Following up his latest EP with The Other Guys, Maryland emcee Substantial joins forces with Algorythm (1/2 of the BK production duo The Stuyvesants) for Always. Always is the second of three EPs leading up to Substantial's upcoming fourth studio album, The Past Is Always Present In The Future. Always features GRAMMY nominated, Ethiopian-born, singer/songwriter Wayna, QN5 founder and emcee Tonedeff, DC based singer/songwriter Deborah Bond, Danish singer/songwriter/producer Fjer, and Seattle based Bop Alloy producer Marcus D. Musically, Algorythm provides the perfect soundscape for Substantial's witty and thought provoking lyrics which are sharp as ever. Always is a collection of songs about legacy, life and being present in the moment that will be remembered as the soundtrack to the summer of 2015. 

Substantial’s full length album The Past Is Always Present In The Future drops fourth quarter 2015.

Substantial & Algorythm 'Always' [EP]

From 'Always' [EP]

Lyrics

HOOK 
Maryland, yall got me cuz (Yeah!) 
Sub & The Stuy come rock with us (Yeah!) 
DC, yall got me cuz (Yeah!) 
HiPNOTT in the spot come rock w/ us (Yeah!) 
Eh, VA yall got me cuz (Yeah!) 
You know this joint ji crank come rock with us (Yeah!) 
Worldwide get live with us (Yeah!) 
Turn the volume way up come rock with us (Yeah!) 

VERSE 1 
Can't end before it begins 
No one does it alone and we too old to play pretend 
This is for my supporters fans family and friends 
Wifey for sticking by me like we was Siamese twins 
Last line was generic, my status ain’t that’s apparent 
Came up on the low like I be shopping in clearance 
And I do, ‘cause my biz more important than my appearance 
Shouldn’t judge by the cover but you can tell this shit serious! 
The past is always present in the future!!! 
I ain’t going nowhere but up 
Was naming your favorite rapper ‘fore you was lookin’em up 
Advising some legends ‘fore you acknowledge my presence 
Marathoning these sprinters while minimizing my effort 
Maximizing my gains a rapper thats gots some brains 
Flew my family out the country for $200 and some change 
I be stacking them miles I’m frequently on them fliers 
When you stay above the clouds it’s easy to take it higher 
Lets go... go... go... go... go... eh! 
Battle tested and approved 
Yall were bodied in your party, asphyxiated your crew 
Kinda shit we use do when dudes battled over rhythms 
Beatbox, lunch table or a trash radio system 
Handclaps, DJ... but eventually I moved on 
‘Cause unlike bammas nowadays I make pretty good songs 
I never shuck and jive for muthaphucas live 
I make the type of music that help people reconstruct their lives 
I know yall love right, so keep it on repeat... 
Still climbing like I don’t know a peak 
Flowing like you disabled, you sounding like you don’t know a beat 
Rockin the ark when paired with loops dirtier than Noah’s feet 
Couldn’t pay’em to notice me, now they pay ‘cause they know it’s me 
Heads turning like rotaries, knowin’ he's awesome totally 
Exes who still ain’t over me realigning their ovaries 
Respected globally, now they lovin me locally 
Urban legend, surely reppin MD you better know it, we here! 

BRIDGE (Wayna) 
How lucky to be 
Apart of legacy 
Now you can come with me 
And we could be... 
Legendary! 

VERSE 2 
These songs are one part of my legacy 
But time will tell what will come from these youngins that met me
Tan, yellow, white, red, ebony, armed with verbal weaponry 
Topple obstacles that stand between them and destiny 
Haters, fakers and shottas, light takers and coppers 
Who wanna eff up your chakras but don’t let none of that stop ya
Gotcha... 
Live our dreams while we’re awake now that’s the mantra 
When you carried the weight remember who was there to spot ya! 
(Keep pushing… from the top!) 

HOOK 
Wayna, you got me cuz (Yeah!) 
I appreciate you, Queen for rocking with us (Yeah!) 
Kokayi, you got me cuz (Yeah!) 
My brother from another mother be rockin’ w/ us (Yeah!) 
QN5, yall got me cuz (Yeah!) 
Still holding me down, they rockin’ with us (Yeah!) 
Worldwide get live with us (Yeah!) 
Let The Stuy take us home come ride with us! (Yeah!)

Lasting Impression (ft. Wayna) [Produced by Algorythm of The Stuyvesants]

From 'Always' [EP]

Lyrics

VERSE 1 
I can paint a picture with words or just brushes 
Make something out of nothing ain't nothing to make something 
Cutting up samples while keeping the bass pumping 
Nothing we can't handle I will have this place jumping 
Your tramp on lean, I'd rather have a queen 
Of course I am a king, so I can have a dream 
Or be your worst nightmare at war never fight fair 
If our freedom right there, take it by any means 
Learn PEACE from the Gods but still study violence 
Fight for my Serenity if anything challenge 
Write dope on a tightrope trying to find balance 
Build my skill with will plus talent 
Slanger of rhymes, training young minds 
Painter of the times, Maker of designs 
Sailor of the skies, pilot of the seas 
Baker of the pies, refiner of the dreams 

HOOK 
...I do it (do it) 
Black of all trades, I do it (do it) 
Put art on a page I do it (do it) 
I do it (do it), I do it (do it) 
Make something out of nothing ain't nothing to make something 
If you want to do it... do it 
Make something out of nothing ain't nothing to make something 
If you want to do it... do it 

VERSE 2 
Do it until it’s done and there ain’t nothin’ left to do 
Do it under the sun can tell you did it from your hue 
Doin’ it in the park after dark me & you 
Different type of vibe but I’mma work it ‘til it's thru 
I’m a mover and shaker, 
Up at dawn, stumble strong 
So my jaw stay about as smooth as sandpaper 
This is for the chance takers, villains gave us lemon 
Now we Lemonade makers, don't let any man break ya 
...We're def the most resilient yall seen bey 
He don't play but highly sought after as teammate 
Nothing I can't do, you should broaden your dreamscape 
Food for thought you should be consuming what we bake 
Teach, cook, write, love, speak good, fight, f**k 
Seek, look, eyes shut, we must rise up 
Often write rhymes, dark skin, bright mind 
Lost winds, fly blind, fortunes I find... 

HOOK 
...I do it (do it) 
Black of all trades, I do it (do it) 
Shackle my brain can’t do it (do it) 
Won’t do it (do it), can’t do it (do it), 
Made something out of nothing ain't nothing to make something 
If you want to do it... do it 
Made something out of nothing ain't nothing to make something 
If you want to do it... do it 

VERSE 3 
How you gonna tell me what I can’t do.. 
Sh*t… I probably did it first.. 
Ain’t nothin I can’t handle… 
...Sure as hell can’t do it worse 
So I’mma make it cooler. Add a little flavor 
Take us to the future. Be a little greater 
I ain’t scared to barter, skill more valuable than paper 
Work a little harder put it down and make’em pay up 
...I lay it down they tell me stay up 
Then every time I turn around they talking ‘bout a pay cut 
Trying to stop a baker who out here gettin his cake up 
Skills surpassing his peers, wondering why I bring race up 
Cuz average got us living under poverty lines 
And good’s only good enough part of the time 
...And great will make’em hate you from afar 
In the comment section like “Who these niggers think they are?” 

HOOK 
Black of all trades, I do it (do it) 
Carry the world’s weight I do it (do it) 
I’ll be damned if I can’t I do it (do it) 
I do it (do it), I do it (do it), 
Make something out of nothing ain't nothing to make something 
If you want to do it... do it 
Make something out of nothing ain't nothing to make something 
If you want to do it... do it

Black Of All Trades  [Produced by Algorythm of The Stuyvesants]

From 'Always' [EP]

Lyrics

HOOK 
(Sample) 
If all these rappers are bossman 
All these rappers are bossman 
All these rappers are bossman 
All these rappers are bossman 
Tell me (Sample) Who doing the work? 
Tell me (Sample) Who doing the work? 
Tell me (Sample) Who doing the work? 
Tell me (Sample) Who doing the work? 

VERSE 1 (Substantial) 
Yall some underachievers, 
You’ll never be a boss or leader 
Competitor you’re hardly that either 
You’ll never be as hard as us creatures 
You’re messin with Gods of the speakers 
They sayin Oh My God he’s a genius 
How you gonna ball from the bleachers... 
Where I’m from they call that shit leachin’ 
Nobody working harder we beastin, 
This shit’ll put a pause on your breathing 
Somebody stick a folk in’em please and... 
Tell’em bring the coffin he’s leavin 
Can’t tell if he was coughing or queefin 
Ain’t built for this boy you’re a fetus 
Rippin’ shit apart at our event 
Like a bawse and applause isn’t need 
‘Cause we working day and night, on the low 
So it’s hard to stay in sight but you know that 
Behind the scenes, that I guide my team to realize our dreams and ignite 
The f-f-fire, desire climbing higher and higher 
I was rich even prior to turning sires to buyers 
You’s a customer not owner, 
Just a rustler not loaner 
Hold up, better own up, for you roll up 
And you get exposed as just a poser 
You’s a fraud, baby you ready or nah, 
We can see through the facade 
We goin hard, from our backyard to abroad 
On our job wherever we are! 

HOOK 

VERSE 2 (Tonedeff) 
Godammit, y’all out to lunch 
How in the fuck I expect that the job be done? 
Hired a bunch of impressionist, sloppy chumps 
Trying to stunt for the benefits, stocks and such 
Slip/fall for a settlement, a thousand bucks 
Ripped off, now they sweatin in a taco truck 
Brickwalled by their pettiness - and all for what? 
Shit nah - there ain’t anyone the boss of us 
What a conundrum, who’s left to be moppin up? 
Who in the f’s gonna fetch me a coffee cup? 
It’s obvious none of us wanna be stuck in the office 
but when I’m running biz independently - I’m the one 
in front of a monitor - the devil in me got me just 
Hunting for dollars, every penny is the god you trust 
I’m an autonomous executive - I call for cuts 
Of any incompetent secretaries - so y’all are fucked 
Pink slip… but they talking tough? And wanna don boxing gloves 
Bitch, you a mailroom clerk - so when the scale don’t work, you don’t box, you just box shit up 
Zip it! Ship it! Whip it, good! Devo! Nobody making a cent off Vevo - We don’t 
Give our money to Mr. Iovine, No, we keeping our c-notes, and build it up till the profits come 
Obnoxious to some, cause everybody hate they boss 
Yelling bout how to make they calls 
Telling em how their vacay’s off 
Venting ‘bout how their pay grade’s small 
Evidence of the game they lost, 
And the main is stage is ours, y’all are just bitter 
HR wanted a confidence builder, 
Fine, I’ma get Algo, then Kill drums with Sub - put em on a bill 
bottom line is we always deliver. Get up! 

HOOK

Always

Tony Stanza (ft. Tonedeff & Marcus D) [Produced by  Algorythm of The Stuyvesants]

From 'Always' [EP]
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Lyrics

HOOK (Deborah Bond) 
Summer breeze, hot nights cool mornings 
No guarantees, all we got’s this moment 
I’m at peace tell me what mood you’re in 
(Chillin’ Chillin’ how you feelin’ love?) Right as rain 
Summer breeze, hot nights cool mornings 
No guarantees, all we got’s this moment 
I’m at peace tell me what mood you’re in 
(Chillin’ Chillin’ how you feelin’ bruh?) Can’t complain 

VERSE 1 (Substantial) 
Midnight, city lights time to make new memories 
Live life just like you’re closing out the century 
Party like it’s 2099 lets make history 
Slumber the furthest thing from my mind. I can’t miss a thing 
Out here like it’s happy hour and no work tomorrow 
Diddy bop strong lookin like I got a crooked hobble 
Left the club early to avoid any hood debacle 
Bammas playin look and follow off of how she did the wobble 
I ain’t lookin to squabble don’t you see how fresh I’m is 
Bowtie sharp, kicks clean. King? Yes I is! 
But mainly my baby safety is a prerequisite 
So we exitin’ stage left bout to get breakfast in 

BREAK 
Eat good, eat good, eat good 
For we sleep good, sleep good, sleep good 
If she good, she good, she good 
Then we good, we good, we good Uh Huh! 

HOOK 

VERSE 2 (Substantial) 
She asked, “You tryna grab food?” told her “I can eat!” 
She giggled a little then she hit me with a smile & wink 
Such an effin’ lady still my kinda freak 
Subtle dope and of course she would ride or die for me 
Chillin at a diner breaking bread with my PNC 
Stood by me for years still she take time to sit with me 
Had our breakfast early cuz it’s only bout 3:53 
It’s the dead of night but look how live the city be 
See our past in some youngins lookin like they need a room 
And our future in some elders right across us in a booth 
Grab the check, she grab my arm, she cool as a breeze in June 
Headed home but not before the sun shared the sky w/ the moon 

BREAK (Deborah Bond) 
If all we have is us and this moment 
Trust that's enough for me 
(Substantial) 
Girl don't lie to me 
Think I might of hit the lottery 

HOOK

Cool Mornings (ft. Deborah Bond)  [Produced by Algorythm of The Stuyvesants]

From 'Always' [EP]

Lyrics

VERSE 1 (Substantial) 
I came into this world 
Same way I'm gonna leave it... alone. For what its worth 
Since birth... been bringing folks together for a common cause 
Not quite a bleeding heart no need to find a gauze 
Just tried to do what’s right ain’t gotta supply applause 
Just trying shed light on what they hide from us all 
Our origin story, many moments of glory 
Move forward, ain’t gotta be rewarded, the Lord has implored me 
Give’em what they need when they don’t even want it 
Keep on feedin’ souls but they don’t see they hungry 
Live a life worth remembering, the reaper’s coming 
But you’ll live forever though you might not reach your twenties 
Or your thirties, f*** a great depression 
You are worthy... of every single blessing 
Honestly, our own light is hard to see 
But every single star’s born to shine. Prophecy! 

HOOK (Fjer & Substantial) 
Always… always... 
Always… always… (Here) 
Always… always... 
Always… always... (I am here) 
Always… always... 
Always… always… (We are here) 
Always… always... 
I ain’t going nowhere… ever! 

VERSE 2 (Substantial) 
When she came into this world 
I knew I’d never leave her alone because this girl’s 
The greatest thing I created... lyrics, design or painting 
That ain’t up for debating. Look what sun maid and he raising her 
Right… so God forbid her brother man wrong her 
She roll with the struggle ‘til she come around stronger 
But her father taught her to never squander her honor 
If they don’t treat you as good or better than poppa don’t bother 
She see how I treat her mama. And before we shared that wedding cake 
I swear on my own mama you’re the best decision I ever made 
Look at what we made. On everything, I’m proud of us 
Best producer duo since The muthaphucin’ Stuyvesants 
Listen… This is parentin’ with a vision 
I swear a bit cuz that’s how Ms. Hill got us to listen 
So pardon me, busy raisin’ my colony 
This home that love built never falls, stands solidly 

HOOK 

BRIDGE (Substantial) 
Rain, sleet, hail, snow 
Will I retreat, hell no 
Can’t stop, must grow 
Won’t drop, never let go 
Rain, sleet, hail, snow 
Will I retreat, hell no 
Can’t stop, you must know… 
I ain’t going nowhere… ever 

VERSE 3 (Substantial) 
We came into this world 
With everything we need so we manage what it hurls 
Always and forever you’ll never get us to behave 
Scared to death of kings they’d rather my people be slaves 
So til hell freezes… I will resist… 
The call to hang it up as long as I am needed 
Silence your siren you woke up this giant from sleeping 
Fightin’ like we’re Tyson and titan mixed with a phoenix 

HOOK

Always (ft. Fjer) [Produced by Algorythm of The Stuyvesants]

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Virginia based International Hip Hop Recording Artist from Maryland.