This is my final (primarily) hip-hop project that has been in production for almost a year and a half.

Content

Remind Me Who I Am To You

Stop It

This Is What Happens

Blushes & Neck Pains

"They have healed the wound of my people lightly saying, 'Peace, peace' when there is no peace"
Lyrics: https://genius.com/Nathan-r-allen-mama-said-im-a-prophet-lyrics

6:14 (Mama Said)

"Scared love don't make no love"
LYRICS: https://genius.com/Nathan-r-allen-scared-love-lyrics

Scared Love

4th track off Thrice A Chuckle's "Volume IV"

ALBUM STREAM: https://thriceachuckle.bandcamp.com/album/volume-iv
LYRICS: https://genius.com/Thrice-a-chuckle-operation-santa-claus-lyrics

Volume IV

Operation Santa Claus

00:00 Comedy
03:04 Total Bangz
05:02 Helpful Things to Know
06:45 Ballad of Ad Nauseam
09:02 Birdz (ft. Kira)
11:05 Leaving CT
12:17 There's Bigger Paper to Bag
14:17 God Pays for Hell by Returning Love
16:46 Smooches (ft. Fluke Human)
19:48 Perspective
20:56 Mome (ft. JAS, Wave Murray, Alyssa Hughes)
23:25 So I'm DJing a Rave on Magic Mountain
24:55 Nothing to Fear

All songs are written by Allen & Misty except where noted.

Praise for my guests:
Fluke Human (@flukehuman) is my fraternal purveyor of quality lyricism. If I had lost all inhibitions and fully romanced my 2011 infatuation with hip-hop, our paths of life would not look much different. It’s been a vicarious encouragement watching his skills mature and thrive in his local scene. 

I don’t know anyone who makes as effective use of a stage as Alyssa Hughes (@mcstress). When I met her through UConn's cypher, I was blown away by her fearless drive to bring light to the underrepresented and I still am today. I’m not someone who throws around the word “fire”, but I find other words insufficient for describing Alyssa and her work.

Avery Davis aka Wave Murray (@thewavemurray) aka Doc Hefty aka the O.G. Hefty Crunk, de facto ringleader of the Reservoir Dogs, is the first rapper I ever knew period. Before I knew there was hip-hop, I knew there was Hefty. This man’s shamelessness inspired a generation of Ledyard rappers.

For my sister-in-law’s sister Kira, creativity is as rudimentary to lifestyle as your daily hygiene. Kid’s got a Midas touch like none other!

JAS (@official-jas-music) is my cousin… nuff said. We’ve grown side-by-side in our recording endeavors and corresponding struggles for identity and acceptance. Any time I experience a letdown, I know my cousin’s feeling it with me.

Pure Choppery

You Don't Need To Know I Failed

[Verse 1]
Done selling my body for cheap
It’s not sheepish sacrifice, just some shoddy esteem
(Bleh!) A fleeting moment of togetherness will never be the cost of my benefits
They say we all find something to rely on
But that’s just an excuse to die young
Just because you’re tired of fighting for a better land
Doesn’t mean that I gotta surrender man

[Verse 2]
They say it’s a watershed monument face change document
Stupid and abusive the way they draw you into
All of it, politicking for hours
Just not if your target is power
Rally your voices, say what someone else has said
But I just see you selling yourself for sex
It’s not sustainable or civil
To see every solitary person as a symbol

[Verse 3]
The mainstream’s for babies, gatekeep our integrity
Content deep cut like it was meant to be
Nothing’s as important as origin is
Always shortest of sticks and our martyrs are our proof
We only market the truth
Space of acceptance but don’t test it
I got a question so embarrassed it hurts
Is this the punk scene or the American church?

[Verse 4]
Like a 50 Shades director’s cut
War is just the most violent of loves
Build alliances up but when you’re fighting with blood and flesh
The enemy’s inside everyone 
You can rage against machines and tell me how you disagree
But there’s no convincing me that we’re on a different team
They’ll run your back ‘tween a hard place and a rock
Placing faith in their bombs but never changing the clock 

[Verse 5]
(Fuck am I ‘posed to do) When your entire persona relies upon your trauma
(Fuck am I ‘posed to do) You offer gauzes, I want the idols that drive apart us

(In the real world) you’re never safe from the start up
But you’ll fight for a marginal break from the drama
Some makeup to don on your face, sorry mama 
We put our faith in a construct

If you really wanted life, you’d acquire a taste
You’re a sucker for death, your saliva betrays

Survival’s your game, let’s add up the cost

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