this is pure prophecy i fucking love this shit.

... 2

How Industrious.

Lyrics:
I just spent a bag on some bad things
Pop a little bit and now i feel like I am lapsing
I be going up while they Crashing
Hit me for the work and didn't realize I'm taxing

Scratch my skin it peels off me
Whisper in this state appealing
Speak softly
I feel great I feel cocky
Lot up on my plate I take my meals promptly

It's a little fucking difficult to operate a function
Throw them fucking hands then get to Swinging to concussion
Fucking losing it like you been trapped inside a dungeon
Body needing more but it jus suffer a reduction

Money on my mind I got his bitch just fucking eyeing me
Preach about my worth and fuck her raw I Call it irony
Swear to God my sense of reason seems to be just idling
556 gon flatten out his block like we be ironing

Walk out, bitch, my top is finna drop down
Territory filled with the stench of fucking blood now
You ain't part of the mix, your getting tossed out
And I been high as a bitch, I gotta come down

I make this shit look like it's easy
Its ok your man wants to be me
I can't see wit u underneath me
And I feel like you been all depleting

BAD THINGS [PROD DUMBCHILD]

Lyrics & Vocals by Red Dot, Doe Slurp, & Ace Shadows
Mixing/Mastering by Red Dot & Doe Slurp
Cover Art by Red Dot

Dead Man

Dead Man w Doe Slurp & Ace Shadows

Буйно голова

[LYRICS]

GORY:

All bark No bite
Bad bitch with the red eyes
She gone ride this dick like it’s over night
Feeling Nocturnal I’m in black and fly
She a brat how she bat her eyes
Imma leave her cat in the after life
don’t want chemistry or I’m cyanide that’s a bad sign like a gemini

Two face two fangs
Kirito dual blades
Hit you from two ways
Chop you up to taste
Bite sized you stay
While I pull weight
on the rise soufflé
Make your bitch drool ay

Wait wait why you talking bout me
you ain’t talking for free
imma make you fucking bleed ay
No face pull up in the 08 got the heater on me you ain’t getting off free ay

My bad gotta taste for murder
raised from the ashe with a hate unheard of
one hundred shots gone rain from the burner
got him running away like there’s legs on the burner
Use them vertebrates shorty move it like it’s urgent got her hands on me she a hands on learner
Wet like a sea and I’m deep in her currents
she ain’t wanna stop there she just wanna go further

My lil bitch a savage she gone kill you if you act a fool
AR automatic got your skull cap in my reticle
I got all these caskets in my attic like the catacombs
She took one look in my eyes and saw that I don’t have a soul

VEINN:

Here's something to know,
Gory and Veinn, we'll tear it up, hoe.
Floors on boards and dough on dough,
Rip it to shreds and throw it down low.

Hatchet combos in the snow,
Throat is severed like emo,
Register the deathblows,
Gettin' head in the chateau.

Knife fight at a show,
Pop one shot and a blow,
Jump off and elope,
With your bitch, I took her home.

Yeah, she bad, I'm gettin' dome,
SRT, it's painted chrome,
Body shots in thunderdomes,
Behead the bodies, do pilates.

With your girl, I make her moan,
My lil bitch a savage, she'll kill you if you act a fool.
AR automatic got your skull cap in my reticle.
I got all these caskets in my attic like the catacombs.
She took one look in my eyes and saw that I don't have a soul.
(x2)

REDEYES W/GORYGEMINI [PROD. VEINN]

Written / Performed by @blckbrds, @j_mattson
Produced @zepelinbeats
Engineered by @tuMaggz

KAFH RADIO 38.74 (w/ JMattson)

Lyrics:

Where you going?
You didn't make a sound
It's a simple question
When you speak it out loud

I've been lying
Wide awake
Satisfying
All the memories of my mistakes

Holy ghost slipped away
Don't be afraid to realign
Holy ghost slipped away
Don't be afraid to realign

Why you moaning?
You never make that sound
It's a self-possession
Never spoken out loud

I've been crying
For another I can conjugate
Simply dying
Under pressure to deny my fate

Holy ghost slipped away
Don't be afraid to realign
Holy ghost slipped away
Don't be afraid to realign

prod. Deademane & MOSSBACK
support: https://www.patreon.com/mossback

Skinwalker Social Club

Comforter

HIT THE THROTTLE IN THE MONTE CARLO 🚬

❥ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/thegorygemini/
❥ YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCFDFOkvQxb-NLBiIYQU0BtA
❥ Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/gorygemini
❥ Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/2LKv0Nxqwf8XBr7aqNoxBD?si=keZGOBcMRuOEFh9pgqepsA
❥ TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@gorygem
❥ 5150 Collective: https://www.instagram.com/5150wav/
❥ Beat by: https://www.youtube.com/@zyllerbeats
❥ Wavehi Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/2iLx2UVrTEV4Vq3T9tY675?si=PW48D86qTBmK4webufdw2g

Lyrics:

(Gory)
Hit the throttle in the monte Carlo whip it with a model 
Yeah my bitch the Mona Lisa but I paint her like Picasso 
Call me Pablo I’m head honcho all these other rappers pawns
I aim the auto at my ops and got them dancing like Ricardo 

Like Bitch vamonos 
don’t wanna piece of me you’ll fall like dominos 
So adios the barrel silenced it ain’t got no audio 
like silent hills you’ll rot up in this place where there is not a soul 
around to hear you screaming did you ever make a sound at all?

I think not 
whatcha want?
All these bitches do the most 
I could kill her pussy she’d still want me fucking on its ghost
She ain’t got chill say daddy can you leave me fucking broke 
Knees down on the concrete fuck her face while my blade on her throat

Guess she made the cut lol 
Missing all these sluts calls
Demon bitch big butt uh 
Lick me like a lollipop 
One night stands and they stand me off
Western music guns draw 
Smith and Wesson when these shot gone catch your body trust fall 
I ain’t got no trust yah

(Wave)
Burning bodies and broken bridges
I won’t leave this crib till I pull up and then I merk the witness
Serve this venom on my blade so you know I’m spitting 
Superficial women on my page so you think you get it 

Push the product my money proper I’m on the net 
He would slice his liver sell it out to have my rolling decks 
Fuck a rolling paper bitch you know we smoking checks
Wanna take my life than take the scope and aim it at my neck 

(Gory)
Hit the throttle in the monte Carlo whip it with a model 
Yeah my bitch the Mona Lisa but I paint her like Picasso 
Call me Pablo I’m head honcho all these other rappers pawns
I aim the auto at my ops and got them dancing like Ricardo

MONTE CARLO feat. Wavehi | Prod. Zyller

System shock,
Bio waste,
All aboard,
Catch a case,
On the floor,
Off your face,
I just wanna rot someplace,
Monophonic,
Droning pace,
Hypnotized,
Telling gaze,
Sunken eyes,
On the chase,
In the dirt I know my place,
Talk the talk,
Poker faced,
Often bored,
Always based,
Needing more,
Shut your face,
I just wanna leave this place,
Economics,
Money games,
Muddy waters,
Words exchanged,
Some will die,
Others quit,
That's just how I like my shit,

Never 
You can never take it back,
You can never,
Never...
You can't ever, 
ever take it back,
You cant ever,
Ever...

Picturing the day that I rot away,
Put me in a grave, leave it unmarked,
Half of a tab of this, half a line of that,
And we did all night long,
All I see is skin walkers,
Fuckin shit talkers,
Imma hang with you in hell,
Got a couple blades in my back,
Days in the trap,
Locked inside a cell,
Can't you tell look me in me the eyes,
Nothing there, no surprise,
Just a corpse, in disguise,
Rushing towards inevitable demise
Warning signs,
Hypocrite,
Schizophrenic,
Counterfeit,
Some will die,
Others quit,
That's just how I like my shit...

Never,
You can never take it back, 
You can never,
Never,
You can't ever,
ever take it back,
You cant ever,
Ever,

Warning Signs

DiminishedSoulz I $ai the Ghoul x PROPHET (prod. Aragoth)

Break ( Ft. Syrix ) +JessieRosse

@CoaastGxd - Facemask
Produced by @nastiitaxii
Engineered, Mixed and Mastered by Eddy Vocals at Lyrics Studio
Art by @Haloblaack

Lyrics
Bitch, I pullup with the facemask,
Homie says he trynna show me where my place at,
So Ima hit em with the blade fast,
Bros asking "Where his face at?"
but I gave it to his momma as a place mat,
"Whoa,"
"Wait, a minute"
"That's a little far"
Come a little closer, baby,
Show me who you really are,
I'm the son of Satan,
Born and raised to raise a scimitar,
Drop it on the world and chop it up into a million parts

I cut your throat like...
Cant catch breath then you choke like...
Blood-soaked clot, then you croak like...
Leave your body bloated, rotten to a pulp like...

Don't fight what you can't win,
Bitch, I already won,
I got you spinnin' in a circle when I step in,
Pretty boy left with a cleft chin,
I was destined to resurrect like Yung Xrist did,
Anxious every night trynna write,
On my kill on site shit,
Shit.
Bitch, Yung Reaper has arrived,
Yall contented staying blind,
Keep a demon by my side when I ride so I dont need a strap,
Plus I got my hopeless soldiers for that,
And a machete in back,
Im gonna cut you down,
So know you can't come around,
Put you in the fucking ground,
Never make another sound,

Bitch, I pull up in a spaceship,
High as fuck,
Give your ugly ass a facelift,
Twisting skin under the knife quick,
Prying off your fingernails with motherfuckin' vice grips,
Fry your fingers up like they was thai shrimp,

My depression got my caught up in these dark thoughts,
Everyday thinking up ways to turn the lights off,
Why stop now?
Hoping I can chew what I bite off,
I find the four horsemen in the night and we ride off.

Facemask

Facemask [Prod. Na$tii]

Why you nervous?

Produced by Na$tii

Lyrics
demo this bitch like I’m plastic
I can’t control my reaction 
toting them guns like they fashion
fuck with me I need that action
I needa fuck on a bad bitch
bugging like my name is Allen
Brodie jus gave me the address
and I’m busting in like an an Addict 

bitch if you in u ain’t no backing out
chasing the pussy like cat and mouse
cock it then I put it in yo mouth 
fucking until I am blacking out 
blacking out blacking out blacking out

lil bitch I don’t wanna hurt you 
I wanna rearrange ya face 
you cannot swim to the surface 
this grip ain’t neva gonna break 
lil bitch I’m certain I’m crashing 
Im fucking with the violence 
but it comes with madness 
i empty yo pockets 
they under the mattress 
you came in with body’s 
my blade got some practice 
I’m searching for god 
but I’m praying for static 
it bites like a dog 
when it’s out of the plastic 
coming over here 
this lil thing automatic
this blade all up in you
like it’s  pornographic 

chorus:
demo this bitch like I’m plastic
I can’t control my reaction 
toting them guns like they fashion
fuck with me I need that action
I needa fuck on a bad bitch
bugging like my name is Allen
Brodie jus gave me the address
and I’m busting in like an an Addict 

Verse 2:
why you nervous why you nervous why you nervous round me
(why you nervous)
why you nervous why you nervous why you nervous round me
(said why you nervous)
why you nervous why you nervous why you nervous round me
(lil bitch you nervous)
why you nervous why you nervous why you nervous round me
(lil bitch you nervous)

this shit got me up for days I can’t feel my face 
I’m the one you can’t erase put me in my place
if I make it through the day I’m gonna be amazed 
see my face is out of frame like how’d I get so vain

Chorus: 
demo this bitch like I’m plastic
I can’t control my reaction 
toting them guns like they fashion
fuck with me I need that action
I needa fuck on a bad bitch
bugging like my name is Allen
Brodie jus gave me the address
and I’m busting in like an an Addict 
x2
Bridge:
said why you nervous why you nervous why you nervous round me
(why you nervous)
why you nervous why you nervous why you nervous round me
(said why you nervous)
why you nervous why you nervous why you nervous round me
(lil bitch you nervous)
why you nervous why you nervous why you nervous round me
(lil bitch you nervous)

Nervous

CHAPTER 1/? FROM "DEPTH STRIDA AND KAISERS JUNGLE ADVENTURES"

@prodkxiser
@nastiitaxii
@istasha
@lenfantlondon

LYRICS

[@DEPTHSTRIDA]

RISE SLOW
FROM THE FUCKING DEPTH HOE
YOU AINT HANGING IN NO BANDO
I AM SCOUTING FROM A PLATEAU
YOUS A BITCH ASS THAT I DONT KNOW
LASER GUNS HAN SOLO
SHE WANT THAT DICK BUT NO NO
SHES GOT FRIENDS AT THE PO PO

FUCK EM UP AND LETS GO


FUCK A BITCH FUCK A PRICE
YOUR SHIT LACKING FUCKING SPICE
4K SHIT, WANT A KNIFE
FACING ME EQUALS FACE THAT KNIFE 
 
IM SO SICK NOT YOUR TYPE
MY FLOW GRANT THE BLIND EYESIGHT
OMEN FIST, THROW IT QUICK
MISHIMAS NEVER LOSING BITCH

BITCH IM ON THAT KAISER SHIT
ON THAT NO ONE TIGHTER SHIT
I LISTEN TO YOUR MUSIC AND I SEE 
YOU NEVER LAND A HIT

YOUS A BITCH
YOU WANT CLICKS
BITCH I NEVER NEEDED THAT
FOREIGN WHIP
DRIVING QUICK
MATT BLACK LIKE THE BATMANS IS

[@NASTIITAXII]

TAKE A FUCKING STEP BACK BITCH
CURRENT CASES RELATIONS AND IT’S A WRAP BITCH
MONEY TAKING MY PAIN AWAY IT’S A TRAP BITCH
BROKEN FACES THEY CHASING WHAT THEY CAN’T HAVE SHIT
GOT NO PATIENCE THIS BLADE WILL CUT YOU IN HALF QUICK 

HITTING BLOW NOT TALKING ARAMCO
IM GOING FOR THE THROAT 
I GOT HER DRIPPING HOW I’M GRIPPING HO
GOT A PROBLEM 
BITCH HE BETTER GO
IM OJ WITH THIS SHIT 
BITCH I AIN’T STOPPIN 
TILL HE HIT THE FLO

MY MOUTH IS FUCKING IS BITTER FROM
THE TABS BUT I AIN’T TRIPPING
GOT HIM TIED UP ON RACKS
THESE PUNCTURE WOUNDS 
ARE FROM THE PISTON 
ANIMALS WE LIVING EM MISSING 
ETHANOL POURED ON MY RAG 
I BEEN A RADICAL
THE WEATHERMAN 
WILL MAKE A FORECAST 

BROKEN WE SMOKING
ABUNDANT DUST UP IN THE ALLEYWAY
A WAYS AWAY THEY CHOKING
ON POTIONS THEY GONNA SELL TODAY 
LILE NO DECAY THE SHIT I BEEN WRITING 
DON’T GOT A HALF LIFE
YOUR WHOLE CAREER A FUCKING DISASTER
NOT TALKING HALF PIPE
DOWN LITTLE BITCH WHY YOU SPEAKING
SHUT THE FUCK UP
BOW OR EVERYBODY YOU KNOW WILL BE
IN A DUMP TRUCK 
HOW THE FUCK U CAME FROM THE BOTTOM 
AIN’T SEE A BEG BUG 
I’M TERRORIZING PAINTING YOUR BALCONY 
UP WITH LED SLUGS


[@ISTASHA]

REACH THAT GRAY CLOCK
GONE 
FUCK A WAKE UP 
LOST IN THE SHADE 
DROP PALLS
AND THEY'RE PITCH BLACK 

CROPPED INTERFACE 
HAVE EM MISSING FROM I'M VISION 
I'M RUNNING THAT CLINIC SHIT 
DOWN IN THE GROUND 
AND GOT NO PATIENTS

GOT
ALL BLACK VEILS 
BROUGHT BACK 
FROM THE TAR PIT 
TRAILS
DROP DOWN 
INTO
HATCHES 

STRAPPING IT BACK 
WHEN I'M GETTING GOT 
JUST A MATTER OF FACT 
I'M JUST NOT 
STEPPING MY FEET INTO GARDENS 
I'M HARDLY ANOTHER TO REACH UP OUT OF THE 
BLACK STRETCH 


ALL BLACK PAT
WHEN I TRACE 
THEM OUT 
MY AC-130 WILL WRITE YOUR NAME 

TURNING BACK
UNWRAP 
ALL THE SAME 
WHEN I ACT 
OUT SHADOWRUN OVER THEM
CLIPPING MAPS
WHEN I'M CLIPPING THEIR CAPS

DEADLY ALCHEMY w/ NA$TII, ISTASHA [PROD. KAISER]

prod @slvg420

lemmie set the record straight,
you a basket case sucker,
fuck a record deal, let the record show,
I don't fuck around with stupid little kids on some stupid shit,
clout sucking dick riding smucks on some goofy shit,


I'm just tryna get the bag,
all you want is puss,
I've been out here getting bad,
while you smoking kush,
little white boys wearing black all you fuckers lame,
come and find me in the void where my demons hang...

 
no way, you aint slang no AK,
no way, you aint getting paid, paid,
fucking fake, go and get your fate straight,
or you'll end up on the dash like you tay k

how you hate a snitch when you snitching on yourselves?
all your heroes dead you should go and wish em well,
flip inside a second if they stuck you in a cell,
how the mighty fell might as well take the L...

rotting out your karma
as I permeate, 
do away with all the drama,
exterminate,
as I pervade the universe of your manic state,
take you to a better place than the pearly gates,
look away,
look away ,
but you can't just look away,
here to stay, now I got you in my mental state,
let it fade, let me take you further down the way,
down the left hand way....

you can't just deny what your hearing,
catch your breath feel your chest still fleeing,
fling a fucker through the void of his ego,
on the other side I'll be waiting greeting,

chaos,
fake the fame for an eon,
begone,
not a day not a dime not a demon,
ask the mirror mirror fairest in the region,
bringing legions to allegiance, in a seance,
see son, I been tryna speak some,
rerun feel the vibrating in your skull so evil,
who am I? bloodshot terrified creature,
pay no mind when my eyes don't see ya...

real eyes realise lies,
sick to the soul no vibes,
rise...
I can make a blood-bag fly first try...
levitate your brain no parlour,
on my honour, no amour,
shots ring watch me stop all em,
call em up, ring up quick and charge em,
fuck getting caught no caution,
brain fog fades into strange distortion,
mortified man with a mind not all his,
all this rumble in the crypt so lawless...
take out your click no coup,
straight out the primal soup,
left like a corpse in the boot,
I am the faceless fool,
I walk a path less looped,
walk with me, walk with me too...
I'll show you, I'll show you truth...
fuck your collective I'm through...

Fuck Ur Kollective (prod. SLVG)

"HEAL 2" THE FIRST SINGLE FROM THE PROJECT "FIRESTARTER" OUT 5/??/2020

FIRESTARTER

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