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1.
Intro Hymn 01:00
I drink it neat for a while I hit the blunt with a smile Shotgun he’s dead run a mile Ain’t been to church in a while
2.
Goya Gumbani: Clouds raining down on me Ma been tryina warn me Pop’s gone same story Walked into a different home Same couch Same niggas watching Maury I don’t care for the story The things y’all fucking with is the same things that fucking bore me Release me..... Water wash all my sins away x2 Same day tryina get paid Doing it for the love or for the paper Hand out like the waiters and the waitress Subculture: Fire reign down on them like hey Thunder up in the sky like ho Snow falls down to my brain The cold numbs by pain Angels guide me through my soul Tertia May: Somewhere I know the rain is gonna shine But right now this fuckery ain’t right And I’m hurting in my soul I’m not in control Don’t you open up that window Don’t you let out that antedote I’m just sick of just f**ing and feeling low I’m eating these noodles with nothing on My wallet thin yeh my baby thick Yeh this p*** don’t taste like a summer trip
3.
Goya Gumbani: From the vast waters I done been through For the cash I been sinful Still standing on the ave with the minerals Been a while since the line lost signal But from now on the bills due That’s when the stress brews Tryina lead with the truth where the lies root Systems got reboot I got the knots unloosed & the cops tryina scoop But I done hit my last already And I’m tryina go where the past won’t let me I’ma break thru the back doors bet me Subculture: Lord heaven is The memories we collect as kids Now in my bones I feel the coldness from the throne Goya Gumbani: Close to the achievement But I can still feel the demons reaching Got my uncle in my earlobe preaching Same lessons from the teachings Son gone so far from the feastings Now Niggas want a piece in So sly can’t even hiding the creeping It’s the trust I’m needing Many flights my nights consist of treason I lost count of the feedings And the feeling I feel free when the leaves sing And the lord on the phone wanna know when we meeting But I told em it’s not this evening If I got time to kill then why I’m speeding Because this life of thrills is full of deep ends And with this pile of skills i’ll shift the weed stems Subculture: Lord heaven is The memories we collect as kids Now in my bones I feel the coldness from the throne
4.
Pearl de Luna: Not a cloud flew past us Walking by Just those same blank stars That catch our eyes As we take it step by step We’ll take our time But take too slow and I might change my mind Goya Gumbani: Clouds over me My hold within the seams Lines for the fiends and lies is what they feed And I done felt the sun and the breeze I don’t know what’s wrong with the scenes A few N*** still fucking stuck in between & I’m still clutching my deeds All my lows from a bundle of schemes And all that I know is from the troubles I’ve seen I’ve lost queens over quick cuisines When will I learn from these fucking mistakes Close to the tides tryina avoid all the snakes When times on my side meet me down by the lake I got the code when I trusted the faith And I keep on learning it’s never too late The plans keep changing Nothing the same All the damage my stranded ain’t seen the gains Cause all that I planned to Is what I can do Pearl de Luna: Not a cloud flew past us Walking by Just those same blank stars That catch our eyes As we take it step by step We’ll take our time But take too slow and I might change my mind
5.
And I’m draped well. Got suede shoes (uhh) I’m in my bag yo, I’m in my… (uhh) I got the paper stacked, they wan see me do way more than I... (uhh) Yo I feel the water Karma came and cashed in Shortly felt the course start to clashing from the past sins uhh Shortly from the past things And it’s constant letters back and forth with me and my thoughts And I’m draped well Got suede shoes And I slide to the groove Time will improve Only time will tell Only time will tell Only time will tell Only time will tell Is my soul leaving Only time will tell Uh son Only time will tell Only time will tell Is my soul leaving. Focused.... The games got ferocious Enclosed the code it was written on the stone Coved in Brail, learned from the fails and I always put trust in the scales Always serve from the stairs Circle not supporting a square Where I work I’m accustom to fear Where I work I’m accustom to fear Only time will tell Only time will tell Only time will tell Only time will tell Is my soul leaving Only time will tell Uh son Only time will tell Only time will tell Is my soul leaving.
6.
Goya Gumbani: Uhh Speeding Still racing What. What. I’m back speeding Still looking for the reasons On my grind been slacking for a season I gotta get back get up and get even Tryina get through the crimes by the evening Seen a few scary things niggas wouldn’t believe in. I got war wounds from times I done dark duals Some clashes cost Niggas bagged with food Finger tip gone had to learn how to grip with my palm That’s a anime lesson Had a go away and grow lone session Started off kinda lost till I found my direction I’m at the root of depression and I’m standing here looking at the truth and blessings Pearl de Luna: Give me a reason Oh won’t you let me know (let me know, show me all the things we ain’t seen before) Cause we got lost chasin’ dreams and Now we too far from home (too far, too far) Goya Gumbani: I got questions that need answers I’m in the trenches where fiends matter From the stench see the scene act nuts Do it for the dollar but a Nigga don’t trust shit Had to learn to adjust quick when the trust slips like the love did Still pitching with the blunt I’m amongst kin And I need the prize it’s the gold that I’m chasing From the lows I’m escaping And them overnights stuck in the station Few mistakes got made from impatience And I thought that we weren’t but we still fucking trading And my sister looking down head shaking So many flags still waving I can’t help speeding I’m out here still looking for the reasons Pearl de Luna: Give me a reason Oh won’t you let me know (let me know, show me all the things we ain’t seen before) Cause we got lost chasin’ dreams and Now we too far from home (too far, too far) And if we find some meaning Maybe we’ll find some hope Something we can believe in And then we’ll watch it grow
7.
Goya Gumbani: I was on the pavement Papa on the prayer mat Tryna keep my aims intact City on my back the facts The weights be tryna test me Keep my head above the water Faith be tryina prep me. Directly My ties to the past is kinda cray All the times I try escape for was from my own mistakes I’m so misplaced lessoned learned This is a stepping stone And a letter of my wrongs I hope this reaches who’s it’s intended to Subculture: When they say go go go go go We all run to the seas Don’t get shaked by the breeze I cry no no no no no My soul melts like sugar We burn hearts in the cooker Goya Gumbani: Mama working two jobs I was out here racing At nights I played the futon Few things caused confusion And niggas lived illusions Knew we had to move quick When twin got the call Tt was for a couple viewings The lines was resuming Confined in the ruins I’m cruising Aligning all conclusions Overtime I knew the signs was all about what’s proven Lies loosened some life’s losing I’m lost at what cost can I halt I’m on this course Where the remorse, I don’t know The shine came over time it took a sec to grow Lemme lead with my mind my crimes was written in snow And all the times that I been slipping and shifting with loads This my stepping stone A letter of my wrongs I hope this reaches who it’s intended The cries is remember And the lies cause this shit to dissemble And in my mind I’m just tryina reassemble Subculture: When they say go go go go go We all run to the seas Don’t get shaked by the breeze I cry no no no no no My soul melts like sugar We burn hearts in the cooker

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released October 29, 2021

GGWav Recordings, Twisted Hearts Records (2021)
Produced by Subculture
Mixed/Master by Yoram Vazan @ Firehouse Studios

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Gorillaz approved genre-bending artist/producer Subculture is one of London’s most exciting additions to the post-streaming generation of artists committed to the bridging of gaps between futuristic and old. Taking references from Indie, Psych Rock, Post Punk and Jazz and coupling them with 21st Century Hip Hop and Electronic music. ... more

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