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THIS ACRONYM MEANS NUMEROUS THINGS BUT MAINLY GUAVA Y GUANABANA OR GUANABANA Y GRABBA, A FRUIT THAT REVERSES CANCER AND TOBACCO LEAF THAT INDULGES IN IT.


I WANT THIS PROJECT TO CONVEY A LIFE STYLE OF BALANCE AND DUALITY. 

CONCEPTUALLY, THE ALBUM IS ABOUT A RAPPER INFILTRATING A RADIO STATION TO BROADCAST ABOUT A MESSAGE OF ASCENSION VIA AN EVENT HORIZON ; THE NEARBY FORMATION OF A BLACK HOLE ABOUT TO SWALLOW UP EARTH WITHOUT US KNOWING. THE SONGS ARE ALL A DISPLAY OF OUR IMPACT IN OUR MODERN WORLD THAT WE OVERLOOK. WHETHER ITS THE SMALL DECISIONS WE MAKE THAT CAN END OUR INDIVIDUAL EXISTENCE OR THE DECISIONS WE MAKE TO HELP BUILD OUR SURROUNDINGS INTO A THRIVING FUTURE, GYG IS A WAKE UP CALL TO RECOGNIZE OUR PURPOSE AND LEGACY, EVEN IF SEEMINGLY INSIGNIFICANT.

I WANT THE ALBUM TO REACH AND RESONATE GLOBALLY AS IT DOES LOCALLY. 

I WANT IT TO SET THE TONE FOR THE APPROACH TO HIP HOP MUSIC AND INSPIRE THE TYPICAL MUSIC LISTENERS OF IT AS MUCH AS IT INSPIRES THE ARTISTS TO LISTEN, A MORE UNIVERSAL APPROACH.

I WANT IT TO PUT ME ON THE RADAR AND CEMENT MY PLACE IN AS AN ARTIST THAT DESERVES A LEVEL OF RESPECT AND DESERVES TO BE KNOWN FOR THE BODY OF WORK, TAKING THINGS TO THE TOP.

BLACK ICE

la plata en el galvez (prod sntixgxroman)

[Intro]
Yeah…
You feel that fire?
You hear those screams?
That’s the sound of the damned…
The possessed are going to HELL!!


[Hook]
The possessed are going to hell, can’t you hear that demon yell?
Chains on your soul, ringing out like a bell!
No light, no grace, just the fire where you dwell,
Eternal torment—welcome to hell!


[Verse 1]
Eyes roll back, and the shadows creep,
You sold your soul cheap, now you fallin’ deep!
Demons in your chest, they control your breath,
Every step you take brings you closer to death.
You mocked the cross, now you pay that price,
Every wicked deed cut sharp like a knife!
No savior’s hand when the flames surround,
Only screams and fire in the devil’s playground!


[Hook]
The possessed are going to hell, can’t you hear that demon yell?
Chains on your soul, ringing out like a bell!
No light, no grace, just the fire where you dwell,
Eternal torment—welcome to hell!


[Verse 2]
Snake-tongued whispers crawl into your head,
But you can’t wake up ‘cause your spirit’s dead.
Thought you ran the night, thought you had that power,
But the devil claims dues at the final hour!
No prayers left, no second chance,
Just a one-way ticket to the devil’s dance!
Ashes and smoke, where the fallen fell,
The gate swings wide—straight to hell!


[Bridge]
Screams in the dark, flames in your veins,
Eternal chains, eternal pain!
The angels weep, the trumpets swell,
The possessed are going straight to hell!


[Outro]
The possessed are going to hell, can’t you hear that demon yell?
Chains on your soul, ringing out like a bell!
No light, no grace, just the fire where you dwell,
Eternal torment—welcome to hell!

Yeah…
The possessed are going to HELL!!

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