(Gabe ‘Nandez)
We at the crossroads, this what the cards chose
And when you cross those, you supposed to cross slow When the bar close, you need the barcode
And when it’s on, then you better have your crossbow
I weigh a ton so they put me in cargo
Karma spinning like the wheels on the car go Armageddon on her heels in the wardrobe Imma get ‘em got it sealed in the cards, yo
Got the big book full of jewels on the shelf bitch
Diamonds in my brain cause my thoughts expensive
Million dollar chain round my heart like a necklace
Can’t breathe, unless I got my heart to myself bi-
You can’t get a piece of nothing I will leave you dry
Leave you hanging from the wire on the ribbon in the sky
It’s prescriptions when I’m rhyming this was written by a scribe It was given by Osiris it was gifted by the -
Drifting like a pirate pussy catch me on the ship
If you thought you got away with that I catch you on the flip Daydream about breaking all your bones for what you did
Break your face, break your nose, break your jaw, break your ribs
Two sprained ankles but I’m running from the cops Cell Phones out kids blowing up the spot
Red tone outfit looking like she hot
She said come and get it by the way I seen her stop But I gotta jet, trynna cop a jet
Prayer beads wrapped round my chest on my neck Major League jackets on my black silhouette
Gave the key passed it to the back then I stepped
We at the crossroads, this what the cards chose
And when you cross those, you supposed to cross slow When the bar close, you need the bar codes
And when it’s on, then you better have your crossbow
I weigh a ton so they put me in cargo
Karma spinning like the wheels on the car go Armageddon on her heels in the wardrobe
Imma get ‘em got it sealed in the cards,
(GRAM)
Mec j’cherche à percer l'abcès je cherche à trouver l'accès Trop longtemps qu'je cherche le détonateur pour propulser Absent dans le rap j’le sais depuis longtemps j’le fait
J'en ai lacher les bancs d’la fac tellement ils m'envoûté J'suis toujours là trois ans d'absence mec j’les ai surmontés Persisté, acharné, pour un jour exister
C'est mon seul exutoire, faut que j'excelle c'est tout ce que je sais En moi trop de haine, trop d'agressivité, trop de compte à régler Avec cette plume j’me bats, avec ce mic j’combat
Contre tous les gars qui me veulent du tort, et leurs coups bas
Balance des rimes dans l’tas, foncedé comme un gros tas Embelli comme un gueta, ouais nous on nique l'état
G-R-A-M ça, bouge ta tête quand je frappe ça
Toujours fidèle à la rue, et c'est pour elle que je j’fais ça
J'fonce à 10 000 milles à l'heure, avec le pied près du gouffre
Car cette putain de musique, est comme une drogue qui m'étouffe
credits
from Seven,
released July 29, 2021
Gabe ‘Nandez (vocals, producer), GRAM (vocals), Roper Williams (Producer), Tony Seltzer (producer)
supported by 15 fans who also own “Silhouette (ft. GRAM)”
A considered scientific reconstruction of the hardcore NY rap album. You feel the cold chill that feels like NY but it's really the kind of cynicism this heinous world leaves the considerate ones. danielolneyfme
supported by 15 fans who also own “Silhouette (ft. GRAM)”
This album is the one. I've kept coming back to it since it dropped. When all is said this will be considered one of the best albums of the 2020s decade. Heard it here first! clayton
supported by 14 fans who also own “Silhouette (ft. GRAM)”
Some of the most interesting hiphop I've had to hear in years. In takes in all fields of music to create something rather unique. The mood of it is rather grim but not without hope. I'd recommend to listen to it fully in one go to get the best of it. Thibaut Devigne
Cincinnati rapper Brandon Isaac ups the ante on his excellent new record, combining bars that dig deep with beats that hit hard. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 20, 2023