Soooo, can we take a step back, before we bend it in the ass crack? Blah, blah, blah…
Just to recap
- Roleplay With Shady God
- Speak Of The Devil
- The Fallen Angel God
- The Only Hypnotic Billionaire Boy Toy (Soon to be released)
- Night Time in Club Paradise (Leaking lyrics)
- The Fallen Angel God 2 “The Rebellion of Spies, The Illuminati” (This project may release later on, but focusing on 5th 100%)
Ok so this is going to be long, for some, long. The outline of the 5th album and the lyrics, skits, words, etc.
Song of Storms video will be all the way at the bottom, you will understand as you go young one. Connect the dots, see the invisible ink…
Night Time in Club Paradise
15 Tracks & 2 Skits & 13 songs… Sort of…
- Black Pastor Skit (50-70 seconds of Gabe)
- The Darkest Club (Club Paradise & more lightness)
- Baby Money
- Will She Love Me
- Saint Gabriel (Can’t Feel My Face & Originality)
- Where Was I at (Days in The East feel?)
- Poetic Demon
- Ocean View (Drunk In Love & Originality)
- DNA lottery winner Skit (30-40 seconds of Gabe)
- Memories of the 305 (From Time by Drake feel & Alien by Armin Van buuren)
- Open Soul (Open Road the old Chris Brown song never released)
- I Admit It (star 67 & 6god feel???)
- Club Sun (Different version of club paradise, use your imagination)
- Most Kings Are See Through (Most Kingz jay-z & See Through Chris Brown)
- Visiting the Sky (Low Life & Starboy sounds)
The 7 Tracks with notes, the first 7: I HOPE YOU GUYS LOVE IT, gonna do the best we can. Big team of jerk offs 😉
1 Black Pastor:
(Need like 50-70 seconds of church music in background as the black pastor/Augusto Gabe talks)
And the lord said, he sayeth, get yo ass a job, get yo ass into school, Mmmmm hummmm, preach little nig, preach nig, hummm, coco water, you want some coco water? Man…
Let me tell you about a man… This man was a saint, till he fell out of heaven… He wasn’t happy with his 100 girls, so he touched a monkey, and the monkey done gone bestiality on his ass.
And that is how we come from monkeys…
(Turn it up a knotch)
And the passage in Gabeism and Opraishm sayeth, the almighty creatures in the sky, hummm halelujha, praise Gabe and Oprah.
Donate money to us, hummm, my Bentley ran out of gas! Humm..
(Swat comes in)
Swat member: get on the floor you sad fuck.
Pastor: No, sir it is not what it looks like
Swat member: Get Gabe out of his cage, time to give him his DNA money.
Pastor: No the community needs it, I said hummmm.
(improvise, done from there may need to loop.)
2 The Darkest Club:
Not sure how long first verse should be, take ideas from this we make it simple intro, ambiguous, and bringing people back to deep emotions.
Verse 1 (after 5-10 seconds of music.) (All singing)
Why does this life fail me? I fail like mortality
Realness is just an image, (Just an image) *repeat 3 times echo*
(Lost in The Darkest Club) x 2 slow motion
The Darkest Hour, The loudest thunder shower
The darkest Clouds, The Darkest (The Darkest Club) *repeats 4 or 6 times*
Verse 2: rapping
My life was all sour, no escape from a prison, now I devour, the cynicism
Got life jacked up, I jacked off money went up, billionaire prism, police wish I was stuck in prison
No way I will let go…
(Singing): The Darkest Heart, in the Darkest restart, darkest club
Lost my soul in there, soon to be billionaire, genetics and fame are my golden chair
Are you aware? You could be the one? Are you aware? You could be my son Are you aware?
These niggas need to be aware…
Hook Again 2nd Time
Verse 3: Singing
Do you know the struggle of regret and loss? Losing your favorite boss? Losing the position of boss?
Do you know what life is like as a sinner? Dead because you won’t be thinner
(The Darkest Club, my soul is turning black, my soul is going to the gods…) *repeat 3 to 4 times
Hook Last time… 3rd time…
15-25 seconds of fading away music and I will speak slowly over it.
Watching over the saints as a sinner
Eternal Life, drugs, lust, the club of darkness
How can I be a real winner?
I love darkness, fading in the clouds of darkness
Erase our souls in the beauty of darkness
3 Baby Money:
Getting that baby money, partly sunny
that nigga thinks he funny, that jet lag champagne tummy
Pot and Hydrocone, On top and no clone
That is Augusto Gabe nigga
Baby money little nigga
Genetics worth billions and hundreds of millions
Stock in Brand names, Selling his DNA to great names
(Get it, get it, just get it) *repeats 2 or 3 times*
Verse 1: Rapping
Why do niggas always be faking?
I want to be draking, and caking, making, her shaking
Who is this little boy? Shady? God? Who?
Who is the one with joy? A lady? A Tod? A Cry baby? Who?
Mariah Carrey ass on him, the lights dim, sounding like Slim
Has no career, so makes others look grim, death is near, to those who don’t hear
He got that baby money, that Slurm can, Coca-Cola can, Jack Daniels
All up in your asylum, all up in your face money, smoking camels
Riding in Dubai on a Camel, Billionaire status nigga
Taking showers with hookers and meth on the table
Won’t be stable, nigga, not when Shady gets bigga, break that ass like a flammable, stable
We are talking about that baby money
Nigga, that baby money, latino men got it the best, the rest of you cum on your own chest
Because you aren’t even worth a vest, let Augusto Gabe’s nest, get to be the best
Isn’t Augusto Gabe better then the rest?
Chorus Again: 2nd time
Verse 2: Rapping
To whom do I owe the pleasure, who is the greatest treasure?
Who can measure? Psychopathic tendencies, loving sentencing
Prison time can’t even catch up to this nigga
Shady God and his followers keep saying nigga
Why can’t they put him back in rehab? Another nut case? Another nut house?
Another shooting case? Another buyer of DNA in a big ass house? Buying from a big ass hole
With a sexy asshole? I can give and take pole, I got J. Cole, in a torcher chamber
MDMA trip as we swing like The Secret Chamber
J.K Rowling has no more money in her bank, Gabe’s website put her bankrupt
No need for a sperm bank, he is a sperm tank, he is going to erupt, you should give up
(Just give up the Baby money, turn yourself in, your chances of escaping slim) *repeats 1 or 2 times*
Chorus 3rd Time. Last time.
Outro all singing: Fading away slowly, sound effects deep
Are you caving in? Is prison looking like your biggest sin? Do the Gods have mercy on your soul?
Did these sperm thieves get what is coming to them? Only Augusto Gabe can give what is coming to them.
(Baby money, we got that we kidnapped your lady, how much you love your baby money
Billion dollar, Jurassic World 2018 money) *Repeats 2 or 3 times fading more…
4 Will She Love Me:
12-16 seconds of the buildup and beat melts down
Will she love me like a real danger?
Will she fuck me like a bath house stranger?
Will she leave me without anger?
Will she love me, if I just want to fuck?
*Chorus repeats two times*
Verse 1: Rapping
The tycoon of the century is back in his sanctuary
He is the god of the gods, iQue is just infinity
They both make a duo you can’t forget, a private jet, just let, these two niggas get upset
And fuck broads like a porn set, I haven’t met, Sasha Grey yet, but she could be 50 and I would let
Her do, me as I do her, do you, before you do me
The army of clones and lies
Will she love me if Portugal turns on my drug dealing rise?
Dark Web owner, worldwide, she is wet and wide
Stock in Microsoft, and brand names from DNA
Now the girls who rejected me cry stuck in AA
Bitch go drink what you spilled, lick it off the floor
I would have killed, for you but you let it pour
*singing fade below goes into Chorus*
(Every time I fall, will she love me? Every time I call, will she hold me?) *repeats 3 times*
Chorus 2nd time
Short Verse 2: Singing
Will she love, the way she should? Fuck me like an animal and then forget all about it
Do you doubt it? Judgment clouded, the clouds are making me dark, feeling like Walt from Breaking Bad
Bitch don’t make me mad, just give me that head…
*Beat should change a little for this little repeat before chorus comes in*
(Don’t be a stupid cunt, I am not a fucking runt, I got you out of that dump, not trying to give you a lump, maybe just a bruise and a bump, fucking bad girl, you are my goddess, head to toe, the unholiest)
*Repeats 3 times* maybe sounds a little slower or faster each time?
Chorus 3rd Time final time
Outro 3rd Verse: Rapping
Amsterdam is just a stone throw away from the wealthy
Why won’t she love me? Because she wants the wealthy
But I live like a white trash clown, no matter how wealthy
She won’t love me, 200 dollars an hour? Bitch go take a shower
No more coming inside your flower
*Funny 12-20 second skit talking beat fades*
Will she love me? No, she won’t, that bitch is going to jail
Fucking crazy ass bitch, take this nail, catching you pale
Punching you till I go to jail, your life is a fail
So, suck on my dick, I only enjoy talking to you when your mouth is full
5 Saint Gabriel:
Intro: Singing and words *The bold is all singing & the non-bold is rapping or spoken* *Apply to whole song to not get confused this method*
Saint Gabriel, the chamber of heaven
Saint Gabriel, selling souls, so far elven
Saint Gabriel Come back, return the breath of life
Fuck this world, Fuck everyone in it, Live for the pain, and danger
Don’t stop because of me, hit your pipe Mr. Officer
Don’t stop buying blow and heroine because of me Miss Doctor
Don’t stop touching your 10-year-old child Mr. Lawyer
Don’t stop raping your partner, and taking DNA Miss Prosecutor
Saint Gabriel is back, Saint Gabriel makes all of you look back
Keep track, take a close look is it crack?
Saint Gabriel Nigga, Get a clue nigga, yellow tape at your house nigga
Saint Gabriel brings lightning to you Mr. Officer, No ass for you Mr. Officer
Chorus: 1st time
Does it all sound familiar? You stole that DNA, now you are a millionaire?
Where is the cash you owe? Can you grow? Can you glow? Did Kanye call you back?
Did the Kardashians have a comeback?
Britney fucked up hers, but we all love a comeback
(I am Saint Gabriel, the leader of super models
Saint Gabriel Nigga Memorize it) *repeat 2 times*
Who is Saint Gabriel Nigga? Who is Vinny Chase nigga? I don’t need a chase nigga? I am on a police Chase Nigga
Chris Hansen doesn’t like my Catholic Upbringing
I love little girls singing
So, talk to Saint Gabriel, he is right here, outside of jail, like a pedophile going pale
Deadpool is not even going to hell, he is in my bed making love to my stuffed sperm whale
Saint Gabriel is to drunk right now, probation has him about to kill someone right now
Why can’t Saint Gabriel be on Forbes? Why do the doctors get to meet the Forbes?
Why is my DNA worth billions and yours isn’t even millions?
Why don’t you shoot yourself nigga?
Shoot yourself miss officer, for persecution
Why don’t you take a stand nigga? Do you love oppression?
I Am Saint Gabriel Hoe, take it off hoe
let me smell those feet, let me be elite
let me cum inside all 3 holes
I will retire you off poles
dump you with broken souls
Chorus: 2nd time
One last time, sit down, let us have a sit down, no Ferrari for you, no money for you
No sex for you, no drugs for you, this is the billionaire lifestyle apparently
I am into the Lucifer Lifestyle
Don’t rob my DNA or style
That is a ghost pepper, I will turn you into a leaper
*Echo the rest of Verse 2 in a ghostly way*
Saint Gabriel who are you? Nigga who are you? The person listening to this song? Did you just hit a meth bong? Or a bong? Do you say ching chong?
Is your pussy long? Are you a dick in a thong?
Saint Gabriel has no melody, he just wants to commit a felony
Saint Gabriel, rising to heaven, iQue following behind
Timing is the fable, golden table, golden mansion, eternal expansion
Alien babes, all Augusto Gabes, heavenly blow
(Saint Gabriel won’t blow… He wants to implode
Wants to erode, and corrode, blow another load
Bye Saint Gabriel) *repeat twice*
Chorus: 3rd time/last time
Outro: Fade in and out shock wave in the words before it fades entirely…
Fuck the police
Fuck the doctors
Fuck professional thieves
Broken teeth on the ground
The wicked shall perish due to Angel Gabriel
Destroying our universe
Destroying Angel Gabriel’s Universe?
This is some sort of Dragon Ball Z, type hit
Some type of Dragon Ball Super lit
Saint Gabriel is gone, he died, Augusto Gabe lied, he isn’t a millionaire
(He is a billionaire
His DNA is billions
You niggas ain’t even worth millions
Take a close look at your self
Then hang your self) *repeat 2 or 3 times*
6 Where Was I at:
Verse 1: Singing
This is the greatest legacy of all
I could call, the strongest CEO of the biggest mall
Close a deal in Asia, land of the pedophiles
I could run extra miles, and be a Versace Model with an online persona
But this is not like being a Vergona, alter egos got our relationship strained
My meth days are over for now, but Portugal is going to make me fall, don’t raise your eye brow
My life is on the skits, owning a Ritz, acting like Carlton, billion-dollar lawsuits income
So I cum, inside these models till I am done, No trump towers, but I had models in the showers
Some heroine in her veins, watched her relax, as I was sober, felt at my max, the scene was game over
No deal I can’t close, nothing I can’t own, but where was I at?
Can you please tell me, where was I at?
Hook 1st time: All Singing
Where was I at? Should have been loving you, fucking you, staying somewhat true
Stuck with niggas, who have no clue, where is blue’s clues, Billion-dollar sperm money clues
Asylums have me on a hit list…
(Where was I at? Please tell me, I was so foolish) *repeats 3 times*
Verse 2: Singing
Why does she keep asking me questions about him, the lights were dim, I was drunk within
Where was I at? Last summer when you needed me the most
Billionaires want to have a grandiose toast
My life fell apart, music was my only outlet, I felt like I was at a roast
Roasting my own self in the music, To many egotistical musicians are useless
Where was I at? When you didn’t invite me over, to bend you over
iQue and me are taking over, the duo combination, taking over every nation
We are cyber criminals on the run, iQue has my million-dollar trust fund
Borrowing my Bugatti, before I go cum, and pass it all down to my son
Why can’t I forgive? Where Was I at? Why can’t I live? Where Was I at?
Can somebody please tell me, where the fuck I am at?
Hook 2nd time/last time
Beat needs to altar beautifully into the last verse, somewhat of entirely different, and have a repeated boom like in Days in The East but make it original. Between Hook 2nd time and Verse 3, should be a 10-15 second silence!
Verse 3: Rapping only (longest verse)
Last night I was at the other YOLO estate
Not with Drake, but with iQue and the god of Fate
I was in the studio, making those beats and sounds flair
Last night I was fucking some bitches hair, she was petite I was unaware
Where was I at? I was in her bedroom giving that 15 year old ass what it wanted
Wish she was a little younger, I wish I was hunger, then I wouldn’t have to hunger
After little kids, and billion dollars from my own kids, my DNA is taking over
Where was I at? 4 month sentence on Sedona’s coast
I tried to swim away but I got the lash the most
How can the world accept me as the king of kings?
Where Was I At, when the Royals were passing out rings?
Am I that last dinosaur from 2018 Jurassic? That fantastic?
You niggas will always be below me, so blow me, and give blow to me
Que and me are taking over, show is over, my blog will never be over
Should I join Shady or October, which firm, which germ, do they want my sperm?
Where Was I at? I was faded away
Jay my brother from Spain, what a pain, wants a million-dollar check for his insane, life
Relatives are going to mooch off of me, I wish a 10-year-old Kristen dundst was on top of me
I will have parties in Spain, acting like Horatio Cane
My niggas all say “Are you insane?”
Where was I at?
Fucking an underage girl like R. Kelly
Where was I at?
Doing meth to lose my jelly belly
Where was I at?
Wishing on Asa Akira’s feet which are smelly
Now I am gone, que fade away the song…
(Where Was I at?) *repeats 3 times*
7 Poetic Demon:
Que don’t hate me for this! I want this to be like the link I send you song of storms from Ocarina, for the whole talking intro. After that it turns into a beat with a 30 or 40 second transformation.
Just in case you didn’t get the link 10 hours song of storms best game ever made Ocarina!
Why does this life take a toll on my soul, billion-dollar sperm making me whole?
Why do I piss people off, why do I like to jerk off, why won’t I just head off?
Walk far away from the pain, no one can detain, this insane, brain, in my own lane
What made you better? I can get your bitch even wetter
Is your sperm worth billions to royal families? No, you are just my bitch
I committed suicide once, was amazing I saw the other side
Someone saved my life, the gods rekindled my soul
I saw heaven for once, I felt like heaven was in the palm of my hands…
Now I see I have the plans, I make the gods hold our hands
Blood dripping from my enemies’ hands, they can’t stand my great skill
iQue and me are going to make it all ill
And one last thing, Augusto Gabe dot com is the best website of all time
Here is where the beat will start to change, it goes from 100% piano like Song of Storms, and then it turns into something 100% original, maybe keep some of the piano, and a close remake to song of storms or the exact song of storms works. It is all free music thankfully, we aren’t selling out of the trunk…
Chorus 1st time: All singing
Do you want it all? I can’t have it all
Poeticness, I am the lochness, courage the cowardly dog
I am the puppy from way back
Sold my soul to the darkest gods, can’t get it back
(I ask my fans what I am to them, and they yell God
I am the poetic demon) *repeat twice*
Verse 1: Singing
Who gave all you niggas life from the start? Who made you feel a restart
Sending my fans to psych wards, my music will give you demonic dreams
The unholiest of all, I am the unholiest of all, go buy blow from a cop
As a matter of fact, ask if you can blow a cop
Tick Tock, time served, pimping laws, my girls still love me
Stupid anti pimping laws, Feel like breaking jaws
Chorus 2nd time last time
Hope you enjoyed this little message, don’t get arrested, unless you look like me
Turn yourself in, maybe your sperm is worth millions and billions
I am legendary like trillions
Suck on my dick, please
Suck on my toes
Lick my sweaty feet head to toe
The poetic demon Shady God
Or Augusto Gabe
Both personas are evil
No evil twin, they can’t be thin
Goodbye little ones… I am the 65 billion-year-old, and net worth angel
The darkest angel to protect the faithful
(Broken English Broken Dreams Broken Teams Broken Days Come join the poetic demons) *repeats twice*
*Song should fade away nicely with the piano I hope. 8 seconds or so of silent playing. *
Okay done! Just 7 tracks to share, plan on sharing the rest I think when done so the remaining 8 tracks.
Song of Storms 10 hours, you can stop it, I lasted 3 hours listening to this, while smoking cigarettes with my iPod outside all day. Can you do that? Meditation. “Black Lungs, Black Moles, Black Soul” – Full Of Depression…