Wake The Fuck Up (Ft. E-Man)

Ambitious Part 1 (The Death Of A King)

Ambitious Failures (Ft. E-Man)

Phenomenal (ft. Eve Yates)

The Perfect View

Honesty

Better Off Ignorant

By (M)(D)(R) featuring E-Man

Off (M)(D)(R)'s Debut Album "Disguised".

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Lyrics:

Verse 1: (M)(D)(R)

They say greed is a sin well ask Mel Gibson 
He made us pay to to watch Jesus' crucifixion
They teach us that Jesus is the only one whose listening
They got me convinced that hes the only one whose missing
So i sit back and envision these missions in which I'm missing
I'm driven by this ambition I don't need to spit the written
Cause this brain is in a mutiny and I blame it on the scrutiny 
But this fucking game ain't new to me 
And you fucking lames ain't fooling me 
So while your stacking up your jewelry 
I'm passing up you soon to be's
And gassing up you used to be's
And these rappers that are booing me
And the fact is that your foolery has you fucking with this trouble son
License plates let me show you fuckers where I'm coming from

Verse 2: E-Man

Look at all these little girls 
They should be our mothers
It started from this earth 
And raised to our brothers
But there is nothing like us
And they are all beneath us
So if we're standing on the top 
Then we are all the teachers
Then teach me something new 
And try and help me out
But we just hang ourselves with a noose 
So fuck you
And fucking hate yourself
Inferior feelings
Supremacy these niggas is all fucking quitting 

Verse 3: (M)(D)(R)

Had a friend in high school scream out Are we balling?
That house on the hill someday im gunna own it
Money, girls, and fame someday I'll be on it
All I needs a hook and three verses about rolling up trees
Then suddenly within the heat of the moment 
Every single dream that he dreamed was deemed frozen
Then that ball of money went to diapers and strollers
And the baby mama was the girl he went to prom with 
Damn
That shit just brings me to tears 
An ambitious motherfucker once respected by his peers
Then that hot streak turned his ass to a cavalier
Cause that heat took the best thing he had in years
Is that  fear of the fame?
Shit i just keep it confidential 
Fuck the higher class society with upper residentials 
With parentals and the mentals that said I wouldn't be special
Only rapper on my level killing shit without a pencil

*E-Man Speech

Verse 4:

I said fuck the whole world bitch your better off ignorant
I ain't fucking with you lames i don't like getting intimate
You looking at an infinite intricate rapper 
Making every three minute song sound insignificant 
Bring out your best man 
Cause every motherfuker thinks he knows hip hip way better than the next man
Hip Hop has been dead bitch
We've learned that lesson
What you're seeing here my brother
Is what we call resurrection

Better Off Ignorant

Palm Pilot 

By (M)(D)(R)

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Lyrics: 

Hook: x2

Spit something different put em' on silent
Hands to the sky just call me a palm pilot 

Verse 1:

As I'm spitting different who wants to show that love
As I'm killing this game without a toaster in the bath tub
Y'all destroyed hip hop and its progression
The death of my faith like John Paul The Second
So I'm changing this game for anyone that's hopeful
From the bay to Constantanople 
These sentinel synonyms
Just add them to my empire
You have to learn to respect a new esquire 
Hate is what I acquire
That is why I like liers 
Cause I stand out like I was marked with a highlighter
Change costs money?
Homie I am the high buyer 
Looking for the purpose?
I guarantee that I'll find her
This means way more to me
I think you rappers fucked up your priorities 
What you think I rap for?
The money and the respect?
You've heard raw shit?
You ain't heard nothing yet

Hook x2

Verse 2:

And yo I got a question cause homie I am curious 
Do you rappers not take your jobs fucking serious
I ain't trying point anybody in the game
But its getting to the point where we all just sound the same 
So tell me have you ever heard a sound like this?
Or are you just used to a soundddd likeee thissss
Cause I cant sound like everyone else that surrounds me
It doesn't feel right if I'm not pushing my boundaries 
I gone told my mother i wanna make it in the game
She said no matter what you gotta push through the pain
She said don't do it for the money or the fame
Just do it for the love and music that you bring 
I don't need to know whats on my wrist to spit about the hottest shit 
Rappers got no common sense 
Get none of my compliments
Fuck all your conglomerates 
Your flows are so anonymous 
Just add ons and I aint talking condiments 

Verse 3:

And I'm ahead of my time
I hit you dead with the rhyme
I feel like Kanye West
Right before he was signed
Cause I am hurting on the grind
Deserving of every line
These hot sixteens are whats burning through my mind
You don't believe me? Go ask a fan
Got it locked with these magic bars
Prisoner of Azkhaban 
Homie answer this
Who's bigger than gargantuos  
Don't rely on how I wear that Jesus of Nazareth 
Don't rely on range rovers they may take my brain over
How can we drive if we lose our minds?
You feel me

Hook x2

Well We Ain't Satisfied With Four Minute Songs
We On On And On And On On On And On

*Orchestrated Eargasim

Hook x2

Verse 4:  

I'm a genius baby spitting different worlds
Egyptian jewelry on Sicilian girls
I put your city in twirls 
That are scared to fight much
In hopes that success is the greatest mind fuck
So I'm stuck trying to be a sad kid with the crown
Or that one kid in the crowd who's dreams were never found
No matter what it is its way far from enough 
A good life must be lived to be acknowledged as such
Whats a boss? Couple cars and stacks?
Enough coke to give an elephant a heart attack?
Couple bars on tracks 
A couple stars on plaques 
Couple Monae paintings 
A couple artifacts
Talking rags to riches 
To Prada bags and bitches 
No hands to kill it
I turn my swag to digits 
I cant be satisfied with better luck tomorrows
And with that I know I'll be the toughest act to follow
If I could be a true person of the past
I'd probably ask to be Van Gogh's assistant 
Cause I can relate to him cutting off his ear 
Cause in this day in age im just not listening to the
Bullshit and fake inspiration
It creates new foundations of frustration
I hate this place and this fucking nation
Simply cause of all the good music that is wasted 
Hip hop heads listen to my plan 
Surrounded by skeptics 
Alone I stand
Im righting music as if i had nine hands 
Like I'm looking at this world through the eyes of a blind man
For all the kids the systems forgotten 
For all the kids who think they cant accomplish nothing
You don't have to be scared you can stop your running
And if you don't believe me 
Go and hit the stop button





 






Palm Pilot

Stereotypes

By (M)(D)(R)

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Lyrics: 

Verse 1:

Had a friend with a big degree in mathematics
Saw him working at Safeway asking paper or plastic
Business degree
Hes got that pretty penny
I saw that motherfuker take my order at Denny's
I knew this girl names Mercedes at UC Merced
Barely had enough money to have a college mouth fed
Then Mercedes went and fucked this rich kid named Ben
And ironically she went and got a Mercedes-Benz
Had a friend from high school come to my job at Starbuck
Vente Latte oh he thought that he was hard stuff
He said working here? can not be enough
So when that bitch wasn't looking I spit in his coffee cup
These haters dog I put nothing above it
Cause you get to that point where your like aww just fuck it
Im shitting on tracks and motherfucker I love it
Cause it seems like every track is an upset stomach

Verse 2:

A mastermind
A fucking genius
You'll be left behind if you cease to believe it
This is my biography of Socrates 
Who's stopping me?
Even to my death I'm preaching shit properly 
I might go pull a full Van Gogh
And paint a new world where no man can go
This is that underestimated Jesus piece flow 
That means that my life is a chain that hangs low
That's why I wear a rosary that's made of wood only
So if i knock on wood I'm knocking on my loyalty 
Aiming for that royalty
Fuck a Victorian 
You don't have to graduate a fucking Valedictorian
You don't have to go to Standford to find out what you stand for
Musics what I stand for 
History's what I plan for
Therefor 
None of y'all can doubt me
Cause really y'all dot know a fucking thing about me  

Verse 3:

Now I know there is another kid rapping
And every time he spits he gets multiple reactions
Whether good or bad from a critic or a fan
You've never met a man with so much god damn passion
I Guarantee once you look at me
Your like damn he doesn't look like what i thought he'd be
That's the problem with this whole fucking industry
Apparently you still gotta be a certain image
To be what? An Emcee?
I thought this ended 
In that case why do they critique each sentence 
Learn to respect this Gap button up
Fall from something tough I'm never calling a bluff
Life's fucking tough 
It ain't fair boy
Even Lance Armstrong was caught using steroids
Take that boy and understand the plot
I'd rather be copped for what I am 
Then copped for what I'm not
MotherFucker

Stereotypes

Ambitious Part 2 

By (M)(D)(R)

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Lyrics:

Verse 1: 

If I ain't raw dog shit life's a joke
Cause everybody I know wants to see me choke
If I were anymore stressed I'd probably croke
And alcohol may be the only way to cope
With False hope i quote
The only way to cope 
Is to learn how to breath this invisible smoke
Dead broke
Playing tug of war with the devil
But all I have is this invisible rope
So while I pull you pull
Who will give up first?
Cause the wrong pull is either a gift or a curse 
So if I fuck up bad and have my face in the dirt
I'll be spitting out gravel while spitting a verse 
Cause Life's a bitch  
I'm just holding her purse
And she's shopping for clothes thats more than shes worth
Only I know what this life is worth
But as of now Life or death shit I dont know whats worse 
And whats a Dream?
I'll get it when I fall asleep
But when I think about it dog I can't fall asleep 
Just the simple thought of it all I got chills
Do anything to make it
Fuck, rob, and kill

Hook:

x2

God damn 
The cycle so vicious
I lost everything being ambitious 

Verse 2:

And must we agree Life is a bitch
But so is karma and I don't know which is which
And I must admit dog they both got me sick
But this is probably as good as its gunna get
But which they understand 
Im never gunna quit
Persistent motherfucka something they dont get
The word forfeit and dont forget
Cause forfeit is a post it that just wont stick
And my brains on the floor please dont slip
My flows bananas its got you all split 
What the fuck is success? Money, fame, and a bitch?
Ignorance is an asshole it dont know shit 
About lifes struggle and how real it can get
But dance tracks and money stacks is all they can spit
Outfielders catching hooks they don't get
Evidence of a strike out catchers mitt
Well I'm at bat winning past the bottom of the fifth
With Galileo on my jersey filling fully equipped 
Bouta hit a home run past the solar eclipse 
And take my mixtape to the world series championship 
While I write the pamphlet about how to be dissed
By the kids who don't invite me on that party list 
Cause I'm different dog and I don't fit in with shit 
And you wonder why I'm a true inconsiderate dick
But I guarantee once I make my first radio hit
I guarantee y'all will just want to listen to this
But by then shit  you wont get no acknowledgment
So you can jug my ball sack and a bottle of bliss
So from here on out I'm like fuck the nonsense 
Cause when I make it you'll see the evidence of progress
But the haunting prospect that's in my conscious
Is what if I lose everything in the process
Damn

*Kings Speech

Hook:

x6

God damn the cycle so vicious
They lost everything being ambitious 

BUT WE WOULDN'T BE ANYWHERE IF WE WEREN'T AMBITIOUS

Ambitious Part 2

Disguised

By (M)(D)(R)

Produced by Matt Strasser

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Disguised

Odd Individual

By (M)(D)(R)

Produced by Matt Strasser

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Odd Individual

I Rise 

By (M)(D)(R)

Produced by Matt Strasser

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I Rise

For Those I've Left Behind 

By (M)(D)(R)

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Lyrics:

Let's start this verse off with a question
And it deals with progression
What you know about working 8 hour days 
Then top it off with a 4am studio session?
But still dog your name isn't mentioned 
Every damn day it's that face of rejection
But I'm the type to fall off the hill 
Then take Jack and Jill upon my back
And bitch get to steppin
Motherfuckers
You've got no honor
You think your so raw but you're a joke to my genre 
Grew up with no father 
So bitch don't bother
Telling me your genuine cause you voted for Obama
Greedy motherfucker on that magazine cover
You acting brother you are lacking honor 
Cause you tell her that you love her 
But when shes under covers all your ass cares about is vaseline and rubbers
I'm a greedy motherfucker I ain't gunna lie
My biggest hero as a kid was the monopoly guy 
But the difference my brother is I'm not gunna try to act tough
Cause when you fall, you fall on your pride 
But these voices and choices all in my mind
And with every opportunity i left behind 
Cause the scariest thing for every rapper in time
Is to be the illest fucking underpaid rapper alive 
Mr. dollars and grind for everybody that hates you
Thank you
Damn where this life can take you
From money and fame and all back again
But in the end motherfucker it's not what makes you
Your an artist and you should guard this
Mic whether life turns out to be heartless
But regardless bitch you go the hardest
Until you make January feel like August 
Hot sixteens these haters can not harm us
Until you make every fucking critic feel nauseous  
Until the devil's varmints vomit upon you conscience 
And you fall asleep with everything that you promised 
Hip Hop its getting hard to love it
I've only seen a few emcees do it justice
Jay-Z, Rakim, Tupac, Biggie
So tell me is there another one amongst us
Oh Me? Homies don't see holy shit bitch its the next Hove
Don't be phony homie keep it lowkey 
Otherwise you'll just be another missed OG 

In hip hop's cathedral 
On a mosaic to show all these people
You were the one that feared no evil
But fighting with the devil? There is no sequel 
So this the the conclusion of contusions with some bruises 
To fight even though it hurts to see who loses to get to where the totem is
Cause if you ain't noticed bitch I'm where your focus is
So tell your swag, I send my condolences 
Motherfuckers









For Those I've Left Behind

My Dreams

By (M)(D)(R)

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Lyrics:

The question is homie who has got the balls?
To push past these boundaries and break down these walls
And realize that every individual is flawed 
And love us for who we are regardless of all our faults 
The question is homie who has got the purpose?
To look deep within and just break past the surface
And realize that no individual is perfect
And being different in every way is always worth it 

The question is homie whats the real cost?
Of your dreams although everything seems lost
From the thorn wooden crown that he couldn't take off
From the lashes and the bashes to the carry of the cross
The truth is homie no one really knows me
The truth is I am so fucking lonely 
But every single song seems to show me
I will soon overcome these demons that control me (One Day)

Cause oh my god i have made some mistakes
But I swear to fucking god I am learning everyday 
I'm pushing for my dreams as I'm making my way
And thats something that nobody can ever take away 



My Dreams

Opening Score

By (M)(D)(R)

Track 1 From (M)(D)(R)'s Misguided

Produced by Matt Strasser

Opening Score

Beautiful Loser

By (M)(D)(R)

Track #2 From (M)(D)(R)'s Misguided

Produced By Matt Strasser

Beautiful Loser

Midnight Murder

By (M)(D)(R)

Track #3 Off Of (M)(D)(R)'s Misguided

Produced by

Midnight Murder

Tuscany

By (M)(D)(R)

Track #4 Off Of (M)(D)(R)'s Misguided

Produced by Matt Strasser

Tuscany

Forsaken Smiles

By (M)(D)(R)

Track #5 Off Of (M)(D)(R)'s Misguided

Produced by Matt Strasser 

Forsaken Smiles

Glorious Nightmares

By (M)(D)(R)

Track #6 Off Of (M)(D)(R)'s Misguided

Produced By Matt Strasser

Glorious Nightmares

Mammon

By (M)(D)(R)

Track #7 Off Of (M)(D)(R)'s Misguided

Produced by ADOTHEGOD

Mammon

Jungles

By (M)(D)(R)

Track #8 Off Of (M)(D)(R)'s Misguided

Produced by Matt Strasser 

Jungles

Misguided 

By (M)(D)(R)

Track #9 Off Of (M)(D)(R)'s Misguided

Produced by Matt Strasser

Misguided

Satan's Seminar

By (M)(D)(R)

Track #10 Off Of (M)(D)(R)'s Misguided

Produced By Matt Strasser

Satan's Seminar

Strangers 

By (M)(D)(R)

Track #11 Off Of (M)(D)(R)'s Misguided

Produced By Matt Strasser

Strangers

Ending Score

By (M)(D)(R)

Track #12 Off Of (M)(D)(R)'s Misguided

Produced by Matt Strasser

Ending Score

Nineteen year old progressive hip hop artist hailing from the Bay Area, California.

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(M)(D)(R)

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