Okay look down here at the lyrics of album 14 not up at the boobs. First 20 songs.

(repeat instrumental just means repeat instrumental, unless Gabe directs otherwise of “copy and paste repeat”) (20 tracks for each print out 3 documents to print)

60 Tracks (Homemade or done)

• My Darling Eminem (Instrumental + Original) done
• Where Was I (My Side Drake high pitch) Homemade
• Angel The Weeknd (Instrumental + Original) done
• Attention The Weeknd (Instrumental + Original) done
• How Bout Now Drake (Instrumental + Original) done
• TKO Timberlake (Instrumental + Original) done
• Spaceship coupe Timberlake (Instrumental + Original) done
• Amnesia Timberlake (Instrumental + Original) done
• Legal Drugs original Homemade
• Right Hand Drake (Instrumental + Original) done
• I feel like dying Wayne (Instrumental + Original) done
• Evil Twin Eminem & Transitions Who Knew Eminem (Instrumental + Original) done
• (Let’s do it again) Homemade
• Hate to Put You Through It Homemade
• Slave to the Wealth Homemade
• Dark Super Nova Homemade
• Darkest Angel Homeade
• Saturday Night In Miami Homemade
• Sunday Morning Girl Homemade
• Swag Unflawed done
• 9th God done
• Baby of Destiny done
• Billionaire Babies done
• Forgotten done
• Mozart Flow done
• Prisoners of the Sky done
• X (Chris Brown) (Instrumental + Orignal) done
• Augusto done
• Nostalgia done
• 4PM in Orlando (4pm in Calebasses Drake) (Instrumental + Original) done
• Godly Angels (5AM in Toronto) (Instrumental + Original) done
• Sweet Man (Sweeterman Drake) (Instrumental + Original) done
• Going Up done
• Ghost done
• Always With You done
• Freedom Is Far done
• Good Lullaby done
• Eternal done
• Demon Realm done
• Ocean done
• Final Run (Halo CE) Homemade (3 parts)
• Way Down done
• The Silent Room done
• Stuck In A Loop done (3 link parts)
• Anger done
• Night Sky done
• Moon done
• Not Himself done
• Morning Coffee Homemade
• Divine Language Homemade
• Man Down Homemade
• Fall In Love Homemade (Intro + Verse 1 + Chorus Her Singing + Verse 2 + Chorus (maybe extend once)
• (Tears In The Rain Weeknd remake) + Converts to (The Weeknd The Morning) (Instrumental + Original) done
• Evil Augusto ft. Wilson Homemade
• (The Weeknd Adaption remake) + Converts to (The Weeknd Love In the Sky) (Instrumental + Original) done
• (Autumn Leaves chris brown remake) (Instrumental + Original) done
• (Fallin Jay Z AG remake) (Instrumental + Original) done
• (Yellow tape chris brown remake) (Instrumental + Original) done
• You Will Never Think Like That Clown Homemade (no vocals needed) 8 minutes long
• Courage The Cowardly Gabe Homemade (6 parts, part 4 sing and repeat over opera, and copy and paste that part for later in song)

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• My Darling Eminem (Instrumental + Original) done

Verse 1: First 1:02 from Instrumental repeat

The Orlando P.D couldn’t use me like Orlando Brown from Raven

I watch Orlando inject brown while they get picked at by a Raven

After getting shot for selling the brown from a pretty little Raven

Space in between for gun shot (From 1:11 to 1:14) (goes back to first 1:02 from instrumental)

Orlando is my haven, that’s so ignorant, stuck in my demonic Haven

I couldn’t be the personality demon, stuck in a rut, with a big butt

I couldn’t be the ignorant demon, fuck a butt, with a Raven slut

I couldn’t comprehend the mirror, every morning, Nintendo 64

I was stuck in the thought of, defeat self every morning, not wait till 64

Even though I met guys older than 64, riding bikes in Orlando

A bit shady, hitmen in Orlando, Police get lured, some piggies don’t make it in Orlando

I was infuriated, talking to doctors, cut out the will

So, I will, get infatuated with an Asian Doctor, and one day meet Bill

Oh, wait I could be Bill, chill, Nill, I reject these millionaires

As I become a billionaire through millionaires, that don’t exist

So, they all get shot and lured for my inheritance, because only Gabe can exist

(My darling, this is my soul, my darling, I can buy souls one day my Darling) x2

(Would you want me creating millionaires, or the Darling right next to you?) x3

Chorus: 45 seconds to 2:01 from the Original

(Sometimes I play Possum…. (goes on) I possess your etc. Before the deep voice comes in)

 

Verse 2: From 1:16 till 2:03 from Instrumental repeat

There’s nothing else for me to say, my website adores me

The voices talk to me, Angels are near me, I feel the devil inside of me

Everybody in Orlando Bores me, they go for a drink snoring

While I speak to families that are mourning, through my kind words of adoring

I am the example of what happens when a Catholic Child stops getting fucked every morning

I am the sample child of Miami Coral Gables forgotten angel, fake families over their mourning

Crocodile tears come out they eye lids, while I dream of pissing them off

So, families flip rolling their eye lids, turning on each other, over my dream that is ticking them off

Reading my website to them is like, accusing them of jerking little boys off

For money and for poison, which they did to me in Miami till gun shots and deals went off

So, Augusto had to adapt to the internet with Al Gore from 1998

While only the chosen few will get to see immortality, ready set, adapt to this year like it is 1998

(Words grew darker, hearts grew colder) x2

(Some killers made it out of the corner, while others literally grew colder, under a boulder) x3

And here I am today 2021 with the world on my shoulder, a bit older

Wondering if twin parents will pass my website link through a folder

That could have blood on it, to pass the website to the children, to become bolder

I can’t hold her, the girl next door as my own daughter

So, I must slaughter these lyrics like these niggas slaughtered my eldest and wisest daughter

(Hard to imagine charter, unless it created a partner, and C.I.A information much needed

Where were my enemies when I bleeded, I guess I am going Kanye, call me Conceited) x3

Chorus

 

Verse 3: From 2:01 to 2:48 from Original

 

Chorus

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Verse 4: From 3:12 to 3:51 from Instrumental repeat (next page)

deep voice: “Shady, listen…”
Fans in instrumental: (Shady!)
deep voice: “You hear that?
They’re screaming for you, I can bring your career back”
Gabe: But I don’t want it back!
deep voice: “Yes you do.”
Gabe: No I don’t!
deep voice: “Yes you do, you’re gonna regret it later!”
Gabe: No I won’t!
deep voice: “I’mma get Que on the phone, I’ll just call the doctor”
Gabe: Go ahead, I already talked to Que yesterday
deep voice: “Well I got him on the phone right now!”
Que voice tone: (Gabe!)
Gabe: You’re lying,
Que voice tone: “Check this out Augusto, I gotta talk to ya.
I don’t know, it just seems like ever since you got off your
Meth, you became a lot softer”
Gabe: But Que, all Shady God is is a bottle of hair bleach and vodka
Que voice tone: “Well, just think about it Augusto, I don’t care.
Just hit me back, and let me know what’s up”

(3:53 till 4:06) (One shot deal)

Gabe: Fuck this mirror!
deep voice: “I’m not in the mirror, I’m inside you.
Let me guide you”
Gabe: Fuck you, die you son of a bitch
deep voice: “Put the gun down”,
Gabe: Bye bye!

From (4:06 till 4:44 from instrumental repeat)
OK I’m still alive,
“So am I too!
You can’t kill a spirit, even if you tried to
You sold your soul to me. Need I remind you?
You remember that night you prayed to God
You’d give anything to be a Billionaire
Living stubborn with your parents for an inheritance through court

Dreaming you could one day beat the air, outer space billionaire?

And look at you now, feeling sorry for yourself with another wasted day?

Well it’s your schizophrenia it just will never go away.

But Gabe I can make your delusions become reality, just more Xanax for today

Hey, don’t look down is the song on your iPod you listen to regularly

You first heard it in High School and rapped as a teenager, bothering your parents everyday

So, remember you are cursed with your birthday, fans celebrate you on the month of May

Outro: From 4:50 till 5:18 from instrumental repeat

Never leave me my darling, my website will make me a billionaire my darling

My soul belongs to the ancestors underground my darling

Angel Gabriel is coming back with a vengeance my darling

(I possess your heart, mind, and soul my darling, stay with me forever my darling) x3

(Gabe will bring you therapy my darling) x3

• Where Was I (My Side Drake high pitch) Homemade

Intro: First 1:01 from Instrumental repeat

Yeah, Gabe still back in the lab

This shit sound like, what being wealthy feel like, For real

This life shit, play my Ricky Martin Life shit

You can’t control it, play my More Life Drake shit

Too much going on, too much, too much, too much

Too much, too much, You, you, you

Make me wanna take ya down through there

Make me wanna, wanna take ya down through there

I’ll take it down, babe, Gabe has killer girlfriends

But the children turn them into good girlfriends

(Gabe will put down the spirit, make me wanna take ya down through there, I’ll take it there, to the heavens, I’ll take it there) x3

Chorus: From 1:01 till 2:05 from Instrumental repeat

Why you never come to where I stay? Always hiding out in your Orlando Mansion

Why you never come to where I stay? If anybody knows, girl you know, I know

Why are we wasting our relationship on a relationship?

Let me at least show you my side of things, man, aw man, aw man, aw man

Let Mr. Gabe show you his side of things, you know, you know

Why are we wasting our relationship, when I can be inside you baby girl?

 

Verse 1: From 2:05 till 3:00 from Instrumental repeat

Me and you are playing house, start thinking that I’m losing touch

Got a tight grip on ya now, maybe I should just loosen up

When I leave you and I go home, I start forgetting what it is

Start to think I got to get it how I live

We too busy for a wedding or a kid

If I’m working then, I know you working

Keep in touch with other women, cause you make me nervous

I empower girls that don’t deserve it

I don’t mean to do that shit on purpose

It’s just when I go home, I start forgetting what it is

The dream is over, I get lost up under my conspiracies

Sorry you let your friends go, for not accepting your conspiracies

 

Chorus

 

Verse 2: From 3:30 till 4:11 from Instrumental repeat

You don’t ever come to where I stay

You just rather stay up in your heavenly mansion

I keep wondering if I got to get it how it is

My visions get blurry when billionaire kids come out of my misses

Yikes, I get lost up in Orlando, trying to figure out what it is

You know how sticky these situations get

You go up higher than me some days

You know what I think we could be some days

Dedicated to my older daughters with a pure heart, for brighter days

Working with the devils in Orlando for true power, cleansing days

(I was ashamed to tell myself I could change my smoking days) x2

Maybe I just need good girls to turn me right these days

Oh, heavenly days, oh my days

 

Chorus

 

Verse 3: From 10 seconds till 1:01 from Instrumental repeat

Yeah, this shit sound like what being wealthy in Orlando feel like

For real though, I had to impress cops though

Billionaire inheritance in court though

This life shit, is everywhere you can’t always control it

Maybe sometimes I feel like I can control it

When I know therapy told me to let go of it

Too much, too much, too much, too much

(You, you, you, make me wanna take ya down through there) x2

Oh, I’ll take it there, I’ll take the message up there

• Angel The Weeknd (Instrumental + Original) done

Verse 1: From 19 seconds till 1:28 from Instrumental repeat

Angel, oh oh oh

You are my angel, you saved me from myself

Knew you were special from the moment I saw you, I saw you, yeah

Oh oh oh oh

I feel you’re closer every time I call you, I call you

And If we don’t make it, I hope you find somebody

I hope you find somebody; I hope you find somebody

I hope you find somebody to love, somebody to love

Somebody to love, yeah, yeah, yeah

I know she will never take me back and I know this

The distance between us, the sky and the earth, I know this

She knows Augusto Gabe is on the loose

She knows I have Guardian Angels, Guardian Angels

(She protected me as her Lucifer, I was her lucifer

Ruined and dead inside, but it feels good to be dead and medicated inside) x3

She is my angel, she will always be my angel

Chorus: From 2:07 till 3:02 from Instrumental repeat

And if we’re not I hope you find somebody

I hope you find somebody; I hope you find somebody

I hope you find somebody to love, somebody to love

Somebody to love, yeah, yeah, yeah

She said angel, woah you’ll probably never take me back and I know this, yeah I know this, aw man, I said angel, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, I’m so desensitized to feeling these emotions, yeah no emotions baby

Verse 2: From 4:10 till 4:44 from Instrumental repeat

(Cause all I see are wings, I can see your wings) x2

But I know what I am and the life I live, yeah, the life I live

(And even though I sin, we all want to live) x2

But I know time will tell if we’re meant for this, yeah if we’re meant for this

And if we’re not I hope you find somebody

We always live a dangerous life, I go back to my wife

Before I go back to Angelic life

I live daily duties with my angels who breath into me life

I live daily chores with my guardian angels that brought me eternal life

I had to laugh so hard at pastors preaching eternal life

Because kissing her devil lips in Portugal will be my demise

When I have the whole universe at my feet

(Forever will I be remembered as Gabe the God) x5

Chorus

 

Verse 3: (From 2:05 till 3:33 from Original)

 

Chorus (twice)

 

• Attention The Weeknd (Instrumental + Original) done

Verse 1: From 15 seconds till 38 seconds from Instrumental repeat

Baby, you are so strong

Baby, you are calm, you are so calm, yeah

Tell me where it went wrong

Was it dad a long time ago? Was it me just yesterday?

You keep looking for attention

You pray to me every day, was this other fuck a long time ago?

Tell me how he fucked you, you love the attention

(I love how he fucked you, tell me how it happened) x3

Chorus: from 38 seconds till 1:05 from Instrumental repeat

You’re only looking for attention, love all the attention bay

You are looking for detention, you are bad little bay

You got that 14-year-old body bay

You got the dirtiest eyes bay; I make music for you bay

You are going psychotic for Gabe babe

(You let me down the other day, I couldn’t believe it babe) x3

Verse 2: From 1:03 till 2:03 from Original

 

Chorus

 

Verse 3: From 1:47 till 2:35 from Instrumental repeat

I keep singing about my issues

I masturbate into tissues

I got a billion dollars to my name

And a million little kids listen to my personal issues

This is what made me who I am

So, baby girl if you’re listening to this god dam, jam

Fuck off, I will find another girl to give me her toe jam

Go slam your drugs with your man, I will be the God of all men

(I will keep rising to the sky, what then, I will fuck a perfect ten) x3

(and forget the pussy you tried to give me back then) x2

(I hate girls like you looking for attention, you probably should be hung by suspension) x2

But Since I am Gus I will let my fans escalate the tension (Because I am Gus bitch) x2

• How Bout Now Drake (Instrumental + Original) done (next page)

Chorus: From 32 seconds till 1:00 from Original

Verse 1: From 30 seconds till 1:00 from Instrumental repeat

Always felt like my vision to be Gabe got to big for me to handle

I guess deleting girls from my world, was for your kid to handle

I guess you read my music and wonder if Horatio Cane is a fan

I guess you read my music and wonder if the people stuck are living under a fan

I guess you read my music and get offended and my gift of lyricism

I guess I got caught in the bullshit legal system, I guess some of you girls are gone mysticism

I was drinking the other night girl, I was hurt that year

I was thinking the other night girl, I was bloody shirt that year

In Coral Gables as a kid, in the cleansing scene, I guess I was a monster girl

I was a little monster with a gun girl, so how you gonna look at my new little girl

(While I am singing high on white girl, with a white girl, how bout now, all you that doubted

How bout now) x3

 

Chorus

 

Verse 2: From 1:06 till 1:28 from Instrumental repeat

My heart belongs to you

Yeah, always been daddy’s little angel

I bought your dad a bunch of shit for Christmas

He ain’t even say thank you

I had no money left from this website, I was focused on the music

I used to always try and send you links of my new shit

You be like “Who’s this”? I be like “me girl”

You be like “oh, word, true shit?”

Then ask if we could listen to Drakes new shit

And ignored my old shit

Speak of the devil ignored by your voice

You got mad I accepted the voice from Japan

I guess I got girls in Florida that would kill for me, cuz I made it like the man

But you never appreciated a real man, so you acted ignorant

(You kept saying delete those billionaire plans, you were the little voice in my head) x3

 

Chorus

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Verse 3: From 1:28 till 2:17 from Instrumental repeat

Yeah, you ain’t really fuck with me way back then

But how ‘bout now? (Now)

Cause I’m up right now (I’m up right now)

Are you stuck right now (Stuck right now)

Oh, you thought you had it all figured out back then

Girl, how bout now (Now)

Cause I’m up right now (I’m up right now)

And you stuck now, yeah (stuck right now)

You thought all that make up made you prettier, but how bout now

Your butt isn’t the same butt it was back then, how bout now

 

Chorus

 

Outro: From 2:53 till 3:20 from Instrumental repeat

You thought my probation was a joke but I am up right now

You may have thought you were going to get high, crack a joke

While I got caught high on crack and thought my website was a joke

I guess my millions of fans have to joke

Otherwise I would cause a war, and I would go broke

(You never accepted me for who I am, you treated me like I was sand, no God, and no

God damn.) x2

• TKO Timberlake (Instrumental + Original) done

Chorus: From 31 seconds till 1:42 from Original

 

Verse 1: From 1:00 till 1:43 from Instrumental

Boarding Boarding Boarding

I get this guap like the principle at Boarding

I graduated the Good enough Nigga academy, boring boring

I got my haters mourning, mourning

This plan I may or may not be boarding boarding

This money, this inheritance I am hoarding, hoarding

This Ferrari I would be flooring

This Juicy J Mix Tape I will be showing, showing

As I drive fast your parents who didn’t want to be glowing, glowing

(Oh, baby girl I was done with the ignorance of the past, TKO, TKO

Down for the count, that great pussy knocks me out, TKO) x3

 

Chorus

 

 

 

Verse 2: From 1:44 till 2:44 from Instrumental

Girl I can see in your eyes that there’s

Something evil inside of you, where did you go?

Cause it just ain’t fair, as I stroke your hair

Over here thinking ‘bout the shit you say

Don’t know why it gets to me

You cut me right through the core

I blaze hot like the suns core

I let murder happen underneath my feet as I walk barefoot on Marble floor

I got rich by singing about being poor

I got this important data in my brain, like brains on the floor (ehhhhh that’s nasty) x2

Oh, I got a girl so nasty, Escort bitch from Miami, so nasty

(I got children looking up to me as a God, so classy, Shady God is classy) x3

 

Chorus

 

Verse 3: From 4:56 till 6:00 from Instrumental

I’m out for the count, yeah, girl, you knock me out

This ain’t the girl I used to know, straight to my dome

Oh, girl you knock me out,

With a TKO, T-T-TKO

Out for the count, girl, you knock me out

With a TKO, Now I’m out for the count yeah girl, you knock me out

With a TKO

Baby now I don’t really know what we’re fighting for

This rematch sex is amazing

I don’t understand it, tell me how could you be so low

Been swinging after the bell and after all of the whistle blows

Tried to get below the belt, through my chest

Perfect hit to the dome, dammit babe

(You knock me out TKO, dam it babe TKO) x2

 

Chorus

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

• Spaceship coupe Timberlake (Instrumental + Original) done (next page)

Verse 1: From 16 seconds till 45 seconds from Original

I could see the sun shine, I see lucifer by my side

Lucifer says thank you to my brother

I am the Angel Gabriel sent here in a disguise

I may be the last face you see, to your evil brother

I had to disguise my intentions, I had to memorize my father

Angel Gabriel is here in disguise, call me Lucifer in case a gun is pointed at your father

I guess my words are a two-edge sword, so I am the only spiritual father

So, one day Bill Gates will let me sip coffee around armed guards

So, one day I can see Heaven’s Gates, oh I love the world, learn to love play mates

It is harder than you think to take an airplane, where we’re going is way too high

I would venture to say a helicopter is the only way, love is way too high

(Love is way too high for real, way too high for real, my love for my older daughters is way too high for real) x3

Chorus: From 4:25 till 4:56 from Instrumental repeat

Hop into my spaceship coupe there’s only room for two (me and you)

And with the top down, we’ll cruise around, land, and make love on the moon

(Would you like that?) x3

Hop into my spaceship coupe

There’s only room for two (me and you) x2

Verse 2: From 3:11 till 3:55 from Original (repeat it once)

Chorus

 

Verse 3: From 4:57 till 5:27 from Instrumental repeat

Now everybody knows that you’re from outer space

(I believe that blue hair is from outer space) x2

She dyed her hair so she wouldn’t work for the man

She is a lost slut with tattoos too hard to comprehend

I would be arguing with God if I said she sat on my face, amen, amen

(It was a sin to block people like me from speaking, she said) x2

(Only because I said I was shady God, in my delusional head, the voice said) x2

I would venture to say my Ferrari could be built with blood money

(So, let us take my Ferrari that would be red out of respect to blood money I said) x2

Forgive me but your words mean nothing after I fucked her friend, I said

Chorus

 

Short outro: From 4:57 till 5:27 from Instrumental repeat

She started asking me about if we will ever be Bob and Linda I said

And I explained Augusto Gabe can’t point a gun to the head I said

(So, I explained to her fuck her brains out, so she doesn’t reveal her past I said) x3

• Amnesia Timberlake (Instrumental + Original) done

Intro: First 18 seconds (no augusto vocals)

Verse 1: From 18 seconds till 1:36 from Instrumental repeat

She keeps talking to me closer

I don’t think I know her, she feels like a poser

Beautiful smile with those sad eyes, I think I know her

That was my type, Amnesia that’s over

If I sing into this mic, I feel like prophecy of fucking her appears

Even if I look forward, I am staring at the devil’s fears

Devilish grin the way I sing like prophecy is Corona

I would venture to tell you a lot of my daughters are named Corona

I would respectfully disagree with this beat because I just infected it with Corona

I would venture to say I moan ya, to insult ya, psychotic mod behavior

I would venture to pray I own ya, to exalt ya, Lucifer mod favor

So every time she lays with me in bed, with her by my side

My invisible angel promises me every day by my side

Even I would have to apologize for the devils by my side

Because my lyrics get proofread by the angels by my side

So, one day Jumpers on a star can explain the prophet

So, they would understand Gabe can still profit

This beat I will off it, I must confess I am off put

Venture to say prophecy was used in this verse by the Thai girl

The Thai girl on my leg will give me amnesia in 200 years from today

Even my lyrics spray your girl down, and she dreams of Augusto Children as she lays

Hoping a knife isn’t in a cleanse of Japan, so Gabe can get laid

(Even the Canadian killer told me I am a prophecy with the gay Canadian bald man) x2

So even I would venture to say it is an insult for angels to read my language

Divine language was taught Amnesia in my prophecy to all my girls is all over

Chorus: From 1:13 till 1:51 from Original

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Verse 2: From 3:33 till 4:10 from Instrumental

Amnesia baby, these photos of us burn up

Even I let down the divine so one day our bodies burn up

Let the Quintin in me possess me while I fuck you in Thai

While Hopsin is killing bad people in Thai

While I visit the Portugal house with Goku through my other clone

While the haters complain on a phone, muted ring tone

Underneath was a song to ignorant people baby

Even if I told you Honor guards were underneath baby

You would fuck my brains out like I was not releasing my baby

This is turning into some fucking kind of amnesia, amnesia

Connect the dots of my face and see the solar system

Because one day Gabe will cleanse the solar system

So, don’t be a victim and fall a victim to me

One day bad bitches with tats will send naked pictures to me

So, Amnesia me in my sleep as I think of the future me

Chorus

 

Verse 3: From 5:23 till 6:40 from Instrumental repeat

Go on and tear me apart

And do it again tomorrow I almost forgot

Who you are, I try to forget about it every time I see ya, see ya

Thought I could do without it, now I know I need ya, need ya

This is turning into some kind of fucking amnesia, I need ya

Memories fade away, love is so insane, I try to forget about it, every time I see ya, see ya

Thought I could do without it Now I know I need ya, need ya

This is turning into some kind of fucking amnesia, I need ya

Memories fade away, love is so insane

(So tear me apart, and do it again tomorrow I almost forgot who we are) x3

(I would be cleansing one new star, because only one in history has ever been cleansed) x2

So forget who we are, Amnesia kept me sober

• Legal Drugs original Homemade

Verse 1: First 37 seconds from Legal Drugs

I was prescribed legal drugs, I was seeing fairies on rugs

I guess I fucked an Aladdin in my sleep, because yours probably drives a jeep

I would venture to say, Adventure is only in my sleep

Otherwise I cleansed Aunt Jemima in my comments below

Which means being wise means Aunts control Youtube comments from below

So I suppose the drugs did make me see the Jumper who goes boo

Even Goku was elected as my sheriff to pull people like me through

Notice how my song grew, I think I even saw a puppet called Mewto

Boo hoo, boo hoo, I crew love this bear with Eminem swag

(Coolest fag coolest fag, fallen angel God is accurate I came through) x3

 

Chorus: (built in Gabe’s Voice) From 38 seconds till 1:45 from Legal Drugs

 

Verse 2: First 37 seconds from Legal Drugs

If you think Goku doesn’t type, then you might be right

Even if I told you Vegeta was my Jeremy, then yes right right

But even then, I would be explaining Precious the fat bitch out of sight

But then I would be explaining my drug habits are precious, because of blight

I would venture to explain stars in our Galaxy explain a barrier I cannot explain

Even if I could, it would sound insane, crash a plane inside the building so vain

Even if the pilot was sane, while jumpers saved good souls in 9-11 so Google is vain

Venture to say 411 pain is for real niggas and lawyers

Venture to say 911 is an insult for the 9-11 Cohen purge lawyers

(Even if Mod Air spoke about me as I typed this song, I would be wrong so far gone) x3

Even if I told you Mod Air can kill on planes every day, I would be right and say

He did it for our kids anyway so Jagex would respect Gabe even though I possess what he can say

(So I pray and pray that 20,000 angels control the psychotic behavior Augusto can display, Augusto law is taught in collages all around, so pray) x3

 

Chorus

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Verse 3: First 37 seconds from Legal Drugs

Yeah I love illegal drug I love legal drugs

I don’t fuck with all drugs I would venture play this song in Asia

So kids won’t see the bloody rugs, more cleansing like population control

So I suppose I am the corona to them, God in their head

If Augusto can control your head, while he gets head from Vados in his sleep

It means he has a special soul bond so he doesn’t get killed by Whis

Even Legendary Hi-Horse Toffya means to off ya

And Gabe has to leave it like psychotic imagery so hopefully it can off ya

Even Conceited is my favorite rapper but I am from another star, to offer

Evidence that is proper, even taking a helicopter is to insult ya

Because that means if we are on stars the way Gabe described on that post for ya

Means you must be worthy to visit the Grand Priest and Gods alike to match ya

So I guess laughta could be in a dictionary on 7 stars is a prophecy of 7 plagues

But even I would have to lie about English being on 700 stars so you can drink vodka

And fuck your wife between her legs, thus now drink my blue vodka

Created by a monster, because now we can legalize monster, (super star) x3

Chorus

• Right Hand Drake (Instrumental + Original) done

Chorus: First 1:07 from Original

 

Verse 1: From 14 seconds till 30 seconds from instrumental repeat

The right hand of pastors giving sermons is the demon realm

The right hand of nurses giving blow jobs are demons film

The right hand of God is the Nebula far from Gabe’s zone

Gabe can’t even admit to the right hand of angels always in my zone

(Even when I sing I can feel the phone so I phone heaven to leave me alone) x3

Chorus

 

Verse 2: From 30 seconds till 1:00 from instrumental repeat

Playing my music at the clubs is my right hand, private jet lands

So the Disc jockeys play my jams, get the club girls horny for toe jam

Oh I smack the shit out this beat but even then they don’t understand

Phantom was so insulted by me like Oh man Oh man

I was so way gone in my 10 year prophecy like Portugal girls were in my van

But then again why would I pick up street walkers, even then I got a plan, I swear I got a plan

But sometimes these plans don’t map out the way I want them too

But sometimes these grand visions don’t release how I want them too

(Right Hand goals, and allures, nightmares for sure) x3

Chorus

 

Verse 3: From 1:07 till 2:28 from Original

• I feel like dying Wayne (Instrumental + Original) done

Chorus: First 1:18 from Original

 

Verse 1: From 14 seconds till 45 seconds repeat

Swimming laps with angels at my Genius home

Drugged out with Court Money being my true home

While the Asian Bunker guy tells me one day every home

Even though my Corona website has reached every home

Swimming laps around a bottle of Vodka with some Seito food

Some sushi is good for you, but let go of the past, good mood

(Only once the drugs are done, that I feel like dying… I feel like dying) x3

I have just boarded a plane without a pilot

I felt like the lucky faggot growing up, creepy captain pilot

More stewardess’s dead in the cockpit

Protected from guns by jumpers and demons

Protected from cops by paying fortunes to sleep with porn star demons

(Only once my drugs are gone, I feel like dying) x3

Chorus

 

Verse 2: From 14 seconds till 45 seconds repeat

I can mingle with the stars, and throw a party on Mars

I am a prisoner locked up behind Xanax Extended Release bars

While I keep stealing the greatest bars

By the greatest rappers with stories like mine of behind bars

I can probably crash the plane into the ocean below

But I probably need to fuck Bulow to get my mind off the blow

So maybe I should just eat some jello, like a mellow fellow

I was once ridiculed for saying my dad was yellow

So they type money and shoot bad people, red is the new yellow

And my Portugal home is not yellow, but I may expose the color yellow

Oh I need a Chelo with a hot Asian killer at my Portugal home, with a Just In Time Fellow

Oh wait I am the main character from the Immortals

So I was 20,000 angels illegally spying on mortals

And Now I am down on earth continuing to cleanse stupid mortals

When I sing I can be at 10 places at once

Maybe the 10 different pills in my system have me done

(So maybe I feel like dying for today) x5

 

Chorus

 

Verse 3: From 1:30 till 2:21 from Original

• Evil Twin Eminem & Transitions Who Knew Eminem (Instrumental + Original) done

Verse 1: First 2 minutes from Original

 

Chorus: From 2:49 till 3 minutes from Original (3 times)

 

Verse 2: (rap) From 20 seconds till 42 seconds from Instrumental (repeat)

I make deals with the devils with my hallucinogenics

I kill the Morgans wearing prosthetics, they hate my website not athletics

I destroyed every chance at my fate, the bright light, has me way out of flight

Was I just arrested again for my threats or did I become a threat against bitches with bitches

Was I just resurrected again for my noise cancelation, ignoring bitches and dogs, both bitches

They made it impossible to learn about wealth so I became a slave

While you wait for the impossible I have possible money for waiting like a slave

Oh I behave, I make it possible, implausible, up the nostril, cost till it raises higher

Tripping on my lyrics is difficult like fucking the devil in his ass, (girl voice) what a liar

I am so tired of Shady God

 

Chorus

 

Verse 3: (rap) From 1 minute till 2 minutes From Instrumental (repeat)

They kept luring jury duty to shoot them in court, cleaning up the mess

While I chain smoke cigarettes, causing an internet mess, messed up dress

They do not understand the ball is in my court, blessed, gonna feel the bless

I was almost arrested for feeling her dress, I guess I am a demonic pedophile

I guess the Gus Frings of court watch over murder during trial, remote file

These evil thoughts I pile, acting like the nerdy Runescape fag Kyle

My parents taught me well, what a joke I sold my soul for my style

20,000 angels into one demonic body named Gabe, CIA classified file

I became shadier than 8 mile, so Nazi like giving the hyle

Maybe I should dial, the looney police, after I become the lawyer of all the lawyers

Maybe I should rewire my brain, Windows 7 file, these bodies I pile

(Maybe it was my evil twin, who pops up now and again, so don’t blame me blame him) x2

 

Chorus

 

Transition (into Who Knew)

 

Verse 1: First 1:07 from Original

 

 

 

 

Verse 2: First 45 seconds from Instrumental (repeat) (rap)

I never knew I would get this big, a big kid, playing with little kid’s ears

No fear my dear hit number 1 on the billboards so I still live in tears

Knowing I left my best years behind me, like a sand monkey leaving his best girl behind

I knew Sand monkeys murdered the idiots who get lured, they don’t get fined

I rap so hard almost like I invented moon shine and cousins fucking all the time

Maybe if I was not insane, I could make a dime, just need to count on family money this time

Verse 3: From 1:24 till 2:20 from Original

 

• (Let’s do it again) Homemade

Verse 1: first 41 seconds from instrumental (repeat)

Let’s do it all over again, sleeping with them has me sober again

Can Life in Miami as a kid have memories fade away

Or do these drowning nightmares with sharks stay

I wanna go back to the start, Miami hotels, dreaming

I wanna go take a Veneno or a Bugatti steaming

I wanna fuck up the fountain blue

I wanna go from Mew to Mewtwo

(Take me back to the beginning) x3

Chorus: From 42 seconds till 1:20 from Instrumental (repeat)

 

Verse 2: From 2:37 till 3:37 from Instrumental (repeat)

Scientist experimenting on our bodies when we were kids

Now I am old enough to have my own kids

Now I understand more then one Sid from Looper call them Sids

Kids with super powers do exist out there in Miami

But again, that means Orlando is a trap for when we move out of Miami

But then again that means special kids and people existed all along

But yet again the truth is hard to find on a radio song

(So, let me take you back to the scientist girls whom look 16 years of age) x3

 

Chorus

 

Verse 3: From 4:53 till 5:37 from Instrumental (repeat)

Sleeping away my pain on Xanax waiting for a dream

Fevered Dream

(Drain the pain away with alcohol and food) x3

(Never gonna do it again is how it felt back to that again) x2

(You should listen to me being way up from my feelings these days) x2

 

Chorus

 

Verse 4: From 5:50 till 6:30 from Instrumental (repeat)

Let’s do it again is an Easter Egg I found in club Paradise

Club Paradise by Drake I have remade several times

Easter Eggs I left behind on the website, in case time flies

(Let me take my audience way up with my sick thoughts) x3

(Let’s do it again the music producer says to make it stick) x2

• Hate to Put You Through It (My Side Drake low pitch) Homemade

Verse 1: First 1 minute (repeat)

Yeah, that’s about it

This shit sound like what being rich feel like, for real

This life shit is everywhere, you can’t control it

Too much going on, (too much, too much, too much) x2

You, you, you, make me wanna take you down through there

(Make me wanna take you down through there) x2

I’ll take it there

Chorus: From 1:02 till 1:42 (repeat)

Hate to put you through it, emotional Miami Girl

Hate to put you through it, lawyer with too many girls

Hate to put you through it, come back to where I stay girl

Hate yo put you through it, my website can have me many girls

Let me take it there (Let me take you there) x3

Verse 2: From 1:44 till 2:30 (repeat)

Why you never come to where I stay?

Always hiding out in your New York condo

Why you never come to where I stay? If anybody knows girl, you know, I know

Hate to put you through it, why are we rushing and forcing it?

Hate to put you through it, this isn’t making sense

Why are we focused on things, that don’t even mean nothing girl?

(They don’t even mean nothing girl) x4

Chorus

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Verse 3: From 3:29 till 4:05 (repeat)

Why can we not find the time, and sit down, and discuss it girl?

Hate to put you through it (Hate to put you through it) x3

Let me at least tell you my side of things, man

(Aw man, aw man, aw man) x2

Me and you are playing house

Start thinking that I’m losing touch

Got a tight grip on you now, maybe I should loosen up, when I leave and I go home

I start forgetting what court is, what it did to me

Start to think I got to get it how I live, sometimes I think others want to live through me

(Hate to put you through it you, you, you) x2

Are we too busy for a wedding or a kid?

If I’m working then I know you working, keep in touch with other women

Cause you make me nervous (Marriage is what I need, you know, you know) x2

Chorus

• Slave to the Wealth Homemade

Verse 1: First 1 minute (repeat)

Slave to the tobacco so I become a slave to the wealth

Show me love, show me fucking love is not all that I needed

How can you live such an absurd life I was defeated?

(My mother is back to who she was years ago) x2

(Court case has me losing oxygen daily, from years ago) x2

 

Chorus: From 2:07 till 3:26 (Drake Part)

 

Verse 2: From 3:26 till 3:50 (repeat)

I never break the promises I made to myself

Or change the names I just gave to myself

(Tattoo in ink Shady God on my arm, Augusto Gabe forever) x2

(Augustogabe dot com forever) x2

I became a slave to the health to the wealth

(Show me fucking love, show me fucking love, cuz its all I ever needed) x3

 

Chorus

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Verse 3: From 3:50 till 4:29 (repeat)

I get lost up in my dreams in the smoke

(Haters disappear in the smoke as I choke another one down for momma) x2

Get this money in court for momma, Woah momma loves me

(Slave to the wealth, slave to my health, I think I became my worst enemy) x3

How can I write anymore lyrics without momma?

How can I progress in life without momma?

(I understand I become a slave with the wealth, tobacco I love bad for my health) x2

I need some strippers and cocaine to calm me down

(Don’t tell momma I am lost like a clown in a town) x2

(My mother is back to who she was years ago, I wish she would stop checking up on women I can’t stand) x3

(Show me love, show me fucking love, I thought it was all I needed) x2

 

Chorus

 

Chorus (one more time after)

• Dark Super Nova Homemade

Verse 1: First 55 seconds (repeat)

She flies down onto Earth, she is the main attraction

(She is like my fallen angel from dreams) x3

(She motivates my heart, she moves my heart) x3

 

Chorus: From 56 seconds till 1:28 (Chorus Again copy paste)

 

Verse 2: From 1:28 till 1:44 (repeat)

Darkest Super Nova, She moves in the shadows

She moves in the shadows in the light she vanishes away

(She motivates my heart, super nova, the brightest star) x2

(I love her forever my holy star) x2

 

Chorus (Chorus Again copy paste)

 

Verse 3: From 2:14 till 2:30 (repeat)

Only she motivates my heart to beat like its racing

(She is my Swazen from space, Dark Super Nova) x2

(Her fallen angel tears sway me back into place) x2

(She makes a man wanna leave it all for her in first place) x3

 

Chorus (Chorus Again copy paste)

 

 

Verse 4: From 3:00 till 3:35 (repeat)

She is the darkest star, exploding the darkest star

(She motivates my heart to beat like its racing) x2

(Her fallen angel wings are gone but her symbol is of a Swazen) x3

(She makes you fall apart, woah she has the darkest heart woah) x3

Woah, dare woah, do I dare, do I care

(She motivates me yeah, yeah, yeah) x3

 

Chorus (Chorus Again copy paste)

 

• Darkest Angel Homeade

Verse 1: First 41 Seconds (repeat)

She is the Darkest Angel in my heart

(She has me fallen down, falling down for her heart) x2

Woahhh She is the darkest angel indeed

(She must be the rarest breed, let me plant my seed) x3

 

Chorus: From 41 Seconds till 1 :35 (repeat) 

She is the deadliest Angel of them all

She is the most deceitful angel of them all

She answered my prayers heavenly call

I can’t even ball without her by my side is my call

(The Darkest Angels will melt your heart) x3

 

Verse 2: From 1 :35 till 2 :14 (repeat)

(She has every man broken down into parts) x2

She welcomes you like a show of Billionaire Art

She could take me apart, from finish to start

(The Darkest Angel is her) x3

 

Chorus: From 2 :14 till 2 :52 (repeat)

The Darkest Angel making me so hard

(She has a way of making you hard, she thinks hard) x3

(She took my breath away in the most inappropriate way) x3

Falling for her is refreshing

 

Verse 3: From 2 :52 till 3 :31 (repeat)

(She could be the Darkest Angel needed) x2

(Even getting high is not the same without her it is conceited) x2

The Darkest Angel is her, she memorized my lyrics

She can sing to my lyrics, her soul is burned in my memory

 

Interlude: From 3 :31 till 5 :53 (no repeat once no lyrics)

 

 

Verse 4: From 5 :53 till 6 :30 (repeat)

(She is the darkest of them all, the heavenly call) x2

The Darkest Angel is her I promise that much

(She has me losing touch, I promise it is her) x3

(The Darkest Angel in my soul to protect my soul with her) x3

 

Interlude: From 6 :30 till 7 :08 (repeat)

She can take you down with just her smile

You would live in Detroit like 8 mile

You would do stupid things you shouldn’t do

(The Darkest Angel has that power over you) x3

(The Darkest Angels are the prettiest indeed, all over you) x2

• Saturday Night In Miami Homemade

Verse 1: First 52 seconds (repeat)

Saturday Night, in Miami lost in the clouds

Had too many drinks I can feel the clouds

I think the drink can make me walk on the clouds

I think I drank more than the crowds

Get me in the Ferrari to run through the crowds

Hit every checkpoint along the way Miami Night

Saturday Night (way up way up south beach Miami) x3

(South Beach Miami way up way up with dreams) x3

 

Chorus: From 54 till 1:32 (repeat)

Spending those Saturday Nights in Miami

(Way up in my feelings these days, feelings keep me at bay) x2

Drinking to the past memories of Bal Harbor as a kid

(Drinking to forget the beautiful girls I missed out on as a kid) x2

Saturday Night in Miami Way lost in the 305 (The 305-way lost) x3

 

Verse 2: From 1:32 till 2:05 (repeat)

Ordering an escort to the hotel is a Saturday

They probably get drunk before going out on a Saturday

Getting escorts was my favorite thing on a Saturday

(Oh, I get way up in my feelings on these Saturdays) x2

(I wonder to myself if this is even right on a Saturday) x2

Saturday Night in Miami way up in my feelings

 

Chorus

 

 

 

 

 

Verse 3: From 2:06 till 3:02 (repeat)

Lost all Touch of reality is how it feels to be in Miami

Looking at all the tourism is beautiful in a Lambo in Miami

Wearing a clown outfit while scaring cops in Miami

Visiting Miami just to make sure the Vegas Dream lives in Florida

(Order me up some drinks just for Miami, Saturday Night in Miami) x2

(Strippers are so ratchet I get lost up in Miami) x3

 

Chorus

• Sunday Morning Girl Homemade

Chorus: First 55 seconds (repeat)

Sunday Morning Girl always fussing bout something

I wanted to have many girls but ended up with one so now nothing

(Sunday Morning Girl manipulator number 1) x2

How does the Sunday Morning Girl become the number 1 manipulator?

She has control over the key issues after the Saturday Night fun

She can smell like Rum or a Gun so much fun, so done, so done

 

Verse 1: From 56 seconds till 1:36 (repeat)

She keeps yelling at me about the escorts and shit

She didn’t take a class learning Gabe is the shit

I swear to God I love her clean but I would eat that shit

Woah there I lost my temper thinking of her fit hips

Those lips, have a grip on my soul, she lost me so many times

I guess she stole my soul away from the Saturday night, so many times

 

Chorus

 

Verse 2: From 2:07 till 2:33 (repeat)

Getting in touch with her soul isn’t easy it is like Sand

I swear to God everything I turned into Gold just melted in my hand

(She keeps trying to figure out the plans) x2

But you know how women get when they got your blueprints out

Thus, I must manipulate back to her or give in to this burn out

(She has me trapped in a maze I can’t escape) x3

 

Chorus

 

 

 

 

 

 

Verse 3: From 2:33 till 3:10 (repeat)

Sunday Morning Girl trying to get me into another commitment with her friend

(I swear they all have friends who look like an L.A friend) x2

Oh, I had to let my guard down on these emotions quick

I guess I may not be the smartest man always like Rick

I guess sometimes love has its on way of showing me how to think with my dick

(I guess this clique I created was enough for her to stay) x3

(Sunday Morning Girl Nagging at me with those noises in bed) x2

Saturday Night in Miami Head and Sunday Morning Girl Head

(Lost in my own head hoping to get more head) x3

 

Chorus

• Swag Unflawed done

Verse 1: First 40 seconds (repeat)

Swagga Unflawed, over the law

Law is worth, so over the law

(Dedication to the ones who struggle with the law) x2

Unflawed Delusions coming to fruition

Conclusions coming into fruition

(Yeah, yeah, yeah Law is worth) x3

 

Chorus: From 1:08 till 1:30 (repeat)

Swag Unflawed is the law

Swag Unflawed is the attraction

Law of Attraction is flawed with your swag

But with my swag I make that book look like a golden bag

Like Billions could fit into a duffle bag

You still count millions like New York Duffle Bags

(Law is worth, swagga unflawed) x3

 

Verse 2: From 1:30 till 2:00 (repeat)

Swagga unflawed, talk bull get jawed

These youngsters still rapping like they are getting jawed

Pause and listen to the flow

(Pause this button and listen back to the website Augusto)

Getting heated up in this bitch

Getting heated like your bitch

You can’t smoke out to anything unless it was you in a ditch

With a homeless guy who once did the voice over of Lilo and Stich

Feeling on my way at the top, I pop off on these noises

Long term investments on top, I drop off these noises

To my Billionaire investors, phantoms and ghosts they disappear

While Angel Gabriel 2.0 reappears

 

Chorus

 

Verse 3: From 2:03 till 2:40 (repeat)

So many of these rappers can’t even hold a candle

And even if they held a candle, I am taking down the Grand Priest

Going Dragon Ball Super in this bitch like Goku Black but the attack on manipulation

International sensation, the impossible maniac at his peak click clack, Gabe Ice Barrage Attack

Holding these candles like little Catholic boys my competition does

They hold candles so small even Jay-Z would skip their music like their own friends would

I hold candles with my bitches while listening to Jay-Z to fuck them with their friends, because I should

(End up talking that bullshit and get shot back at by Gabe’s lyrics in the song) x2

 

Chorus

 

 

Rough Draft Lyric thoughts song refrences

Yall week like a calendar

Beyond week, close to a billion in arm reach

All I can see from my building is palm trees

(Specifically Sorry for the wait 2 lyrics remake.)

I wanted some fruity pebbles

I was kicking pebbles

Dreaming of creating rebels

Realizing church would be calling me devils

And I would be fucking devils

At much different levels

I was eating fruity pebbles

Bit so hard like it was a pebble

I deserve a metal

You could be listening to this song and get a medal

But not the same kind of metal

I am so outer space so mental

I wanted an artichoke from a bloke

Who did coke, he put it up my nose, poke and poke

 

Augusto does copy right

So basically i am copyright

So i own the lawyers thus anti copy right

But i am good at this copy others to be right

(I am so copy right, so cocky right) x3

 

(I think a dink lyrics)

(My Bugatti cupholder broke lyrics)

(Martial Will and Holly on a routine expedition) Favorite in book somewhere.