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Mariposa Mala
02:51
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Bienvenidos, round two
soy Guayaba, what it do
I’m that buck nasty bruja wit da piercings and da tattoos
and I refuse to settle for anything less than what I know I’m due
get those wallets out and pay baby,
fuck you
I’m incredible tasty tender and edible
a magical blend of flavors that you find incomprehensible
I know I look tropical
sticky sun kissed and unstoppable
can’t handle the sublingual or swallow just got the topical you pussy nigga
(chorus)
take
all of my burdens and bind them with the things you hate
burn off the corners and mourn them til you think you’ve found the right vessel
take out your mortar and pestle its time to
grind, grid that shit up, grind that shit up
into a paste,
slather it everywhere don’t let any go to waste
you love the feeling but you’ll forever hate the taste
its a ritual every night its habitual and
I can’t stop,
I can’t stop
I’m gonna need a couple of
CCs of that cultural context stat
cuz ppl see G baby as a cultural conquest that
does not feel confident about their Continent’s contents at
night I still cannot close my eyes I still have a conscience dad,
I crawled outta my cocoon a lovely liminal creature,
a Lepidoptera you soon gotta pay 50k for a feature so listen closely
CONTACTGUAYABA
write down my gmail
get my email
if you want me to play
cuz I am da black witch midnight moth
mariposa de la muerte
duppy bat across the threshold
gonna bring the mala suerte
wait for the night
lock it up tight,
thinkin that it makes you safe from the omen
you kept the deadbolt on
but you forgot you leave the windows open
so
I flutter to each corner of the room you watch me go
a harbinger of doom you wanna zoom-a-zoom but on the low
cuz all you see in me is a Bremelo who still lives at home
but if you knew what I could show you,
I just know that you would
(chorus)
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Orfeu Negro
03:56
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promise I’ll find something fun for you,
turn on your location I’ll come to you
just watch what you say at the end of the day that shit will come back triple times unto you (x3)
you know dat I, smile now, cry later thru the pain Cubana link just like my chain, hatched from an egg in the forests of rain,
you seen my eyes glow in photos pero why I don’t have to explain
shout out to the big shawties; still tryna feel comfortable in their bodies and who have been forced to work through the shame,
sometimes its too bright up here turn down the lights up here not gonna act like I’m not still afraid
cuz I’m dat creature of the night who keep it tight I beg your pardon; got da earthly delights and I gave you the keys to the garden;
But I should have known that if you picked a rose an pricked your finger I'd have to watch in horror as you burned down everything I started; stay guarded, I’m dat trailer trash lookin upper echelon; Brazilian body wave bbw lookin like a fat Marpessa Dawn;
keep on living in your white house but
how many bodies are buried beneath the foundation it was built upon?
(chorus)
I will do what I, can for you,
not much to say but I’ll pray cuz the
gods have a, plan for you
promise them you’ll make it thru the day
and I know, you got a long way to go, viajes el camino,
el camino x 2
but if it gets too rough you can just take it slow
catch me at the function tryna do a line of some melange
spice in ya device
Florida water in my bag on some solange
cuz I spray it don’t say it
I was born by the river but I
try to keep it wavy cuz my god got a durag on
I wade into the water wearing red and black
Maybe hold my breath a bit too long cuz I dunno if I wanna come back,
but still I rise, I know the tide won’t hold me
so why am I imprisoned by what mortal men have sold me?
because I’m, tall and tan and young and lovely
I gotta remember that on da days I'm feelin ugly
I still got times it feels like there is no one that could love me but I know dat my ancestors do below and so above me
Elegua I salute you as the owner and the elder of the crossroad,
Orfeu Negro come straight out da grotto if you ride wit Guayaba win da underworld lotto
you only live once don’t look back dat’s da motto
(chorus reprise)
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Killing Jar
03:20
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I try to remain unfazed as I; stumble through a mystical daze
and I’ve been counting the repetitive days I’ve spent
avoiding myself altogether
I just needed a little bit of your attention
but I think that I’ve maybe forgotten to mention
the reason why
I knew you’d hurt me, yeah, I used to dissect myself all on my own
cut me open insert me;
into your collection can’t do it alone
all I can do
is try to make sure that I don’t turn into
something I can't deny
I don’t want to be
for you for you, for anyone
especially not me,
oh god, what have I done
I’m running out of time
I’m losing sight
of what drew me to
your unholy light
and I fear that I have strayed too far
I think that I am inside your killing jar
fluttering….fluttering fluttering…..
Guayaba’s up late again, not gonna deny it I been contemplating my fate again, close my eyes count to ten, maybe one day I can spread my wings without pain again, but then who would I have to blame, for burning myself upon unruly candleflame, I haven’t learned anything, so thats why I suffer why everything stays the same
mount me on your wall, la muñeca I’m your doll
but I might just break ya shelf, cuz I’m the biggest one of all, but
you knew allodat that goin in,
like me a lot but you won’t tell your friends, maybe you’ll try to make amends,
but you deprived me of oxygen
(chorus)
you stuck your filthy pins in me and you
hollowed out my body and you
stuffed me full of cotton
and now my heart is growing rotten
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I
take
my
time
to close my eyes
I am afraid
of what I might see on the other side
I,
mourn in the morning and
fall asleep in the evening
and awake in the darkness
where I can no longer hide
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Sanguijuela
02:51
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If you need a scapegoat then bitch I’m young baphomet
titties out divine clout like a prophetess
betta, watch me dissolve and coagulate all that I manifest leaving you prophetless
big and I’m black so I profit less,
la vampira mindset con ganja don’t need no hess I confess,
I don’t think I’m the best but I know I'm blessed I think I know I try to know I'm blessed
I don’t meant to disconnect, but
Lately I been feelin Kafkaesque
like a horrible insect, uh
wriggling violently on my back
and I take into account all the vast amounts of blood been pouring out of my crimson mouth I,
I let it flow into the river and now you delivered one of the devout
you wanna place where its warm and wet, call me Akasha Guayaba just want the neck;
been callin but there’s been a disconnect I am the plug where the fangs and the wrist connect
raise your glass if the sacrament sounds exciting
would you like to drink from me and live forever
cuz in this life what could be more inviting
than sippin on some guava nectar
I know you need to heal
you been drinkin dirty holy water
get something that you can feel
as it goes down do you feel better
but you aren’t the only one
I made a promise I’d make it better but
everythings come undone
everythings come undone
queen of the damned if I do or I don’t
I've been craving the holy ghost ever since I tasted his throat
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Mother of Nine
03:14
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I am the black unicorn, an I can feel this body dying all around me
only kept alive by the love of all of the people I let surround me
yes they ground me, and dug me from my tomb and shook off the dust sometimes I wish they’d put me back where they found me its afterlife or bust
I am of a nightbreed, stay fed n fat off o’ dat wild seed,
big fledgling still ain’t left the nest a bloodchild I let dat nightbleed,
5th dimension aquarius double dog dare ya to give into mystic vision revelations and; let the terror wash over you become renewed you might like the sensation
I tried to be a healer but I’m more like a death doula
I’ll lay ya down to rest after a visit from my jeweler
who keep me lookin nice an icy he might be a mortician
you gotta view da body doe its a family tradition x2
I dream cuz Death Rules Everything Around Me,
an I pray that I’m still hiding and the the devil hasn’t found me
with the braided hair of ancestors skin blistered when they bound me
if guayaba die a martyr know that in the end I fly free,
a lock of hair in a locket always kept safe in your pocket, twisted and wispy and woven together to help you remember , but you cannot stop it,
where do the memories go when you’re all alone feeling like no one can save you I pray,
you give all of blessings to your bloodline never forget the sacrifices they made
(chorus)
and know that in the corner of ya vision I will be there,
dat black dog, perro negro el cadejo in the ether,
beautiful destroyer child of oya and a teacher never cross them cuz he’ll put a sword thru all that may beseech her
all that may beseech her
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D.U.M.E
03:38
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I wait for night to fall
to light the candle
and let it burn for 7 days to let it reach your name,
then I blow out the flame,
and hope that you’re in pain
wherever you lay
D U M E
Death Unto My Enemies
I wanna see you in misery
writhing on the ground in front of me, you deserve it for all that you’ve done to me,
and I think this curse will be fun for me
you are the reason that I lie awake at night staring at the corners of my room,
I haven’t forgotten I will make this right I put my trust in the candle of doom
I open the doors to hell
but you already know them well
queme hasta el nombre
apaga la vela
and now only time will tell
you don’t deserve happiness
my sins revenge I confess
I know you might think a mess
but baby you deserve nothing less
I lay my weapons down
my fear and my anger
I give it all
I give it all
to you
the gods are on my side
and I’m stronger than you’ll ever be
D U M E
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Despierta
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Triste Domingo
02:57
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Sunday is gloomy
My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers
Will never awaken you
Not where the black coach
Of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thoughts
Of ever returning you
Would they be angry
If I thought of joining you
Gloomy Sunday
Gloomy is Sunday
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and I
Have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be candles
And prayers that are said I know
Let them not weep
Let them know that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream
For in death I'm caressin' you
With the last breath of my soul
I'll be blessin' you
Gloomy Sunday
Dreaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep
In the deep of my heart here
Darling I hope
That my dream never haunted you
My heart is tellin' you
How much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday
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