The Spiritual Atheist 1 The First 6 songs, & The next 12 below from Augusto Reborn, not all modified yet

The Spiritual Atheist 1 The First 6 songs, & The next 12 below from Augusto Reborn, not all modified yet

If you do not support this album when it’s out you will get stalked for the rest of your life, lol. Maybe if I make it 12 or 10 dollars for 18 tracks, or 1 dollar per track buy just 1 or 2 singles, before you bootleg the video on YouTube, still haven’t recorded it yet, but enjoy the lyrics.

Beg Forgiveness (Add beg forgiveness singing vocals to second part)

Intro: Singing

You’ve gone too far

Your religion is trying to put homosexuals to shame

Your thoughts are bloody you want murder and blame

You’ve gone too far

Verse 1: rapping

To many niggas think Chris Brown can’t be forgiven

That is okay, we waiting for you to make a mistake it is a given

And if you can’t let go of this hate

You will not understand your own destiny fate

My heart is breaking more and more

Your soul is attached to mine can’t you see

You don’t have to beg forgiveness

I feel like the Nintendo Character Ness

Oh you like me my nigga say less

You listen to Gabe and realize he could be your best

The number one on your sandisk

I go stupid dumb on this beat, laying it thick, I am a little thick

Pre-Chorus: rapping

The bible has gone too far, it has gone too far

And some Christians should hang their head in shame

For the wounds you have caused with indoctrination do not heal

When time passes, the truth will have to reveal

The secret pedos, at the church come to light

They can’t stand the light, and they can’t put up a fight

But they would have to beg forgiveness

Thankfully I am no longer a mess

Post-Chorus: singing

You haters should just enjoy my music and blog

No need to beg forgiveness unless that is what needed

(My beg forgiveness vocals in the background come in lightly) 2^nd part of beat

Verse 2: rapping

I will never hate the Jews, I love Josh Flagg

My mom taught me love, my website wouldn’t be flagged

I cut off these lights lights, you niggas love me right right

I love all of you the most, let me give you my eye sight sight

In the After life life, When I fuck my girls at night night, I leave on one light light

So I can see what I am eating, which hole and where I go

I will either die a couch potato or do a show, and grow once I finish school

But some of you haters need to beg forgiveness

For touching on those little kids and for selling drugs

Overdosing deaths all that can catch up to you prison mugs

I no longer drink Coffee mugs, I do drink San Pellegrino small and jugs

I play with my girls jugs, I no longer listen to pastors like Doug

And I am a bachelor, and my new girlfriend would have to accept I am the greatest factor

And in life we are all playing as an actor, if you want, your girl, let me mac her

Take her away from your arms, or give me a pass

I will end my song here, will you spare my ass, do I get a pass, do I amass, a lot of class

Post-Chorus

Back to the beginning of the beat

Verse 3: rapping

You drug dealers and pedos need to beg forgiveness

Stop the overdoses and the abuse

And if you feel like murdering get some counseling my nigga my dude

Don’t mean to be rude, I am crude and a little lewd

I used to show off my ass on my website

I gained weight and kept at my website

Took a 5 year break from school to figure out the career path

Now I am back in the spotlight, figured out my career path

I hate math, but I am taking algebra as my last one ever

Going to pay the tutor and get it done with, so my fans can be happy for me

Nigga this song will end

(Legalize prostitution, end the bible, no gods exist, the god delusion go read it) x2

Riddle to my Life (no vox) (Another Rendition)

Intro: speak

Slown Down

Verse 1: rapping

I need the keys to my life

I failed at school and no wife

Just a John, who had to go out on bond

I used to do a bong and joints

I used to smoke 2 packs of cigarettes a day

Arguing conspiracy points, nonsense anyway

Now I am more clear headed

You call me a rapist I call you a nigga and then we even

But I have never done that, and usually if you were a man you would be bleedin

These words I am feedin, to you direct

Do you understand my dialect, do you care if I bang escorts while erect

My reality is still changing, ready set

Plus I act like a skinny psycho when I am mad like I got terrets

Chorus: rapping

What is the Riddle to living a good life

I messed up so bad dropping out of high school

I was a miserable kid with problems a molested one at that, a fool

I was molested by a fool with the same name as me, who I would drown in a pool

If I could go back for revenge, but I won’t

The school got mad at me for my website content, it made me so sick I wanted to vomit

I just went to rehab for not taking the medication

But its okay, haters gonna hate, I pray for dedication

Verse 2: rapping

Some of you haters are stuck at the riddle, you belittle, and you be little

Nigga I know the answer to my life is spirituality and fucking

The police I never have to be ducking

I don’t get into fights I don’t be slugging

I am an easy target like the old slim shady for mugging

I am trying to find the Riddle to my life

They say one nation under god, I say that is a lie and that killed my spirit

I realized God is not my savior, please don’t kill my spirit

It’s okay if you want to be fooled with the rest of them

Do church people talk about the people molesting dem

The little kids bro, yeah nigga, you got molested too, we share that in common

Man I rap like Jay-Z and common, I hate the psalms and Solomon

Pigs who ate a bunch of women asses and they were never faithful

The bible was created to start wars, you need to let it go, be graceful

Chorus

Outro: Singing

I wanna solve your riddle to your lifeeeeeee

I wanna solve your riddle to your lifeeeeee

Don’t make my same mistakes, go get a husband or wifeeee

Words cut deep sometimes like a knifeeeeee

Don’t promote a book that it condones taking away lifeeeee

Spoiled Millionaire (Gabe xx)

Intro: singing

Let’s go let’s go

Make it right, make it right

Chorus: rapping

Mom I know I should perform to get paid

But you want me going to school so I need to pay to get laid

These FBI Agents got me made

These beats of Drake and original I’ve slayed

I know these delusional Christians have prayed

For my demise, as I rise, but I forgive you don’t worry

Some baby mamas want me on Maury

I’m a spoiled millionaire’s kid

I make music like a kid, and you know better homie then to touch on them kids

Verse 1: rapping

Come with me baby girl, your white ass on my face

I can pick up these hookers on Orange blossom

I make their pussies blossom, but now I do outcalls awesome

And these incall girls are trying to do stings

Some of you niggas cling onto the little things

Man I should take your girl and watch the little things

With her, while I eat her, and she could tell you later

Don’t make me be like Omni King and my guards say “Later gator”

As I teleport away, man why can’t an atheist be spiritual

You Christians want to kill me at a ritual, and claim it was mystical

Chorus

Interlude: speak

You know why I’m here

Verse 2: rapping

Spoiled millionaire with to much to my name

The haters want me dead or framed

They want all of us having hot sex to live in shame

I got you girl, your stinky feet and ass got me on my game

I got barley any shame, I go medium or a little thick

If your thin, lets see if you can handle this latino dick, I call him rick

Sanchez, can you manage, can you comprehend you could have my baby

Can I convince you to have my baby babe

Listen to Augusto Gabe, I am your foot slave

Pills and parents taught me to behave

If you read The God Delusion, you will be saved

Chorus

Outro: Singing

Tell these fake dudes the truth is back

Tell them the truth that this white boy can rap

My instrumental goes hard with a slap

I no longer need to trap, I yap about crap, I got it mapped out

Lick your girls’ feet tonight and make her cum 69 her out

Fellas as long as she 18

Hoodrat (Add HoodRat to it in and out with Que Vox) (Gabe xxx)

(hood rat in the background with my voice) (repeats a lot)

Intro: This could change (rapping)

Mom

Nigga

One last time my nigga

Chorus: Rapping

You look like if the devil had a wife

But we all know the devil isn’t real, so not real life

Your pussy is to good I need to drown

You cause all the Christians to have a frown

Because they want to be in your thighs, 69ning and laying you down

I don’t believe in a heaven with a crown

(You is a white hood rat, a white hood rat and I love you) x2

(Flat ass flat ass) x2

Verse 1: Rapping

Nigga I come into this world through my mothers womb

I got the spirits of the after life guiding me, but no Jesus in sight

Jesus let billions of people down throughout history, am I right

And an atheist has better ideas usually, then deluded thoughts right

I might, just tell you I put up a fight, you can’t tick me off in the slight, est

I am the mightiest, tough chest, I know you love to smoke sess

I am to rich and to blessed, to damage my lungs, so fess up

Who the mightiest of all the rappers and singers

I reinvented the term Shady, I was put through different ringers

Listening to Shady’s put through the ringer, my hood rats ass lingers, in my mouth

Should I brush my mouth cuz of STDs, or should I just shut my mouth

I love these hood rats in the south

Chorus

Verse 2: rapping

But we all know even if the hoodrats are Christian I still eat their ass

And they are forgiven in the after life for believing a book that brainwashes your ass

I go so fast on this beat as I amass, my voice you can make it last

Gotta do these vocals 3 layers each time rap and singing

And then when its released you will be clinging, at last, you could listen to it fast

Or take your time with your class, study to this, as I bang a hood rat

Clean their dirty feet my tongue the welcome matt

Sweaty girl, hood rat girl, but I give her all that Dick

I go eenie meenie mini emo and pick

She is a dirty girl a magical prick will make her lick and throat it like she needed it to cure her sick

Head, great head, in bed, I feel bad for gangster Christians who end up in jail

They should have just studied at school and they thought Jesus was going to get their Bail

For a second and third time, damn I rap for the hood rats and the Dimes

I have traveled to so many ladies back nines

The Spiritual atheist will cause you to revive

Like Intro: Refrain maybe hoodrat haven’t heard beat yet

Mom

Nigga

One last time my nigga

Outro: May or may not do a voice or get someone to talk here (copyright free of course)

New song

Feels Like I’m Paid (Delilah only Vocal here in and out vox it is me saying Delilah over like Bianca on Paid by Kanye) (Feels like I’m Paid) (I kept the name he picked for it)

Verse 1: Rapping

I was in love with a girl named Delilah

I wanted to stalk her and smell her hair

But she was unaware that I cared, I was impaired

I am to perverted and sick in the head, I wanted head, I didn’t wanna take my med, I was molested in dark motels like a tool shed, that nigga should eat lead

Call Mod Archie up sign the agreement, if I graduate is it going to stick

Will people hire me or will I be rejected because I’m thick

I am stupid pig headed thick, meat head, caca head

These niggas need their med, these niggas need to get paid

Chorus: Rapping

I love smelling a girls toes, as long as she likes my 3 moles, licks my boogers yeah I like that

But my escort bitch got me stuck, I don’t want a fat slut, nor do I want a dog, because I am a mut

And I am the only shady god living in these times

Some of my 7^th day Adventist family believe in the end times

They probably pray for me to not make it with my rhymes

They think fame is bad, they think I shouldn’t be a dad, or maybe they love me secretly

Maybe if I die one day I die peacefully, this website gives me a purpose

I believe in the round earth surface, no longer a flat earther, no longer stealing sperm birther

I am still a beat murker, I go Bezerker like a Runescape Bezerker, I can be a lurker

Spit in your onion rings, I could fly in private things, I play with my escort bitches toes, those are my toe rings

Verse 2: Rapping

I just feel like I’m paid nigga

I get 6 bands a month yeah nigga

But I blow it, and keep some saved here and there

Man I hate these fat bitches on the dating apps

They could set me straight but they need Ozempic, and they pick skinny guys on the apps

Nigga that is okay, I feel guilty for saying that shit

And you can’t say nigga either you aint’ no slave, why do you want white people to pay for eternity?

You get welfare just like me, and I spend that disability check like I was a fraternity

I hate these bitches at school

I need a true woman not these skanks who want my 20 million dollar inheritance

You point at your friend and say “That’s you”

But I respect gold diggers, I respect niggas and I will not say the other one

And I know some of you have said it, even about me, why not just accept me into your heart

I am 10x better then Jesus, you get a rush from me

Almost like I was a line of blow, you feel paid with me

Chorus

Verse 3: Singing

I love girls with stinky feet who don’t believe in god

Rapping:

If she doesn’t believe I am sponge bob Introduce her to Shady God, kick her out of my mansion

These little white girls who are 18 are ripe for me but they would try to take the mansion

What happened nigga, what happened, plenty bitches missed out on the 200 property inheritance

You try to sue me and my sheriff fans will arrest you in court

If your girl had my child, she would never abort, I used to be a dork going to court, over that meth shit

I drink baking soda every morning to shit, because I’m the shit, and it helps with my vertigo

And once this beat is over, you can say stupid things like “Does this nigga ever perform in Mexico”

Do you feel paid, I feel like I’m Paid, laid, over slayed, Over zealous, are you jealous, eat my words

like that napkin, if I don’t make it as rappin, at least I enjoyed my life sharing with my fans like a lady over sharing on her Atkins

These other rappers belong in the trash bins, Buy my music if you want soul

I will try not to spend it all on my white girl it is my weekly goal

Carnival (4X) (Ooooh vox mix put in and out like original get right) (may take out the ooohs in the song stem and put mine in) Ask Que (or maybe keep that operah ooh he put in it for the end of the song)

Intro:

Picking up these white escorts up to smash

Got to show them the cash, when they are old ladies watching mash

They will be telling their kids about how much cash they got from every smash

These college girls drain my dick

But I won’t go MC Hammer, and no Bill Cosby, I only use my dick if she lets me put it in her

Verse 1:

She give me head so good she could make the honor roll, the deans list

I gave up the R. Kelly Swag, don’t want to end up in prison

And scared of niggas trying to stab me, and my mom crying while I’m in prison

But R. Kelly still make good music, and they called Drake a pedo which is not the case

And nigga Michael Jackson would have beaten that case

Michael never touched them kids, case, closed, you haters are exposed

You are not even rivals, not even Poes on Nintendo 64 Ocarina, weak foes

Skulletas, Let me finish taking my mitacore and omegas

I am the alpha and Omega, you can’t stop me from my chaos

I will end this verse here before you try to end my song abrupt, let your pain erupt

Chorus:

For all you kids who were molested, we should band together

Create a band of angry teens who drown these fuckers together

But what am I saying, my haters wanted me to be the one getting the Chris Hansen lecture

Because they are so jealous of my success at sobriety, school, loving parents

Verse 2:

They told me no revenge for me, I guess that is what the cops do

The haters be like “We all know you were molested, but what can I do.”

I say nigga shut up and listen, and stop your bitchen, and go make me a sandwich in the kitchen

On second thought don’t, because you would poison that shit, and you wouldn’t be getting my millions, you just do it to laugh and shit

And you belong in prison with the kiddie touchers, you would deal with cholo and black punchers

Mark don’t introduce me to no one, so blame him for my fame not reaching the heights

I cut off the lights lights, nigga Kanye stole that sky dive on Vultures 2 from my old website website, on an old song

Man you niggas tripping go play with your little brothers

And not in that way, but in the video game way, don’t pray, unless its for your own soul

Chorus

Verse 3: Singing

She takes me to the shower, she wants to fuck for 30 minutes to an hour

She knows I am on that Viagra, the 50 milligram

She probably did smoke half a gram of that kush before coming to me fam

Damn, she look so fine, like God damn, she fine

Rapping:

(You niggas need to start singing too, do both like Drake, don’t be fake, in life you get more then one take, just don’t regret the mistakes) x2

(Augusto Reborn track list 12 go here as 7 and beyond)

(Same lyrics and all the 12 songs on Augusto Reborn, but going to re-record all of them and do 3 takes, and got to modify the time stamps next, but I am getting close to finishing this project to start.)

(still got to finish recording Trilogy when my producer comes back)

(I need to pick the 12 beats I bought from a long time ago on which I use for these and need the stems from my producer)

Gave Rihanna some love tonight

Rihanna Music of the Sun

Good Girl Gone Bad

Rated R Rihanna