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GD Intro
00:41
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2. |
Digital Smoke Signals *
03:53
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DIGITAL SMOKE SIGNALS
the current state of music nothin is really original
i challenge you all to get your mind open & get a clue
& maybe somethin will spark & you can cause damage too
but for now we sendin out digital smoke signals
i rose outta bed feelin like i was chosen
to lead the masses & expose those that's posin
scalp the head of anybody who think they knowin
the mind of G$, the thoughts just keep on flowin
tryin to stuff my pockets with huns until the seams pop
open the reservation & play nothin but grip hop
it's goin down like toilet water
gettin more gutter than the shitty smells comin from Tijuana
or downtown dirty, dirty Los Scandalous
usually do my dirt all my lonely but now it's damage
blame it on the thunderclouds rainin on the canvas
invadin your local college, shittin on your campus
all hail the chief when you hear 'em speak
my musical army has no room for the weak
we ride for 40 days & 40 nights no sleep
sending digital smoke signals to your subliminal
the current state of music nothin is really original
i challenge you all to get your mind open & get a clue
& maybe somethin will spark & you can cause damage too
but for now we sendin out digital smoke signals
digital, digital, digital
smoke signals
(repeat)
stop requested
this place is too fuckin pop infested
disco sluts, ass cheeks injected
all dick, no nuts, pussy yeast infected
the damage creeps in when you least expect it
Geronimo $ got the beat selected
the Bald Coyote sendin tweets direct
& when we shoot this back to 'em tell 'em
peep the message
about to hit you with a fuckload, a shit ton
pass me that microphone & i'mma spit one
the style is tomahawk, cut the drama off
one solid chop'll knock your noggin off
heads noddin, noddin off, high potency poetry
give 'em pure transformin those who don't believe
spittin vicious voodoo while you're missin mojo
change your fuckin name & switch your image photo
this is 1/2 homosapien, alien, stayin in the zone
where some might visit but most don't go
go get your telescope, we're raising hella dope
fire from the depths, inhale & you can smell the smoke
the current state of music nothin is really original
i challenge you all to get your mind open & get a clue
& maybe somethin will spark & you can cause damage too
but for now we sendin out digital smoke signals
digital, digital, digital
smoke signals
(repeat)
now if you not noddin ya head to this
you probably sick, have no pulse or always on somebody's ___
get a knee to the head like Roger Craig
high steppin the evils leavin um half dead
no thanks, all they got is angst
skinny chicks sniffin crank, fat boys rockin spanks
spare the acquaintance & don't compare me to that fake shit
we all ride the wave but you're not on our wavelength
the current state of music nothin is really original
i challenge you all to get your mind open & get a clue
& maybe somethin will spark & you can cause damage too
but for now we sendin out digital smoke signals
digital, digital, digital
smoke signals
(repeat)
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3. |
Sweat Shop
05:32
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SWEAT SHOP
girl, you got me feeling so hot
your love should be illegal just like a sweat shop
i said girl, you got me feeling so hot
your love should be illegal just like a sweat shop
damn girl, your love is on fire
& i don't want no mothafuckin water
you & me are a match made in heaven
& that match will never ever go out
girl, girl, you got me feelin like a thousand degrees
make me wanna spend all my change
turn around & blow out my brains
girl, girl, you got me feelin like a million bucks
the fuego that we cause hotter than a sweat shop
you got me sweatin feel your fire inside
you got me sweatin while you're makin it rise
you got me sweatin put your pressure on high
you got me sweatin burn my spirit alive
look around & feel the walls close in
time movin slow it's like we're frozen
boxed in nobody else can see in
oxygen is low we're barely breathin
girl you got me sweatin like a fountain
covered head to toe it's like we're drownin
locked inside your cage you got me prowilin
nature of the beast you got me howlin
appetite for destruction, your body i'm lustin
animal lovin with no repercussions
blowin dust in the air, shoot the rocket launcher off
i can't do nothin but stare & light the nag champa
you got me sweatin feel your fire inside
you got me sweatin while you're makin it rise
you got me sweatin put your pressure on high
you got me sweatin burn my spirit alive
girl, girl, you know i never ever beg you please
what i look like, Boyz to Men down, down on bended knee
that ain me, child please
break ups to make ups, the game we play
so i tell her bring it back with the quickness, hurry up, hurry up, endelay
pick a style any style come freak one
it's gettin hot, sweaty hot like Bikram
no fire, no flame, no freedom
you plus me watch what we become
you got me sweatin feel your fire inside
you got me sweatin while you're makin it rise
girl, you got me feeling so hot
your love should be illegal just like a sweat shop
i said girl, you got me feeling so hot
your love should be illegal just like a sweat shop
sweat shop 4x
sweat shop, turn the pressure on & off
sweat shop, burn it down & block it off
sweat shop, fuck it i don't wanna talk
sweat shop, everybody's fallin off
sweat shop, crowded like the holocaust
sweat shop, pay your dues we bought 'em off
sweat shop, burn it down & block it off
sweat shop, we don't need no water nah
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4. |
On & On
04:40
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ON & ON
this is Dalai Lama on drugs
this is pure nirvana unplugged
this Joseph Campbell, this is Steve Jobs
this is lost angels about to be gods
this is Malcolm Little, this is Martin Luther
this is Che Guevara, this is your future
this is revolution, this is evolution
this is retribution, this will keep you movin
on & on (repeat)
outta my mind, outta my soul
outta my life it goes
into the fire, into the hole
into the wind it blows
(repeat)
this is universal power, no love for the coward
this is M16's that i'm droppin on your bean
this is heavy meditation, this is pure observation
this is straight motivation, this is is mind elevation
this is Hunter S. out cuttin heads
this is naked truth raw unfleshed
this is Deepak sittin sedentary
this is Tupac singin Hail Mary
on & on (repeat)
outta my mind, outta my soul
outta my life it goes
into the fire, into the hole
into the wind it blows
(repeat)
i'm like Hercules with that club in my hand
knockin heads off of hydras like it's part of the plan
set fire to my laptop, Jimi Monterey Pop
m.o. is ammo, loaded up ready for take off
sent from above Geronimo $ & Spitting Bull
don't take it literal, i do my damage digital
damage, damage, damage, damage
like the late great MJ, i'm a smooth criminal
sendin these damage signals to your subliminal
get a clue, check my crew
S.O.T.A., bring it to you any way on any given Sunday
get your plate ready we done cooked up another one
iron chef G$ my tomahawk weigh a ton
reign supreme & i have only just begun
to invade your 3rd eye & claim what's mine
gotta pocketful of sunshine, mouthful of moonshine
certified massive droppin acid rain dances
on the mass burn the demon leave 'em layin in ash
beast breathin through the flames blowin smoke through your mask
hear the drummer drummin, the sun gods callin
me & my warpaint woman play the shawshank shaman
freeing your soul, come get your ego exposed
this is damage, damage, damage control
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5. |
All That Fire
03:41
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ALL THAT FIRE
better said i blaze when i hit that booth
know i'm bout a Chevy when i'm in that coupe
chokin on the smoke like that OG Snoop
won't stop til i get that, that juice
prime time i'm on mine
tryin to strike that gold mine
ball before my soul fly,
sky high on that red eye
switched it up, now the punks wanna hate
born broke but i changed my fate
food for thought go get your plate
this' Perignon not Perrier
loud packs we bout that
i'm the don dada like Super Cat
from LA to the MIA
i'm Highly Regarded & here to stay
what's that there you rappin bout?
i call that fire
what's that tree you burnin on?
we call that fire
yo i can't front man
that's that fire
what you gonna do with
all that fire
all that, all that, all that fire (repeat)
hunt it, gather it, put it in a bag
come home with a batch of it & share it with the sacred
the rarest, the purest, anything more would be perfect
anything less is worthless, forget it, fuckin up your whole head
fuckin up your whole head
sick as fuck, no meds
vision blurry, low res
take it to the next lev
head hangin heavy like it weighs two tons
tomahawk swingin at your mind state
fuck everything you ever thought, we unlearn, go primate
my tongue burns with the fine taste of white flames
spit it while you're fallin in the hype & the mind games
wide awake while you're blind to your fate, take this watch your eyes dilate
hi-grade, just a little bit to get you life straight,
blame it on insomnia, stress, or the migraines
lookin at me like i'm for hire, you suckas can't afford my rate
can't hear a thing, put it on vibrate, no apologies, never sorry, Ai Weiwei
wait, wait, wait a second 'fore i let it go
got the fuse lit & ready now it's set to blow
heavy smoke, turn it up another decimal
pure fire, all natural, no chemical
what's that there you rappin bout?
i call that fire
what's that tree you burnin on?
we call that fire
yo i can't front man
that's that fire
what you gonna do with
all that fire
all that, all that, all that fire (repeat)
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6. |
Follow The Spirits *
02:43
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FOLLOW THE SPIRITS
psychotropic, watch the mind go
microscopic, watch the time slow
clock melting like Salvador
off the Salvia crawling towards the earth's core
eyes are red cloud
life wisdom is dead owl
am i faded or prayin?
i'm facing head down, sheddin the flesh just like a reptile
many moons to travel
channeling the gods, spittin devils & angels
breathin in the fire blowin smoke like halo's
strip away the ego let the truth unravel
animal impulse, Spitting Bull a la lone wolf,
concentrated, no fiction & no pulp
join the cult, we're smokin tombstone
skull & crossbones, sorry i'm too stoned to talk homes
fallin in a ring of fire
take me to your leader & bring a lighter
we got worlds to discuss
let's put it all together, blow it out one big puff
"chief! the spirits have got me!" (repeat)
follow the spirits
follow
where the spirits go, follow
follow the spirits
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7. |
The Thunderbird
03:39
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THE THUNDERBIRD
With the nightfall coming & the moon steady risin
if death around the corner, then you know i'm never hidin
facing all my fears with the heart of a lion
you're lying if you think it aint hard, stop cryin
whatever you're selllin i'm not buyin
drag you though the mud with the tears, sweat, & blood
this is spirit unplugged, no fear & no love
be blowin out your tweeters, your woofers, your speakers
give you suckas amnesia, fuck no i can't see ya
got my shades on for a reason
the chaos keeps me breathin
tell 'em get out the way, bump what you heard
& hit you in the face with the thunderbird
go on & hit 'em with the thunderbird
hit you in the face with the thunderbird
(repeat)
i'm steppin in hotta this year
with my co-d at my side & an ice cold beer
tall can in hand as i bump the master plan
got my finger on the trigger & the trigger on the stand
cookin up bloody beats like Iron Chef Bobby Flay
heads will roll from here all the way to the Bay
it's goin up as they say, fools study my replay
she said she had the bomb, i said well touche
you say you're back in effect, well how's that?
excuse me while i'm pushin eject, sounds wack
gimme somethin i can feel i'll take an ounce of that
don't worry where the bows at bitch you get the bozack
no i don't want prozak, no i don't want kalopin
i want the horses in the backyard gallopin
i mean klonopin, no, gimme oxygen, yes
gimme room & don't box me in
go on & hit 'em with the thunderbird
hit you in the face with the thunderbird
(repeat)
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8. |
Call of the Wild
04:28
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CALL OF THE WILD
feel it all through your spirit
see it comin on for miles
if you listen close you can hear it
what you're hearin is the call of the wild
call of the wild
hear it echo?
is it anger, cries of pain or danger?
is it spirit or mental?
keep the fear essential & watch your fire settle
dancin in the black rain, the dark sky
black shades cover dark eyes
the rat race, the long lines,
the back pains, the sore spine
heads hard-wired til the brains fry
blank face with a scarred mind
the campaign, it's all lies
pay stagnates as the costs rise
starin at the sun with crossed eyes
while the band plays hear the war cry
open your ears yeah
eyes & look out everywhere
got 'em on the run like every year
wild call, hear it out loud & clear
show no fear in the darkest night
stand tall tomahawk ready to fight
liquid sword swing with all might
spirit inside got me feelin juiced
Geronimo $ like the hands of Zeus
power to the trench & never settle for the truth
stuck in the mix wanna hang me like a noose
kings of the land mothafuck yo coup
look outside, look outside
i swear i saw another riot
you gonna need more than 2 chains
to hold us down & keep us quiet
feel it all through your spirit
see it comin on for miles
if you listen close you can hear it
what you're hearin is the call of the wild
call of the wild
recognize a demon when i see one
shuttin down your logic & your reason
locked inside the gossip & the treason
you bought out everything in exchange for freedom
dumb & numb as fuck
can't feel a thing, can't run, can't jump
can't say nothin like your tongue got stuck
starin at the ground when the sun comes up
lifeless, whyn't you show me where the life is
livin in a body where the blood don't pump
do i give a fuck? fuck no, what?
waitin on a holiday, throw it all away for a couple bucks
recognize a demon when i see one
smile in my face committing direct treason
that's why we keep the hawks hella sharp
swarmin around like hella hungry sharks
vader of all the darth sky walkin all of this earth
try to be real all you want but you still fake like an astroturf
on the field when i'm makin cuts,
dodgin the phonies & the thirsty sluts
fist pump to the war chant, hell yeah we still give it up
feel it all through your spirit
see it comin on for miles
if you listen close you can hear it
what you're hearin is the call of the wild
call of the wild
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No Bueno
03:46
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NO BUENO
useless info, truthless convo,
who's this? don't know
clueless so-so, socialize
no surprise, not how it's supposed to go though
a broken soul turned follower
in a city of pretty blood suckers & swallowers
sorry they got all of us, no escapees
hold the hate please & hide the babies
easy star, see how spaced out & tweaked we are
mind blank like CD-R's, disconnect & recharge
101 ways to keep me hard but can't
searchin for beauty, hypnotized by the butt crack
fuck that, i need a real distraction
all they got here is false fears
make-up & blotched tears, solitaire
you can find me up on 4-square chokin through the hot air
suck my vibrato
chasin a dream til there's nothin to follow
how low will you go before you fall though?
no bravo for the hollow bravato
no bueno (repeat)
it's all ass
hour glass, it's all ash
strictly night dreams & daymares
they don't play fair, all they pay here is
grey hairs & blank stares
peel the layers back, mirror to the maniac
those of you who weren't made to adapt just embrace the act
& play the back, you're just another needle in the hay
now take your evil little ego off of payback
we're makin clones make clones of themselves
just to make sure they got someone to tell
stuck under a spell but can't read it
it's fantasy & fic
reality's a bitch, she got me misogynist
& on the mic, it's all chemistry, i'm Walter White
& to the average troglodyte i'm a satellite
feed the appetite & work the technology
according to popular opinion all i need is
money, a gun, & a lobotomy
now learn to run from the sun & pray silently
in the green grass come & play with the snakes
& fake it til you make it til it makes you fake
no bueno (repeat)
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10. |
War Cry
07:18
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WAR CRY
every ghetto i go it's all the same
all the people ever want is money & the fame
what happened to college? what happened to knowledge?
i'm talkin esoteric, look at all these mothafuckas round here
man i swear it's
nothin but clones runnin round on these iPhones
bunch of angry birds sittin there on the curb
let me knock 'em off man that's my word
Geronimo $ known to lean & swerve
when i'm floatin through the hood like the ghetto bird
chop it up like some iceberg
lettuce that i put up in my salad
roll that salad just like a pellet
put a fire to it & inhale it
when the pow wow goin you can smell
tales of the hood & i'mma tell
j's on the walls of convicted felons
fools so gone they'll chop off your melon
to get a hit off the rock they sellin
i'm a rebel with a cause & through it all
i'm a keep on, keep on, keep on yellin
what they hittin foe?
tell me, tell me, tell me what they hittin foe?
the reservation aint no difference from livin up in the ghetto
war cry, war cry (repeat)
everywhere i look, everything i hear
everybody's in a daze, everybody's in fear
what happened to dreams? what happened to truth?
nobody believes, nobody wanna lose
i'm from a land of silent cries & loud sighs
where fears & doubts rise & dreams downsize
inside, mind's outside, wander through the green grass
breathin in the dirt from the brown sky
invadin our village & takin our children
& women to a foreign land
forced on a warpath, standin with my tribe
in my warrior stance with my sword in hand
lookin for the man with the suit & tie
with a smile on his face but don't look in my eye
got plans for my land tryin to gentrifry
burn it all down money multiply
cut the trees down, name the streets after 'em
put a flag in the sky, everybody sing the anthem
ceremony for the dead souls, let 'em go
circle of ghosts, everybody keep dancin
what they hittin foe?
tell me, tell me, tell me what they hittin foe?
the reservation aint no difference from livin up in the ghetto
war cry, war cry (repeat)
i'm talkin Morongo, i'm talkin Pechanga
money trail of tears & fears of the ones that haunt them
give 'em land & casinos, the black man reparations
latter of the two never happened for fear of confrontation
backlash, outrage
try to step with that & you might get out staged
roll that snake eyes & your ass is out the game
life is a gamble in every ghetto round the world
so i take my paper plan M-I-A in search of more
questin for my original tribe on a global tour
the ghetto, the ghetto is just like the reservation
so tell me what they hittin foe & don't keep me watin
what they hittin foe?
tell me, tell me, tell me what they hittin foe?
the reservation aint no difference from livin up in the ghetto
war cry, war cry (repeat)
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GOT DAMAGE Los Angeles, California
Alternative rap duo based in Los Angeles, CA GOT DAMAGE takes listeners on a trip through a mystic universe where nature meets technology & past meets future. Bending & reshaping the borders of hip-hop with their digital psychedelic sound, bold imagery driven lyrics & distorted soundscapes, GD creates a vibe that is truly innovative & unique. ... more
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