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No Secrets

by gabi

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1.
Know Desire 01:58
No desire take me over like the one to reign this city with my raps Never wrapping it up I hear the claps in the distance Fuck I give about a like Fuck you know about my life No Recliner Never Falling back Will not Retire Taking out my savings Call me back This rap A telephone Tangled up a wire Spinning numbers Like its pre-cell I didn't school you I pre-Kd I'm self made if you don't count All the people that gave me everything I know Every reason flowed From the faucet Nother name for the verbal Circle of no return Cuz it ain't got reverb Don't mean that I won't return N like that I'm back Main goal: Strategize Maybe attack Only if my soldiers fed Can we take on the fed Deliver you rhymes like ((fed EX)) --predictable metaphors-- Learn to listen backwards DEF I ain't a mc I'm a chef Take a look at your plate The odors and depth Forward I've kept My eyes pourin Out the vision Like an aged wine Tunnel chase light Checking my steps To make em stomps Make sure my pace right I praise night Not in plain site Are you writing x3 with pen Should you type of the rest? Or is this rap too soft Not your type A duet Between me and this life Something you can't take out yo pocket We Polish The rhythm We parlay And parley On wax Or rather wire We wired Determined to bringing y'all back To this present moment Hoping we can own it No desire Takes me over Like the one To reign this city With my raps Never Wrappin it up I hear the claps in the distance Fuck I give about a like Fuck you know about my life I'm fab So mad Science could not fuck w me Anat O me Or you Or us Pour us Another glass A shatter And brass Section for sunsets On prayers louder than mass Could I Translate Whats lying behind the mask The math Doesn't add up But my spirit Is telling me something Tellin me laugh I fell into crafts That let me draw my future Will you follow me, follow me Into this forest Of verses and bridges And rivers a Chorus An eye lash
2.
Saw a nickel thought it was a quarter Say I'm playin, havin fun Defeating boredom But really off the couch I'm fleeing "normal" We supervised by salary Decorum brought by a culture Of delegating work x2 From 1 boss to all of his workers A format made of poison I'm saying: my ideas worth the time Could you absorb them Observe the nature of my emotions Will you adore them Think you know my path My wrath displayed thru These recordings I've got the knowledge to propose new economic models/ Structures of time/ Value of labor/ Reanalyze: the power of prayer And prayer for power I demand you pay me By generation And not by the hour These hands were built for bass My filth in quilts on this page (On this day, in this way) X4
3.
Consolidating True commitment to my revolution I move daily it's a movement Then I act to make improvements Dont play a chord Before you've tuned it My success is in my roots I Call it ruins Before azteca My story tellAN Like Manteca Got you drunk Off more than liquor thoughts pour out theories gettin thicker Will u ride w me find my center Look up in the night rhymes illuminated Like the Big Dipper I'm taking off layers Lyrical stripper Diligent Vigilant In the wind Is where my vision is Never been so intimate Overwhelmed Lost in synonyms Just want my dividends He Hittin her But down the line Someone Hittin him Couldn't see me coming Like a tinted win Dough stretched out the Alleyways to ya secrets Every shameful thought Painful clot Ain't it soft When you harder than yaTrue self Who's left When your gone So high You forgot Every detail I never sleep Well I know I scream Randomly Lord can I detach these Secrets holding onto me I gotta be Accountable And uphold honesty Honestly Ive seen some slippin Yet I've written My direction like a map One step forward Then another And so on like that
4.
Know Food 01:48
[Soda, Soda, Soda, Soda] [adlib] /// Got ya coffee Got me tea Got ya bacco Got my weed Got ya dairy Got my leaves Why you think you eat Cheese sugar bread n beef It's the recipe that matters The quality spice diversity [Soda, Soda, Soda, Soda] [adlib] Do u like it cuz you like it Or addicted to elements profitable to produce N easy to consume Could this vacuum Take up our generation be fed till we're dead (Something like hamburgers) I want my meat like my terrorism In the red don't matter how much you've read And to the white vegans So called kale pioneers Collard greens cuz you make green I see how you colonize earth get off guilty free Same ones who pushed recycling But dare not question the plastic packaging their habits Unraveling Pulled a part Could you pull these facts out like cabinets Reserve it in a vinegar of memory Can it be Canned like beans Label the track Ain't no label But we're at the same table Let's face all the facts Industry perverted domestication Took species of animal and seed And reduced them genetically engineered monocultures bugs won't even eat Not even discrete I need a receipt My palette unleashed My palace verse a patent The pattern repeats purpose of this piece Ain't to judge how you eat to point out the process By which we believe That what is real is what is natural what is here is what is meant to be Simply not the case We been sold on a lie So at least let us ask Y ???? While we still got our teeth
5.
Thank you for coming I'm glad I could give You something I'm happy your time Ain't waisted I'm clapping for You You've made it Another two months with me Thru this heaven and hell Committed to the discipline But I ain't married to it Something like polyamory to my crafts Can I get you a glass of tea Or maybe water and fruit Do you want a straw too Anything I'll try to do To comfort your stay I promise you'll Sway Thru every bass line And hit hat If u the homie Jam one and get to know me Or blame me for not doing enough Cheesy like macaroni Those phony will pass Trophies I smash I'll open it from the middle Cut it right in half Show you what I have To offer to this moment Of pain n desperation A silence so loud The melody seekin meditation Reaching exclamation marks Top shelf price For a voice of that caliber Do they only hear calibers Losing track of the days Could this track be a calendar Thank you for coming Ain't much else I can say Just stick around For the new ... And together we'll Make it thru Press play And enter These interludes Thank you for coming I'm glad I could give you something
6.
Every other day it seems My focus Be unloading out the trunk of nervous intuition For a purpose Searchin Ssertively don't wanna seem weak Even to myself I gotta hold it Down so If they stay up I can skip a dunk N lay up ... Sometimes I'd rather ride slow Than crash Yet Over stayin safe I'd rather take a chance Water my roots So I can flower Devour This hour's my tower I'm climbing up Rope thick U kno the hair like ruppunzle Bobbin heads to tha music Stumble But even when You celebrate Could you remain humble? Could you keep a secret? I promise you'll be the only one to know That even when I'm sure I still doubt the flow But wait What's that about I been thinking back To all the things I never said To keep my job And how this platform Really freeing me Giving me Tunnel and logs To build a bridge a circle of light All of sudden My hurdles feel light Float mind no longer heavy I can talk to you 1 to 1 Maybe we can find ready I wanna find ready gps steady Ride gently With a paddle on both sides through the lungs this a coal mine I wanna own mine For my whole life In the right mind At that wrong time I might find trouble I might try to build something Find rubble X3

about

Know Desire

No desire take me over
like the one to reign this city
with my raps
Never wrapping it up
I hear the claps in the distance
Fuck I give about a like
Fuck you know about my life

No Recliner
Never Falling back
Will not Retire
Taking out my savings
Call me back
This rap
A telephone
Tangled up a wire
Spinning numbers
Like its pre-cell
I didn't school you
I pre-Kd
I'm self made
if you don't count
All the people that gave me
everything I know
Every reason flowed
From the faucet
Nother name for the verbal
Circle of no return
Cuz it ain't got reverb
Don't mean that I won't return
N like that I'm back
Main goal:
Strategize
Maybe attack
Only if my soldiers fed
Can we take on the fed
Deliver you rhymes like ((fed EX))
--predictable metaphors--
Learn to listen backwards
DEF
I ain't a mc
I'm a chef
Take a look at your plate
The odors and depth
Forward I've kept
My eyes pourin
Out the vision
Like an aged wine
Tunnel chase light
Checking my steps
To make em stomps
Make sure my pace right
I praise night
Not in plain site

Are you writing x3
with pen
Should you type of the rest?
Or is this rap too soft
Not your type
A duet
Between me and this life
Something you can't
take out yo pocket
We Polish
The rhythm
We parlay
And parley
On wax
Or rather wire
We wired
Determined to bringing y'all back
To this present moment
Hoping we can own it

No desire
Takes me over
Like the one
To reign this city
With my raps
Never Wrappin it up
I hear the claps in the distance
Fuck I give about a like
Fuck you know about my life
I'm fab
So mad
Science could not fuck w me
Anat
O me
Or you
Or us
Pour us
Another glass
A shatter
And brass
Section for sunsets
On prayers louder than mass
Could I Translate
Whats lying behind the mask
The math
Doesn't add up
But my spirit
Is telling me something
Tellin me laugh
I fell into crafts
That let me draw my future
Will you follow me, follow me
Into this forest
Of verses and bridges
And rivers a Chorus
An eye lash


Know Worth

Saw a nickel

thought it was a quarter

Say I'm playin, havin fun

Defeating boredom

But really off the couch

I'm fleeing "normal"

We supervised by salary

Decorum brought by a culture

Of delegating work

x2



From 1 boss to all of his workers

A format made of poison

I'm saying: my ideas worth the time

Could you absorb them

Observe the nature of my emotions

Will you adore them

Think you know my path

My wrath displayed thru

These recordings

I've got the knowledge to propose new economic models/

Structures of time/

Value of labor/

Reanalyze: the power of prayer

And prayer for power

I demand you pay me

By generation

And not by the hour



These hands were built for bass

My filth in quilts on this page

(On this day, in this way)

X4


Know Commitment

Consolidating
True commitment to my revolution
I move daily it's a movement
Then I act to make improvements
Dont play a chord
Before you've tuned it
My success is in my roots
I Call it ruins
Before azteca
My story tellAN
Like Manteca
Got you drunk
Off more than liquor
thoughts pour out
theories gettin thicker
Will u ride w me
find my center
Look up in the night
rhymes illuminated
Like the Big Dipper
I'm taking off layers
Lyrical stripper

Diligent
Vigilant
In the wind
Is where my vision is
Never been so intimate
Overwhelmed
Lost in synonyms
Just want my dividends
He Hittin her
But down the line
Someone Hittin him
Couldn't see me coming
Like a tinted win
Dough stretched out the
Alleyways to ya secrets
Every shameful thought
Painful clot
Ain't it soft
When you harder than yaTrue self
Who's left
When your gone
So high
You forgot
Every detail
I never sleep Well
I know I scream
Randomly
Lord can I detach these
Secrets holding onto me
I gotta be
Accountable
And uphold honesty
Honestly
Ive seen some slippin
Yet I've written
My direction like a map
One step forward
Then another
And so on like that

Kneed 2 Know

My

Temper tested

tempted to stop everything

And scream

But instead I move on

Make bread into crust: Croutons

Only one income

but got two jobs

magine magic

in a new world

I got coupons

99% off - off w/ they head

Ill start with Lou Dobbs

My people crossin borders

while i cross their minds

cross pollenate

then FELI KUTA

My name is gabi but please call me PUTA

laced up like syrup

y'all leave the house w/out ya shoes on

xicano hair - yalld rather cut it short

but not story i tell is too long

Lets go to court

I got a gavel

Gabilan

movin cattle, killin sheep

Wake you up in ya sleep

at war with the clock

observing other’s battles

the dynamic between

an artist, audience

the information traveling channels

light beams of voice, presence, and form

this music so thick it'll make

your RETINA sore

they say their aint enough

to go around, I'm betting there’s more

when the rhyme enter ya mind

it sworms, then deforms

then again its reborn

taken to another path

a bath, something warmer than holy water

the scraps of scrapes

we got as kids

colonial trace

battered in the butter

with every bite of wheat

theirs rape

theirs faith

tellin us

they're really asking

would you spend

this life pimpin out

your own casket?

every years a new gadget

every year a new distraction

yet

in retrospect,

did this world give you respect

or sponsor neglect

did we protect earth?

or misplace our worth

displace each other

N fail to connect



Consider this rap

an insect - carrying a virus called

“the need to know”



I need to know

where to go when I'm in danger

I dont know where i am safer

i might find bridge

a body of water

my body is water

im prolly the daughter

of the moon the stars the sun the sky


Know Food

[Soda, Soda, Soda, Soda] [adlib]

///

Got ya coffee
Got me tea
Got ya bacco
Got my weed
Got ya dairy
Got my leaves

Why you think you eat
Cheese sugar bread n beef

It's the recipe that matters
The quality spice diversity

[Soda, Soda, Soda, Soda] [adlib]

Do u like it cuz you like it
Or addicted to elements
profitable to produce
N easy to consume
Could this vacuum
Take up our generation
be fed till we're dead
(Something like hamburgers)
I want my meat like my terrorism
In the red
don't matter how much you've read
And to the white vegans
So called kale pioneers
Collard greens cuz you make green
I see how you colonize earth
get off guilty free
Same ones who pushed recycling
But dare not question
the plastic packaging
their habits
Unraveling
Pulled a part
Could you pull
these facts out like cabinets
Reserve it
in a vinegar of memory
Can it be
Canned like beans
Label the track
Ain't no label
But we're at the same table
Let's face all the facts
Industry perverted domestication
Took species of animal and seed
And reduced them genetically engineered monocultures
bugs won't even eat
Not even discrete
I need a receipt
My palette unleashed
My palace verse a patent
The pattern repeats
purpose of this piece
Ain't to judge how you eat
to point out the process
By which we believe
That what is real is what is natural
what is here is
what is meant to be
Simply not the case
We been sold on a lie
So at least
let us ask Y ????
While we still got our teeth


Know Hospitality

Thank you for coming
I'm glad I could give
You something
I'm happy your time
Ain't waisted
I'm clapping for
You
You've made it
Another two months with me
Thru this heaven and hell
Committed to the discipline
But I ain't married to it
Something like
polyamory to my crafts
Can I get you a glass of tea
Or maybe water and fruit
Do you want a straw too
Anything I'll try to do
To comfort your stay
I promise you'll Sway
Thru every bass line
And hit hat
If u the homie
Jam one and get to know me
Or blame me for not doing enough
Cheesy like macaroni
Those phony will pass
Trophies I smash
I'll open it from the middle
Cut it right in half
Show you what I have
To offer to this moment
Of pain n desperation
A silence so loud
The melody seekin meditation
Reaching exclamation marks
Top shelf price
For a voice of that caliber
Do they only hear calibers
Losing track of the days
Could this track be a calendar
Thank you for coming
Ain't much else I can say
Just stick around
For the new
...
And together we'll
Make it thru
Press play
And enter
These interludes

Thank you for coming
I'm glad I could give you something


Know Foundation

Every other day it seems
My focus
Be unloading out the trunk
of nervous intuition
For a purpose
Searchin
Ssertively
don't wanna seem weak
Even to myself
I gotta hold it
Down so
If they stay up
I can skip a dunk
N lay up
...
Sometimes I'd rather ride slow
Than crash
Yet Over stayin safe
I'd rather take a chance

Water my roots
So I can flower
Devour
This hour's my tower
I'm climbing up
Rope thick
U kno the hair like ruppunzle
Bobbin heads to tha music
Stumble
But even when
You celebrate
Could you remain humble?
Could you keep a secret?
I promise you'll be the only one to know
That even when I'm sure
I still doubt the flow
But wait
What's that about
I been thinking back
To all the things I never said
To keep my job
And how this platform
Really freeing me
Giving me
Tunnel and logs
To build a bridge
a circle of light
All of sudden
My hurdles feel light
Float
mind no longer heavy
I can talk to you 1 to 1
Maybe we can find ready

I wanna find ready
gps steady
Ride gently
With a paddle on both sides
through the lungs
this a coal mine
I wanna own mine
For my whole life
In the right mind
At that wrong time
I might find trouble
I might try to build something
Find rubble
X3

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released July 31, 2016

100% Writing, Recording, & Mixing by gabi
70% Production by Flobama

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