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(A Hype verse)

Okay I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing on this wonky song. I’ll just go take up pursuing facts to the fucking max, ya reap what ya sow, ya plant grow if ya don’t go pluck it too fast, I peep it and know that, cast rain up on ya plants, the gain of brain is vast, can’ts become cans, rants become spans of getting shit done and letting it run, so I guess I know what the fuck I’m doing on this wonky song, wit’ stanzas going bananas like Donkey Kong.

Donkey Kong (Feat. miri & otbnmar) (Prod. fukk2beatz)

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Call this shit COVID, cause I’m masking, but this is a virus that ain’t be tasking, ya physical skills, but this is so reals, not whimsical chills, I got them sick ills, not from sickle cells, and Rest In Peace to those, who does decease and goes, to blessed at least I hope, I just increase my dose of my pills, keep it close, I’m stressed, a beast that frown, slid down a steep slope. Peep dope as the answer, nah that shit a cancer. But call this shit COVID, who did be dancer. Around getting help, I found hating self, is it own addiction, my lone friction. The prone description, “he off the meds”, but what we off is heads, still on meds but chill, he dreads. Well, hell, anything ya bring, many swing for ‘em, but all they can do is implore him.

Where ya going? What the fuck ya doing? Fuck it, what is it that ya be pursuing?

I’m a Poser.
I’m a Poser.
I’m a Poser.
I’m a Poser.

What ya be strewing? Why the fuck ya spewing? Fuck it, ya self abusing and ya losing.

I’m a Poser.
I’m a Poser.
I’m a Poser.
I’m a Poser.

“Hey A, how was ya day?”, may I speak the real? Not tweak the feel? Yeah, but life like stepping around eggshells, so I go through the strife like, prepping for bound devils, that beg hells to come to who from do spew, what lead to evils, I could feed on devils. The need to fabricate, I fabricated. Indeed my gab I hate, but at least I grab awaited. Thoughts that I fit in, lots of the gettin’, we do to “get in”, just get out, what make us, us, not fakers. But anything to get clout, then I got takers. I’m a lost one, the cost none. Ya wanna be a gonna, I can toss one, then when ya does one, ya feel loser, a vital suicidal, a real poser.

Where ya going? What the fuck ya doing? Fuck it, what is it that ya be pursuing?

I’m a Poser.
I’m a Poser.
I’m a Poser.
I’m a Poser.

What ya be strewing? Why the fuck ya spewing? Fuck it, ya self abusing and ya losing.

I’m a Poser.
I’m a Poser.
I’m a Poser.
I’m a Poser.


Poser (Prod. Alaska Sargent)

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Yeah, persuasive lies, erasive ties, gotta be able to follow, stay stable, not hollow. Wallow in sorrow cause yes a connection was lost, but what ya does upon inspection is see all the cost. You paid to get shit and shade, thrown ya way, so fuck it, I’m on my own today? Hey, better is no setter, up of stuff that got you hot through the phone, lit up. Get up, don’t put up wit’ the bullshit, I’m fed up, gotta keep my head up. Lotta steep ass stairs to step up on to the top. As I amass, there’s stories from others who flop. To peep, deep in the abyss, is a misguided, sided, person who worsen when rided, on the con path, upon wrath, do you play victim? I say, depict ‘em how you want, only the lonely soul inside flaunt, full in the side of what, they know, we go hear stories of glories and some come crashing down to dirt, like quarries. Clashing, drown the love we have, we above if we stay alert, no sorries help wit’ self in war, shit, it ain’t even the score, heaving more, war, what we fed. What if we get up, lead up instead, a heed up from the stopping of the set up, dropping what we did up, that got us fed up. And plead, truce for all, lose your gall, treat wit’ peace … well you know what I call that shit … watch the bullshit cease.

Watch The Bullshit Cease.
Watch The Bullshit Cease.
Watch The Bullshit Cease.
Watch The Bullshit Cease.

Watch The Bullshit Cease.
Watch The Bullshit Cease.
Watch The Bullshit Cease.
Watch The Bullshit Cease.

Watch The Bullshit Cease.
Watch The Bullshit Cease.
Watch The Bullshit Cease.
Watch The Bullshit Cease.

Watch The Bullshit Cease.
Watch The Bullshit Cease.
Watch The Bullshit Cease.
Watch The Bullshit Cease.

Peace.


Watch the Bullshit Cease (Prod. Alaska Sargent)

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Dear Diary, the ember inside of me, here fiery, remember when I flied to that arena where Kyrie, played for that team in Boston, I seen the way he slayed the game wit’ no say, just trusting ya action, I been a fraction of that in my running my big ol’ fat span of a mouth off, I’m cunning, don’t need to cough out a lung, wit’ the shit I strung, sung my own self a coffin, sleep in it and often, wonder if it too late under here to go loften, up out of that dungeon, my hell is a dry spell of no engine, self motivation, well the drought ‘bout to get to a plungin’, if we know the nation need another hero, fuck it, be it, see slit slices in these kids, cause this is a generation of hating and bids, can be served without a cell, man, the nerved ass losers, they abusers of social media service, it nervous us all from hell to even heaven, if ya believe in it even, the gist is, we talk a lot, it best us, do we walk it out, by that I mean, go test this, think it through to know if we really thinking clearly, jesters, memes run the schemes slung by those incels, everything a joke, heavy sling up on my arm cause of self harm, I form a self hating degrading mentality, and when fails occur I wanna choke, they poke fun at the fent users, I wanna let ya know that just cause they does go posting, boasting roasting shit to get engagement to collect the rent, they the real abusers. Man, rage spent on trolls is lost time, but no cost I’m, doing to let ya know, ya can go do anything you set ya mind to, wanna quit, admit, all that shit, bet I find you, doing it, that’s an action like Kyrie wit’ the ball, I was at the Boston arena when he be getting the call from the coach, tossed in the towel, never approach, manic panic try to make us lose our clever touch, I shake it off, refuse to let it best me, no tossing the towel, no plummet, my stomach it growl, hungry for more, bossing up and winning titles, that what I be, from suicidals to the grinning idols, friends, they say don’t meet ‘em, well, let’s be better ones then, sweet, him, gel well wit’ those who’s of all types, all Hype’s trying to do is soar, flying through true as fuck galore, luck is part of life since being born, ya skill what matter most, leave a doubter chatter ghost, poof, oof ya got it wrong, so Dear Diary, this inquiry though it may go long, this is it, oh shit, out of pages, Dear Diary, ember fiery in all stages.

Dear Diary (Prod. Alaska Sargent)

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(A Hype part 1)

Yo … sometimes … well, you just gotta Let Things Go. Ya know, it hurts but … ya gotta do it.

Made friends, found dead ends, our path has ended, not that we need to have a wrath ascended, we just need to heed to our own ground, the laugh turn to a gaffe burn gone wrong and bend shit to where we don’t see it through, I can’t believe that you, went your direction, I went my direction, I’m bent on intersection, ya rent free in my collection, don’t tempt me, I’m empty, you was my closest, now we be foes, just, take a pause and think though, cause I miss what ya was doesn’t mean we gotta stink mo’, beef pollution in the air, it a brief solution, cause deep down, we still care, peep frown on my face, I taste the sour that I share.

(Alaska Sargent part 1)

From the outside looking in
I can face it with a grin
And come into my own someday
I’ll come into my own someday

(A Hype part 2)

In my heart, been a smart fella though, here, yo, get ya mind right, focus on doses of what ya find might, better ya self, don’t shelf up the therapy, things come to an end, my friend that’s clarity. Ya never know what the tide brings, glow, give it a go, ever so as we a living soul, I could hide things, conceal the slope, on the real, gotta mope to get to the hope, gotta hope to get to the mope, yin and yang, shit it been a thing, now take it from the top though, cause I miss what ya was doesn’t mean we gotta stink mo’, beef pollution in the air, it a brief solution, cause deep down, we still care, peep frown on my face, I taste the sour that I share.

(Alaska Sargent part 2)

From the outside looking in
I can take it all again
And see through which she drew her blade
And come into my own someday

(A Hype part 3)

Let Things Go, Let Things Go.
Let Things Go, Let Things Go.

Time may heal but for now we Let Things Go.

I’m gon’ feel how I feel, let wings grow.

Let Things Go, Let Things Go.
Let Things Go, Let Things Go.

Time may heal but for now we Let Things Go.

I’m gon’ feel how I feel, let wings grow.

It's all gonna be okay ... time takes its course ... and things come and go ... Let Things Go ... you're beautiful just the way you are ...

Let Things Go (Feat. Alaska Sargent) (Prod. Alaska Sargent)

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I Just Gotta Say

In the world that we live today

Lotta times people gotta pay

But they due date ain’t come they way

It’s gonna happen though

And will yo ass be making or from it, plummet taking mo’

Faking dough only gets ya so far, so far, so far, go glow and be a star

Yo, what the fuck is up, got a drink I suck up in my cup, I choose to use milk, natural ability, instead of going ‘head and actually killing me. The lean a deadly game, I talk the talk but also stand tall bro, walk the walk, seen a thread, the shame of abusing, and on one hand, I done panned it lame and confusing, on the other I know drugs’ll go, kill you, for real too, like the slugs’ll blow. But on the other, to shun, then done take cover, help these people get on over. Same with prison, listen, we need less division, what if ya ain’t destined for this eternal sessioned, out life, I doubt life will change but I’ll try, I Just Gotta Say how it be and still fly.

I Just Gotta Say

In the world that we live today

Lotta times people gotta pay

But they due date ain’t come they way

It’s gonna happen though

And will yo ass be making or from it, plummet taking mo’

Faking dough only gets ya so far, so far, so far, go glow and be a star

This second verse is dedicated to, people who the commoners reckon worse, the hated crew, I’m in, submerse me wit’ the crowd, autistic, don’t get it twisted, we is lit, we is loud. But we also thinkers too, and to sink us through the bullshit the stinkers do, like RFK, showing his real thoughts, fuck is wrong with me, for long I’ll be an ill, gots, to know ill is chill, not mentally, the real deal I want sent to thee, is to widen ya horizons, my neurotype let the skies in, bask in glory without prejudice, widen what I’m siding wit’, be done wit’ hiding shit, feel Hype regardless of negligence, I Just Gotta Say, I’m the hardest and did this shit.

I Just Gotta Say (Prod. wizardpem) (Mixed by DJ 20124)

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(A Hype verse)

That ball is gone, A Hype hits a home run, at all ball parks, even over tall marks, my play type gets me from some bum one year flash in the pan, to hall of fame, my stash in my span, is why they call my name when you bring up crazy charisma, even believing when I be lazy, I is the, best potentially, essentially I need to heed to shit talk, but I don’t want to anger a stranger, danger can get chalk, around ya body, the sound of shotty, got ye bleeding, and I stand a fucking GOAT, what I tote succeeding. From throat I quote the fucking flame, any clucking claim, that I ain’t, ya just capping yapping, ya sucking lame. Positivity, chose to give it free, hate bait make me so livid, see, vivid fee to pay when ya go and say in ya ho’ing way, the doubt, out here we’re cray. And me too, but where I stand, see through, the flu of hate ya push, love mo’ great and hush, any trait to shush down my crown.

Phresh Hype 2 (Feat. phreshboyswag & 36julius) (Prod. nyli & xion orion)

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Started this shit off in Milwaukee, at times where I fell flat, I chimes “I wanna call it, a day” hey, get outta here, relocate, the blow, hate in this case to my face, show no love and misplace, of the good grace, I should taste, we all shall ball and not put life to waste, but as I grew older, threw boulder off my shoulder that wasn’t there to begin wit’, wit’ the real deal friend clique, that I found IRL, the beef I end shit, don’t mean I bend, trick, myself from shelving my own requirements, I’d rather gather my face, lace it wit’, fried hard hell fire so dire, than retire how I learn gents from goblins, some come to collect ya rents, mobbings, some from just intellects and throbbings, of love, I’m switching topics again, I’m enriching the minds eye, I finds my shit hot like tropics, I been, started this shit off in Milwaukee, departed in hearted but came back, the lame wack M.O. … hmmm, bro I got to talkie, new friends cleanse and new perspectives and respectives gave me new gawking, at the jewels in the city, from tools and the gritty, shouldn’t be taken by some fools who do spew a pity, we got the Bucks, Brewers, no fucks and Coors, yo conducts I instructs just to be trusting yours, your city, the crowd may be shitty, but all being said, I’m proud of my city, took a bit to enquire that taste, look, I get it now, how ‘bout we take it higher, this place, like a glider, and my mic the rider, the beat the wings, I heat these things like packaged Zings … meant Zingers, shout out Hostess, I’m a fat fuck, that struck luck and could toast to this, for a while smile style but now my liver fatter, got a river in my bladder, fuck.

Enjoy The Ride (Prod. 7una) (Mixed by 7una)

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New shit, beard grow, the true lit, through it, Hype still real, a swipe deal, not at ya feel but at success, yes, check my credit, weird flow, revered though, my intellect go get it, get it through the days of respect when they ways love my clique, or when they been tryna effect my kinda wrecked ass mind, I’ll smile as they find a correct, mind of the masses, but not a mass mind follow, I’m too kind on yo asses, let get hollow, go swallow my lashes, I’ll leave gashes, grieve matches that I had on Tinder, why we ain’t work, from a saint to a jerk, it may be sad and hinder but I’m a grinder, tryna get wet, but bitch I found the one, resounding win, what bitch, you think I off the drink the way I say I found the one? I pray ya bound to be done, we from, strange times, I rearrange “I’ms” … to “we’s” cause ya see, um … I gotta lotta love, it me, covet, be the she’s in the seas, plenty fish, but I don’t just choose to lose me in any bitch, woman I want, not a hoe, to scan who I want to flaunt PDA wit’ … grow wit’, I need no hoe shit, now for another question, fuck it if it bother ya listening session, he be glistening but have ya asked ya pal, if he a racist, homophobic, but just masked it well? The casket to hell, for those who chose to impose beliefs, and care what they may have slash share in briefs. Face this, this must be traced to your fathers, or maybe mothers, or siblings, if it bothers, ya heart, fuck it, suck it up and grow, a start is to repent for sins and fib flings, learn more and turn for a better page, the rent of wins is no dough, but what it is, get this, it’s for every photo, learn the story behind it, rewind it, see, find it, history repeat itself, no mystery, we beat ourself when we elected the Trump Chump, respected him I never do, been hurt my soul, insert a toll when I see who be the clever cool, dude turn rude and fool for the devil’s wishes, if ya grew ya grew, cool, don’t get to his level’s, dish is best served cold for revenge, he nerved old and the stench, will one day be away, now to who you wanna play wit’, I may say shit, that come off dumb off and make ya wanna take me off, a gonna, in the blink of an eye, a part of a cough, whatever, I think you might try, to sever me, severely, spray clip and before A dip, he done, the more I think about speaking my mind, the more paranoid I get, I’m tweaking, I’m fine, mine is a unique case, I’m kind of stuck in a rut, fuck, how do I get out? Critique I tend to bend and erase, I can do better, new weather I face, all crash down to me like lightning, frightening, though to rehash now, wow I didn’t drown, I might been assuming, we fuming o’vo’ facing fears, and after, there laughter, after tracing tears, he blooming, next topic, this is flex I pick, go to Dante’s Inferno, or Pompeii’s volcano, or Kanye’s best creation, my mom raise a burn through that hotter wit’ his innovation, test the nation, don’t just trust my A Hype Station, play my messages and expressages within ‘em, the myth, the man, the gem, with every word spoke, eating good food, heating up the crowd as he stroke swishes the riches of shots from deep, he gots lots, peep the 3 ball, I hope ya see all, my dope a recall to me only, none other, shit can get lonely, but I done discover, her, this hover my heights to sights of space, I love you, true to who ya face, baby face got a beard, bathing in the hot tub, I got grub, smiling ear to ear, no shot, sub, but fuck my foes, weird ass mother fuckers, you can suck my toes, ya struck the pros up, you get no luck, ya froze up, I pluck my brows up, as I cluck my flows up, mathing this shit the way life adding to the top, baby me to who I be now, see we wow, rad stuff, from strife to prop, this is no bluff, don’t ever kill yourself, no matter how tough.

1995 Remix

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Steppin’ in, all white kitted, I put the fresher pressure on ya ass, they mass admitted, to they selves but for they healths they can’t be quitted, but I got the clean cut and they seen that I got the fitted, prep is in, I mastered style, Hype has been a bastard child, but got a nice image, gotta practice it like scrimmage, I don’t do ice, I won’t do twice the same lame mistakes, but trial by error there no denial right there and this makes, for problems that I can’t excuse, sob gems that I drop in booth are still no truth, to excuse what I did choose, feeling bad for my sins, but chilling glad fresh as fuck, I’m so special, duck, if you wanna not be a gonna, when the sauna like grins commence, got nothing to lose, no bluffing I ooze a do or die mindset, kamikaze, I’m a crazy fella, I didn’t find yet the stable body, I’m able to go do squadly, planned out actions by my damn self, release more than ya crew I do by my damn self, I am stealth on my friends, harass to no ends, some I’m glum and feel sorry for, others that bothers I hurry more, glorify my reckless, behavior and wreck this, at least I beast through the west to east with free smoke like piff, gee wiz, he/his done took up the shine, you catch my drift I lift? Time to embrace the bad guy, mad fly is mine, I got an album dropping, cop it soon, seldom stopping is my top shit, boom, I’m the elephant in the room, get the party hearty, don’t start me, this shit is high noon. My final move, to prove my vital, I still got it or not, I came to reign like tidal, I shame ya name and bring the whine’ll the way I can complain, but don’t want the same my way, hypocrite is A. I trip a bit as I gas me up to sway, me from a chum being to the numb to feels that ya seeing, IG Reels and TikToking it, why me chills as I click clocking it? I try the kills on this switch of mine, the pitch align with the inner mood, my tone prone to match the sinner understood in my soul, to patch it up I need to heed to no wonder, fixing in this mixing takes time, protect and don’t let ‘em plunder, get ‘em under ya skin, fakes chime in and say a lot, pray a lot, yet act like the devil, bitch I ain’t quite that evil, intact my level, I know I can go raise it, shout out the God, whether Jesus or Rakim I praise it, please us and walk him as in me to be free, just don’t idolize and end up wit’ idle cries, when ya idol dies in ya eyes, practice makes perfect some lies, tactics to makes you wanna go pursue it, more respect for those who do it, and bye bye, cool from the fly guy, rule of thumb, treat those how yo choose to wanna be treated, me? To be seated better, I need to get my act up, I may be heated but to go get out this debt more, this is a fact up, ‘til then still been chilling in kitted, fitted whether wanna be slitted or on a bedded getting my sleep, I drop, they cop, betting they peep.

The Big Two Remix

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