward 
Better learn who you poppin’ that ish to 
No worries cause I’m nice with the pistol 

No worries cause I’m nice with the pistol 
Cognac in a tall glass of fxck you 
Wrek P. 
You already… let’s go 

Caught you napping 
How that happen 
Never saw us coming round again 
Gave no quarter 
And we floored ya 
Now we going strictly for the win 

Caught you napping 
How that happen 
Never saw us coming round again 
Gave no quarter 
And we floored ya 
Now we going strictly for the win 

PoppaRazi: 
I'm young, black, and I am vicious 
Tryna meat the bread like sandwiches 
Basquiat on them canvasses 
PoppaRazi no damn pictures 
I'm in your presence I am gifted 
Got three sixes in the lane switching 
M-sports so I stay drifting 
In imports cause they made different 

Globetrotting so I stay winnin’ 
The competition is sayin’ that the 
Opposition is apocalyptic 
So they ain't got no shot at winnin’ 

I beast at whoever’s next 
They get rolled away like Professor X 
I got heart say it with my chest 
And my team motto is “cut the check” 

Dividends they wanna take from me 
Faces blue like Jake Sully 
Starving artist so I stay hungry 
But my dinner plate got steak on it 

She mad cuz she curbside 
She all in her feelings, man 
Monique is a weak turbine 
So all she is is yo’ biggest fan, hah 

Caught you napping 
How that happen 
Never saw us coming round again 
Gave no quarter 
And we floored ya 
Now we going strictly for the win 

Caught you napping 
How that happen 
Never saw us coming round again 
Gave no quarter 
And we floored ya 
Now we going strictly for the win

G. Negrra, R. Miles, A. Carter

For The Win

lyrics:

You been left for vacay and I’m at home 
I’m bored to the teeth so I’m on my phone 
It seems that everybody’s gone to the shore today 
But I can’t get away yet to join you or they 

I got so much work I have to do this week 
Occupational hazards of being a geek 
When the muse calls I gotta listen it’s a given 
But I’m missing you sitting next to me and I’m wishing 

If I could see your face just for a bit 
It could be the remedy for these blues gimme bliss 
I’m sure this would be a great temporary fix 
A look in your eyes would give my spirits a lift 

You musta been reading my mind again 
To tell the truth I really don’t mind it when 
That happens cuz it means that we’re on the same wave 
Ooh nice one I’ll be sure to hit save 

I gotta bowl of blackberries and a jasmine brew 
There’s one thing missing I ain’t got you 
Spending summer on the porch swing doing that torch thing 
I know it’s temporary but I’m so blue 

I gotta need for more sugar for my jasmine tea 
Cuz life is less sweet when you ain’t with me 
Then my phone just blows up your face shows up 
Sending me your summertime selfies 

So sultry I condensate 
Can’t tell if it’s the weather or imagination 
The look you gave in the last pic it has 
Me thinking up ways to a full day of passion 

Red velvet pussycat eyes for ya 
Sending back every shot I take quick I adore ya 
Serve me up more it’s a summer downpour 
Thankful for this ice cuz it’s feeling so nice 

Got tea but I’m needing sympathy 
And you give me energy even when away from me 
Your homecoming seems a long way off so 
Imagination flow with letting go for my neko 

I send you a shot of what that looks like 
And three more such stimulate much excite 
When you coming back already I just can’t wait 
Impatient and it’s too hot for this state 

I gotta bowl of blackberries and a jasmine brew 
There’s one thing missing I ain’t got you 
Spending summer on the porch swing doing that torch thing 
I know it’s temporary but I’m so blue 

I gotta need for more sugar for my jasmine tea 
Cuz life is less sweet when you ain’t with me 
Then my phone just blows up your face shows up 
Sending me your summertime selfies 


Breeze hits and I’m so laid back 
I’m in another glass hoping you text me back 
The days are so long when you ain’t around 
I so can’t wait till you get back in town 

Wanna just curl up right in your lap 
On this swing I said I won’t know how to act 
Besides thrilled your skill leaves a grrrl breathless 
And wanting you still you keeping me restless 

Remember we used to play camphone tag 
Chasing each other snapping pix and having laughs 
It still makes me giggle when I think of how we hid 
From each other love you more now than I ever did 

You send me another pic that gives me pause 
There’s something ‘bout the light and that grin of yours 
I look up and there you are standing by the gate 
Looks like I’m not the only one who just couldn’t wait 


I gotta bowl of blackberries and a jasmine brew 
And now the scene’s perfect cuz I got you 
Spending summer on the porch swing doing that torch thing 
Was only temporary now I’m not blue 

I don’t need no more sugar for my jasmine tea 
Cuz life is so sweet now that you’re with me 
And my face got glowed up when you showed up 
Looking better than your summertime selfies

G. Negrra, R. Miles

Iced Tea And Selfies

lyrics:

Move it to the back to the front to the side 
Drop down work it all around let it ride 
Make ya shake it once shake it twice nah slow 
Bang to tha pussycat flow as we go 

What I’m gonna do with you get a clue engage foot floor and shoe 
Getcha back up off the wall cuz the gang be cule and to cause a house quake’s the rule 

Where be all you foxy chix step out show the room how you workin’ it 
An’ where be all dem rowdy boys step to lemme hear you make some noise 

Don’t just stand there jump to tha drum 
And I promise you a good time if ya come 
Got the whole place just swingin’ they arms 
Cuz I’m spankin’ the charisma hittin’ the charm 

Never a dull pause I keep it goin’ 
Don’t move it’s your loss look out below an’ 
I got what you want yeh take a look 
The swing that I bring take ya right to the hook 

Move it to the back to the front to the side 
Drop down work it all around let it ride 
Make ya shake it once shake it twice nah slow 
Bang to tha pussycat flow as we go 
Goro goro goro-goro goro-kei purr stilo lemme freak it 
Goro goro goro-goro goro-kei purr stilo lemme freak it 

Go on and lose yer mind control cuz the floor is a madhouse know yer role 
Ciph formin’ and we travelin’ and we’re going all in till the party end 

Footwork straight on the ball makin’ folx jump and shake the walls 
Bass steady knockin’ so heed tha call 
In a blitz won’t be able to resist at all 

Don’t stand there let it whip throw a fit 
Slave to the dip of the beat when it hit 
And I’m a revelin’ in how you get yer swivel in 
Gryffindor to yer Slytherin 

You and me go the room love it 
I push and you pull and they shove it 
This groove be so on we make it work 
In the upper echelon we go berserk 

Move it to the back to the front to the side 
Drop down work it all around let it ride 
Make ya shake it once shake it twice nah slow 
Bang to tha pussycat flow as we go 
Goro goro goro-goro goro-kei purr stilo lemme freak it 
Goro goro goro-goro goro-kei purr stilo lemme freak it 

Just when ya think I’m done come back to hit ya off with another one 
Get it done hon lights camera action an event like this is a phenomenon 

We gonna have a good time tonight 
Making mics scream with tha rhyme tonight 
Is it fairy kei cuz I’m feeling so fly 
Nah purr kei flash em with the cat’s eye 

Don’t just stand there jump in tha game 
Promised you a good time if ya came 
Never it got dull I’m on a roll an’ 
I’m shakin’ my bottle of coca cola 

Yawl make it a heat spot loving the cut 
Soon as the beat drop we mash it up 
I see you if yawl could shake it it’s shook 
Tha slaught’ that I brought takes ya back to tha hook 


Move it to the back to the front to the side 
Drop down work it all around let it ride 
Make ya shake it once shake it twice nah slow 
Bang to tha pussycat flow as we go 
Goro goro goro-goro goro-kei purr stilo lemme freak it 
Goro goro goro-goro goro-kei purr stilo lemme freak it 
Goro goro goro-goro goro kei

G. Negrra, R. Miles

P.R.O.W.L.

Purr Stilo (Goro Goro Kei)

Purr Stilo (Goro - Goro Kei)

lyrics:

I’m sitting up here at the top of the stairs 
And you’re at the bottom it isn’t fair 
How did we get here how do we leave 
How are we dying should I even grieve 

Made mistakes you don’t even know 
It’s what it takes for people to grow 
Often it stunts not what I want 
And not what we need to water this seed 

That we put under the earth of our hearts 
It was worth the start but we falling apart 
Investing the time seems like a waste 
I still don’t mind you up in my space 

I really wanna stay with you 
But you kinda make that hard to do 
Oh, my God are we done 
Or have we enough to salvage the run 

Think we can be saved 
We just gotta ride the wave 
Are you with me 
Prométeme 
We ain’t gonna drown 
If the ship starts going down 
Swim and get me 
Prométeme 

Think we can be saved 
We just gotta ride the wave 
Are you with me 
Prométeme 
We ain’t gonna drown 
If the ship starts going down 
Swim and get me 
Prométeme 


Yes gotta say I was impressed 
You put in the effort not like the rest 
Quick with the trix but none had my six 
Left for dem chix stir me out the mix 

And you said that I was the one 
And only who let you be you said and done 
Who really felt yours follicles to pores 
Tide to your moon crashing the shores 

Stuck in a helpless feedback wail 
Thinking they’d cart us off to jail 
Freaking out those to side and below 
Cuz you took it fast and then took it slow 

You really want me to stay with you 
But I kinda make that hard to do 
You ain’t the one to think that we’re done 
Do we have enough to salvage the run 

Think we can be saved 
We just gotta ride the wave 
Are you with me 
Prométeme 
We ain’t gonna drown 
If the ship starts going down 
Swim and get me 
Prométeme 

Think we can be saved 
We just gotta ride the wave 
Are you with me 
Prométeme 
We ain’t gonna drown 
If the ship starts going down 
Swim and get me 
Prométeme 


Cupid he stupidly beat me down 
Pink aluminum bat to the crown 
Raised the bar with your je ne sais quoi 
Mi corazon vida my avatar 

I see you… came walking in 
When everyone else walked out and then 
Stayed honest even with wrath upon us 
Something so pure never felt this sure 

What exactly went wrong who can say 
Both of us looking for reasons to stay 
And yet can’t find any reasons to go 
What you see ain’t always what you know 

I really wanna stay with you 
And we both kinda make that hard to do 
Us versus them the fight’s begun 
I think we can totally salvage the run 

Think we can be saved 
We just gotta ride the wave 
Are you with me 
Prométeme 
We ain’t gonna drown 
If the ship starts going down 
Swim and get me 
Prométeme 

Think we can be saved 
We just gotta ride the wave 
Are you with me 
Prométeme 
We ain’t gonna drown 
If the ship starts going down 
Swim and get me 
Prométeme

G. Negrra, R. Miles

Salvage The Run (Prométeme)

lyrics:

Chant: S-E-N… Sen 
P-A-I… Pai 
Too kawaii to live 
Too sugoi to die 
S-E-N… Sen 
P-A-I… Pai 
Too kawaii to live 
Too sugoi to die 


He’s my only number one crush 
Could I be the one that he loves 
Did he notice me I dunno 
Senpai noticed me at hello 

Every single day I see the gooey in the same place 
He looks my way and it’s so hard to keep my game face 
Is he out of my league 
Could I snag him with ease 
Hard to tell because we hide ourselves so well 

But every single day when I see him at the bus stop 
I flash him the Cheshire and he flashes me a megawatt 
Does he really see me or was that to be polite it 
Could be that sometimes we all can run on autopilot 

And in my dreams I hear him tell me straight up with no fronting 
When the flush creeps in-in my cheeks I know he’s onto something 
He say “you sweet like ramune” 
Kawaii desu ne? 

He’s my only number one crush 
Could I be the one that he loves 
Did he notice me I dunno 
Senpai noticed me at hello 

He’s my only number one crush 
Could I be the one that he loves 
Did he notice me I dunno 
Senpai noticed me at hello 

So any other day we’d-a kept dancing the same dance 
He’d look my way and we both fall into the same trance 
Was something in the air 
Or did he even care 
Cuz he threw caution out the window 
With a grin though 

He said that life was crazy short and that was why 
There was no point for us to keep on acting shy 
He said “I just gotta say yer smile it makes my day 
“I dunno if you noticed you had me at ‘hi’” 

And then my dreams came alive so quickly it was stunning 
The blush crept in his cheeks and he was onto something 
He said “You sweet like ramune” 
Kawaii desu ne? 


He’s my only number one crush 
Could I be the one that he loves 
Did he notice me I dunno 
Senpai noticed me at hello 

He’s my only number one crush 
Could I be the one that he loves 
Did he notice me I dunno 
Senpai noticed me at hello 

Chant: S-E-N… Sen 
P-A-I… Pai 
Too kawaii to live 
Too sugoi to die 

S-E-N… Sen 
P-A-I… Pai 
Too kawaii to live 
Too sugoi to die 

He’s my only number one crush 
Could I be the one that he loves 
Did he notice me I dunno 
Senpai noticed me at hello

G. Negrra, M. Perez

Senpai

lyrics:

Come on down to my spot in the back 
This train’s gwan off the track 
I gotta crave you never knew 
And you gonna trip just like I do 

When I say I wantcha wantcha 
When I say I wantcha wantcha 
When I say I wantcha wantcha 
Yeh boy I wantcha wantcha 

Come on down to my spot in the back 
This train’s gwan off the track 
I gotta crave you never knew 
And you gonna trip just like I do 

Like I say I wantcha wantcha 
Like I say I wantcha wantcha 
Everyday I wantcha wantcha 
Yeh boy I wantcha wantcha 

So sick o’ this loneliness dollface I think you got the cure for this
Never the same when I hear yer name I got it bad 
You don’t know how bad it gets 

Thank God my impulsive streak is such a low grade fever under my physique 
All the things that need to be said just can’t check out the asylum in my head 

Captivate me stimulate me 
I’m gonna make all your girlfriends hate me 
I’ll be the beautiful one you never lose 
You’ll fall for me hard and that’s gonna bruise 

I confess I got no control o’ these butterfly contortions infesting my soul 
You’s the best friend I could possibly have 
But I’m-a letcha know I wantcha so bad 

Can’t wait to getcha by yourself with ya rich skin share the wealth 
I wanna touch you oh so much velvet smooth like cream and such 
So cute real down to the root 
Knock Puss right out of her boots 
Weigh on my mind like the world 
Whatcha think it be like if I was your girl 


Come on down to my spot in the back 
This train’s gwan off the track 
I gotta crave you never knew 
And you gonna trip just like I do 

When I say I wantcha wantcha 
When I say I wantcha wantcha 
When I say I wantcha wantcha 
Yeh boy I wantcha wantcha 

Come on down to my spot in the back 
This train’s gwan off the track 
I gotta crave you never knew 
And you gonna trip just like I do 

Like I say I wantcha wantcha 
Like I say I wantcha wantcha 
Everyday I wantcha wantcha 
Yeh boy I wantcha wantcha 

I wantcha 
I wantcha 
I wantcha 
I wantcha 

I wantcha 
I wantcha 
I wantcha 
I wantcha 

Oh man you got the face o’ life and 
I’d crawl fiddy miles over hot desert sand 
To be the one who makes you trip like I do 
An’ be the one who ties you up for a few 

Ain’t blind but I won’t cross the line 
‘Less you come and tell me that you want me to 
I just don’t know how to behave 
You can run you can hide but I know you’ll cave 

Irresistible insatiable 
Could I be any more blunt 
Good gracious no 
I might be a stray but I’m no back alley cat humpin’ round all the way 

Known fax to you but I reiterate 
If you think it’s how I operate 
I just wanna drive you mad 
Disturb your peace I wantcha bad 

Intrigue my heart seize my heart 
Take the leap and please my heart 
Handle anything you think you can throw 
You lemme know when ya think it’s a go 

Impress me why don’t you I’m psyched 
You’d be the one to love me just like I like 
Ignoring this would be pathetic 
I’ll tell ya again I wantcha you get it 


Come on down to my spot in the back 
This train’s gwan off the track 
I gotta crave you never knew 
And you gonna trip just like I do 

When I say I wantcha wantcha 
When I say I wantcha wantcha 
When I say I wantcha wantcha 
Yeh boy I wantcha wantcha 

Come on down to my spot in the back 
This train’s gwan off the track 
I gotta crave you never knew 
And you gonna trip just like I do 

Like I say I wantcha wantcha 
Like I say I wantcha wantcha 
Everyday I wantcha wantcha 
Yeh boy I wantcha wantcha 

I wantcha 
I wantcha 
I wantcha 
I wantcha 

I wantcha 
I wantcha 
I wantcha 
I wantcha

G. Negrra, R. Miles

Wantcha

lyrics:

(original--original--original--original) 

Is it time to hit tha floor I think so 
They came back to get some more…so 
We gonna give it to ‘em hard like brick 
We gonna feed ‘em till they get so sick 

They forgot who they was dealin’ with 
Head to the pillow knocked out legit 
Late to class still hittin’ that snooze 
For that they lose—weapons choose 

See yawl can’t hang like we can hang 
Yawl don’t bang like we can bang 
Lost gyals doing dat bangarang 
Check your mate hun ain’t no thang 

Cuz I’m coming for your king 
And I’m coming for your queen 
And I’m snatching all your things 
Regicide blocking your swings 


Yo puedo y tu no 
Yo puedo y tu no 
Bring all your troops to the floor 
An’ I’ll hit back with the crew hardcore 
Yo puedo y tu no 
Yo puedo y tu no 
Gon’ burn you right to yer soul 
With my kei so original 

Oh lawd what the hell you doon 
Das a good way to getcher rep straight ruined 
Ooh no that’s an attack 
But you tagged me so I tagged you back 

Clown my moves but you can’t stop me 
Down my groove but you nah stop we 
See you comin’ from dat school of twerk 
But we comin’ from where they put in work 

Still nah flow like I can flow 
Still can’t go like we can go 
You said two step got three and four 
That beats your 5-6-7-8 tho’ 

Cuz I’m pulling out all stops 
And I’m honin’ all my chops 
And I’m making all the jaws drop 
Cop a squat while I make this rock 

Yo puedo y tu no 
Yo puedo y tu no 
Bring all your troops to the floor 
An’ I’ll hit back with the crew hardcore 
Yo puedo y tu no 
Yo puedo y tu no 
Gon’ burn you right to yer soul 
With my kei so original 

(laughs) Really? 
This broad said that she could beat me with a two step 
Lemme tell ya something 
You ain’t ready miss--why don'tcha two step to this 

Two-step this, hon, two-step this 
Why don'tcha two-step to this 
Two-step this, hon, two-step this 
Why don'tcha two-step to this 
Two-step this, hon, two-step this 
Why don'tcha two-step to this 
Two-step this, hon, two-step this 
Why don'tcha two-step to this 


Still can’t hang like we can hang 
Still can’t bang like we can bang 
Beat you down with dat bangarang 
Check and mate hon, ain’t no thang 

Cuz I’m coming for your queen 
And I’m coming for your king 
You think you got this sewn 
But we’ll knock you offa dem thrones 



Yo puedo y tu no 
Yo puedo y tu no 
Bring all your troops to the floor 
An’ I’ll hit back with the crew hardcore 
Yo puedo y tu no 
Yo puedo y tu no 
Gon’ burn you right to yer soul 
With my kei so original 

(original--original--original--original)

Yo Puedo Y Tu No

GATA City: Kuro Neko Chaos (EDIT)

Phone RINGS. GATA ANSWERS.
GATA: Yes?
STALKER: Hello, GATA.
GATA: Who’s this?
STALKER: You don’t remember me? I’m probably your biggest fan. I saw you at Fashion is art, and at Fashionmusicality, I seent you at BareNaked Bake Sale, and at the Fetish Prom at QXT’s, uhm…
GATA: Wait… who is this?
STALKER: At Majesty’s Loft, at Insanitea, Newark Con, T-con…
GATA: Oh….
STALKER: I even tried to see you when you had your little girl—
GATA: ::scoffs::
STALKER:  but security was pretty tight. 
GATA: Oh, Gah. 
STALKER: --pretty, pretty tight.
GATA: What the hell.
STALKER: That’s a nice shirt you have on, by the way.
GATA: Wait, what?!
STALKER: I’m looking at you right now.
GATA: N-no…
STALKER: Yes, I am. Cat ears with purple in them? Hair in a ponytail… you do when you’re working?

GATA: (sighs, chuckles) You don’t learn, do you?
STALKER: Yeh, I—
GATA: Stop. No. You don’t. But… you will.  Find him.
STALKER: Find me? What do you mean, find me?
BIG CAT YOWLS, SNARLS.
STALKER: No—no—d’oh—don’t—don’t—ah--
GATA: I told you cornering me was a bad idea.
STALKER: Uh—please—please— don’t –don’t  girl—c’mon—
STALKER SCREAMS like a girl.
BIG CAT ROARS.
STALKER SCREAMS.

I Seent You (Intro)

This is an interlude. If you show up and like it but nothing that's an extended song, I'll know you're just fishing. Miss me with that.

lyrics:

The gloss has worn off the mythical stained-glass window 
I don’t know why 
You love me as much as you ever did, if not more so 
But I… 
I love you, but I feel as if I shouldn’t 
Little demons sparked by shreds of doubt 
Sparked by things you say or do 
Reminders that this is more about 
What you want 
Than what I need 
My own incompletion 
Missing self-love hurting me 
Unfinished business 
Self-issues you’ve not taken care of 
Why are we doing this? 
Universe had this happen for a reason 
Universe saw it fit to bring us together 
But…now it’s dying 
…and I hate it

lovehatewantneed (interlude)

If you've heard GATA City, there is an interlude track called "Transmission From Tha Cat Lair". This is the transmission in full...before GATA was called out to prowl the street. EXPLICIT. Produced by PoppaRazi...

Lyrics:

You can write it all you wanna
It still don't make it true
And you can ink it on yer body
It still don't make it you
And you can talk shxt all you wanna
But it don't make me blue
Cuz in the end I'm Tha ORIGINAL
La GATA Verdadera, boo

Baby-boo the jig is up
Copycat I had enough
Doppelganger yer a hanger-on
You don't believe it, tough
Whole style predating Zero betcha
Before I met and letcha
Into my life to swipe my shxt
But now who's playin' catch-up
Keep switching morphing--LAME
You'll always stay the same
You's for the litterbox
I'm the cream off the top; I reign
No point in all yer fronting
Ain't trying to start nothing
But if your brother called you out then that should tell you something
So mark in all the corners
Spray all the sites you wanna
Facade dissolved and I'm absolved with just a karmic sponge-up
You track and smear my pawprints
And since your dagger I sensed
Google, hack my page go all out
Pussy foot when you get called out

(hook)

Awh, ain't that cute--yer infiltratin'
Can't tell if you stalk or hatin'
Bring it-- brought two paws--no waitin'
Got no roots; yer claws deflatin'
Cats might hiss; snakes do too
Snakebite ain't right; sounds like you
Stylish hun, you wear that shoe
True GATA see; non-gata do
If yer GATA, it's as in "I gotta get this bxtch's clothes
I gotta have that bxtch's life
I gotta get that bxtch's nose"
Nonstoppa since 94--all this to keep yer man?
(ahem) Scuse me--my FORMER man
(thank God) Checkmate--you won that hand
Why keep going? Sounds to me like you got stuck in follow
Feeling hollow...now you wanna spit?
That's "spit" not "spits or swallows"
Just cuz you fxck an emcee
Don't make you one by proxy
Rhymin' skill ain't based in boobies
"Femcee" ain't spelled "s-l-u-t"

(hook)

Like I said, the jig is up
Copycat shxt outta luck
Doppelganger you done mangled things and I don't give a fxck
Cuz yo--you won't rock harder like me
No verbal gymkata like me
ORIGINAL GATA like me
Good try, but you just won't be
Swiping names, joining sites
All you know how to do is bite
Wearing ears, changing hair
But you still won't get nowhere
Where I go, there you go
Follow the leader...really doe?
Throwback--never gonna get it
Biggest Stan but you won't admit it
Bottom line, “queen of scream”
Everyday is Hallowe'en
Day by day people see
You get off cosplaying "G"
Got the masses Flavor-Aided
Slow but sure I'm vindicated
Oh, snap! This might shock you
Yer a GataNegrraotaku

(hook)

(fin)


Tha Entire Transmission [EXPLICIT]

This is a collaboration with a band called The Goldwyn Experiment. Had fun doing this. Rhyme is my doing; everything else is The Goldwyn Experiment.
http://www.reverbnation.com/thegoldwynexperiment
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Revolver .44 (NYC version)--The Goldwyn Experiment ft. ThaGataNegrra

From the  3 Miles Entertainment release "GATA City". 
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Yon, san, ni, ichi

Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kawaii neko desu
Don't get thrown off by the Meowness
Cuz it's GATA City hon
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kakkoii neko desu
You ask me "what do I make o' this"
And I tell you "nyan-nyan-nyan"

Droppin' like a house on a bad grrl's sister
Floorin' all yawl with a bit o' tongue twista
Missed her? I'm here comin' with full strength
Provin' how it hangs can't be judged by the length
Hit strong last long I rox
Curiously like them mints in the box
Can't you tell? Y' ain't seen the likes
Child who compliment and put a dent in mics
Make a woofer bark with the best o' dem
Run roughshod o'er the rest o' dem
Can you take a shot? Yes you can
But be prepped to accept I ain't lesser than
Bad kitty got her own design
Bad kitty gonna change yer mind
About what's bootleg and what's bona fide
Don't just stand there—take the ride

Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kawaii neko desu
Don't get thrown off by the Meowness
Cuz it's GATA City hon
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kakkoii neko desu
You ask me "what do I make o' this"
And I tell you "nyan-nyan-nyan"

Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kawaii neko desu
Don't get thrown off by the Meowness
Cuz it's GATA City hon
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kakkoii neko desu
You ask me "what do I make o' this"
And I tell you "nyan-nyan-nyan"

Blowing right through like a wild tornado
Got no time for the ones who hate so
I keep shakin' the frame at a depth
Ravaging the cut till there ain't nothing left
Seem strange, deranged I might
Flip your head like ya flip on the light
Walk the ledge and break the rules
Crossing my path is an act for fools
Here in my city we make it hot
All o' my clan can take it hot
Am I the one to fake it—not
I be the blackest cat on block
Gata Mala got her eye on you
Gata Mala gonna rock it true
I'm tha Punk Rhyma ain't none finer
GATA mas fina fresher, cleaner
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kawaii neko desu
Don't get thrown off by the Meowness
Cuz it's GATA City hon
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kakkoii neko desu
You ask me "what do I make o' this"
And I tell you "nyan-nyan-nyan"

Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kawaii neko desu
Don't get thrown off by the Meowness
Cuz it's GATA City hon
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kakkoii neko desu
You ask me "what do I make o' this"
And I tell you "nyan-nyan-nyan"

Check it out
Konnichiwa sayin' hi to the haters
Then dump ‘em in a crater
They can drown in a sanctum
Before we dump them we would like to thank them
For the inspiration
They inspire us to be great so
No bygones haters get gone bye
Too busy thinkin' bout the shit I'm gon' buy
Past experience is what I'm goin' by
Been broke for so long and now it's gone, bye
Livin' room decked out everything Sony
Who can you call on when everybody phony
Me and Miss Kitty so witty so if we
Gotta problem if any, you know where to come get me
(Where's that?) Gata City I'm a vigilante
IMAX out the flow it's a visual stampede
The jokes on you damn flow need riddlin'
I am that man and she is cat woman man

Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kawaii neko desu
Don't get thrown off by the Meowness
Cuz it's GATA City hon
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kakkoii neko desu
You ask me "what do I make o' this"
And I tell you "nyan-nyan-nyan"

Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kawaii neko desu
Don't get thrown off by the Meowness
Cuz it's GATA City hon
Watashi wa kuro neko desu
Watashi wa kakkoii neko desu
You ask me "what do I make o' this"
And I tell you "nyan-nyan-nyan"

GATA City:  Kuro Neko Chaos

The holiday bop about coconut and rum you didn't know you needed. ¡WEEEPAAA! 
#WhatSeasonIsIt #CoquitoSZN 

See the official video here: https://bit.ly/CoquitoSznVideo

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Imagine a Lisa "Left-Eye" Lopes/Del Tha Funky Homosapien vocal delivery, and lyrics reminiscent of Janet, De La Soul, and Eminem, all slapped on a technicolour New Wave cosplay rave in Tokyo.

 

ThaGataNegrra is an alternative hip-hop artist who specializes in a funky start-stop delivery; her rhyme arsenal runs the gamut from danceable ear candy to mind-searing aggression. Her distinct flow, catgirl persona, and kawaii aesthetic not only earned GATA the designation of “NJ’s real-life Catwoman” by Indie Flava Magazine, but helped her make her own pawprint on the underground hip-hop scene and the con circuit. Armed with influences ranging from Golden Era hip-hop and punk to dance and new wave, the Newark Arts High School alumnus pounced through a few groups before landing on her feet and striking out on her own.

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Lyric aficionados appreciate the range of life experiences in her songs; she vents them in an unexpectedly aggressive fashion that flies full in the face of her appearance. The Diosa AniManga/PunkRhyma™ writes from her gut, roaring her truth onto two full length projects for 3 Miles Entertainment.

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GATA is a proud geek and otaku, and her performances highlight this by featuring cosplay and her own take on decora kei-meets- Afrofuturism style. Her “...in-your-face” “kawaii-hop” sound was included in the second and third seasons of the groundbreaking hit Hulu show "East Los High".

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