Triple Threat

A whole new way to hear rnb and electronic music in one song. 

The Analog Promise

Lyrics:

If you want my honest thoughts, they may be modest lots, I gots opinions on tacos and bananas, let’s start with the tacos, I flock towards some combos, but not those damn ones, my nose has pros and cons with the smelling, glam funs are shows that spins up a good scent, I could be bent, if then over that I should repent, so I’ll just thrust in a calm slogan, tacos terrible trouble, lock those edible yet horrible things away, it brings me to say, but hey, my thought bubble has double task, swelling in my melon is the banana thing they ask, oh yes, no guess, I think they slink in as a 7 outta 10, heaven not a thing but hell, well it ain’t either, they just good, no all or nothing, y’all are bluffing if you think that’s the unfurled world, calm slogan over bomb talkin’, this is how we have peace, opinions start, don’t need them minions art, form a warm side of yo pride, love yo tide, ride in ya wave, I save, a fleeting moment with tacos and bananas, greeting me upon bestowment.

Tacos And Bananas And War (Prod. big babybagg)

Lyrics:

Ayo, my throat hurts yet still I get ill, the GOAT spurts out his verse, doubt it worse than if when I bloat curse without urking, I’m lurking as I walk into rooms of childs, saying swears, slaying ears, playing fears of the mild parents, I blooms a style scary, be wary, when I say “fuck” it do carry, got people who secular saying “hurray!”, while sacred listeners are like “nah, this ain’t okay!”. Reckon ya ass amass mass protecting, beckon a spell of swell “shit” and “fuck”, it don’t suck, neglecting isn’t having yours follows diff’ paths, it’s being ignorant shits that if wraths come from those who chose to live they own life, do that, then ya disown ya child, a new cat, who that, A Hype, may type up a storm, a swarm of curses that form. I warm my body wit’ it, I ain’t killing, this ain’t Gotti wit’ it, I’m not a saint but I paint a thrilling lottery ticket, the way style craze, I smile and gaze into ya eyes, realize I’m a lover still, no surprise. This is directed, but I won’t say to who, interjected in is a spin I have though. I pave o’vo’ the days of youth, wit’ knowing while we can’t get it back, we can get it now, lit, going I’ll be on a dial spree, calling up my friends, we balling up, there no ends, we grown, we shown our scars, now let’s embrace, the current turnt era, there a damn place for us all, this the truth in the booth y’all, sure I miss the past, but pure and bliss wouldn’t just not last, but it was never all that, trust the vast future ahead, we clever when we sever the sad tether outlook, the nether you can see if ya pout took you that way, or truly you can be happy, I’m scrappy to find my kinda vision, depression is tough, this is a lesson though of stuff, that I’ve been sent on, a live that bent on, making it, well hell, I already did it, steady spitting, bet he hitting, more than it I sure ran it, but back to wrap it up, what wack is yap that yup, you don’t wanna hear, but this is subjective, I’m gonna make it clear, take a fear you have, to grab that from my angle, I might not see the fright, we aight how I dangle, but you see it as a strangle on my forecast, I could see it as 1st, what you see as “you’re last!”, I see as pure vast, and I acknowledge the damage in saying mine, I can tone back and stop spraying line, this is a personal message, I love you, you know who you are, a star and rehearsal a goal of mine, but the show go on, even if I can’t perform, sure Mom. Don’t wanna raise a stress gauge, this my message, okay, fuck what yo say, nah but for real, your chill is true too, end of the song, I’m sending a long text next, reminding you I’m finding new love within just you being you, seeing through your eyes, no blur lies, no bending it wrong. I love you.

A Journey To Embark On (Prod. wizardpem & hachinemu)

Lyrics:

(A Hype's parts)

Got mo’ singles than ya roof do shingles, I’m the truth, I shoot my shot in the booth, Joe Ingles, is that who yo mingles wit’, let me chop up game, we be kissing in bowling terms, before the 1st frame, it that quick, missing me and that dick, the worst game still will put yours to shame, of course a lame ass response is, look at ya conscious, do you really be honest, awww, this is me at my modest, I’m raw, this is your introduction to my suction, got these people attached like a deep fill of hatched eggs to a chicken, love all ya chicks, I begs I can get to pickin’, not fall for cliques, psssh, I’m just shit talking, plus I get walking wit’ the lit embarking on this journey, win the tourney, MVP, Most Valuable Person, I host the tale ya bull shit about, living like in large amount, cursin’ out, my count of swears I use, here’s a fews … shit, fuck, damn, bitch, … wit’ these, get struck, am rich in the count, my amount.

yeah, The Most Fire.
yeah, The Most Fire.
yeah, The Most Fire.
yeah, The Most Fire.

We’re the most fire.
We’re the most fire.
We’re the most fire.
We’re the most fire.

The Most Fire (Feat. Avvstin) (Prod. Bj Bangerz)

Lyrics:

Sitting here eating Carmela Creeper. I like them little kid cereals, even if materials are artificial, it’s hard to miss you at the grocery, store for sure, I know Cheerio’s are hella deeper in better for you, I’m wetter when I think of better ink, but fuck it, I’m a trend setter, I met a sink, her name was Dandy, handy was her prize like candy, let me wash my hands and stench off this “man, he too crazy” type shit, Hype get a snipe lit on his head for saying the shit he said, he better off dead. But I sway it so convincing, aight let’s get down to it, autistic clown and shit. I found a bit of hope in the dope but not the drug, I mean what seen as a crazy kinda mood I sweep under the rug, but wanna reveal, it’s hard to feel scarred yet chill, the plug is my music drug. My food is bad stuff, mad tough but I keep buying. Signing my life away astray to a bad diet, I try it, I need less frying and more supplying. Of healtither, that’ll really get me wealthier. What if my parents find out, my appearance to them is fogged up, no doubt, the crier of, “I need help!”. Bitch, I found self love in myself. I shelf, I hate that, don’t date that, stick to the prick, it so sick and go trick, huh, I have coherence in my clearings. But what I ain’t know, is if I can miff enough fo’, me to completely wipe out my audience, I’m tryna stay at play at bay from the target, hence. I stay predictable in unpredictable. Maybe baby, that’s the way, hey we, go crazy. There’s platforms that would’ve spat storms on me, if I … tried to do this, I guess? But yes, this is not that, DJ Terezi got me, Charlie gnarly, hot shit, I spit from my lung sung, over his bliss beat, and while I’m at it, that is, maybe a reference, my preference, to shout out Bliss3Three, see we, did an album long ago, DJ Terezi and me jersey in the rafters. For the laughter we can make, I fucking love ya homie, love ya homie, yeah I fucking love ya, homie.

Carmela Creeper (Prod. wizardpem & hachinemu)

Lyrics:

I can’t be pigeonholed into some kinda sensation, my finer innovation is its own nation, this is my declaration, stay unique, you peak when they may wonder, who speak like that, give me the mic at any party, I’m sure to rock rhymes and make noise like clock chimes, anybody who want it, they can go and get it, I’m wit’ it, A Hype spitting with every sentence. Give me that pen, I’m in, timing 100, they wondered “could you, handle this rubbish?”. I got the girth and tonnage, to handle any enemy. Quite a scandal how I vandal, but remember me, doing this outta love, shout out one of a kind, Tupac, I’m not him on the new block, but you rock, through this dude’s stellar vision, I got a lot of issues, but we when we stay on the mission, we can do anything we want, don’t let them say ya won’t get them play, hey, I’ve got it oh so good, each and every neighborhood hearing my daily mood, ail me, don’t fail me, I tell my body, eating chips is like heating clips, it gon’ catch up, self burning, I’m learning to not too much criticize though, this is my year, I soar through my eyes, yo!

Sensation (Prod. botyukimi)

Lyrics:

What the fuck are ya optics, how ya perceive the topics, are ya naive when the drop hits? Trick up the sleeve of ya self, just … didn’t know you could go be played like that, a charade like that … took a fall, shook and all, look, I ball, I hit the fade like that … will I fade into dust … ‘til I paid in my lust … I must just keep going, even when I get it, best believe I don’t admit it … what motivate you …. I’m off a total great screw, loose, thinking out that box, until I’m deuce, they can’t shut these locks … when the drop hits … do ya celebrate anyway and pop cris’? Relegate ya self and what ya stand for … or is this just how ya hand more … power to the changing globe … I sour as I stood, thinking ‘bout the good of my past, should it still last, could I have basked in the moment, have I asked … enough … strange in thought, but the strobe stuff, that I been pursuing, all along a road to more hardships … floored the core of my letting down my guard … it’s crazy, shit’s crazy … I’m a thinker … I’m a … thinker.

Thinker (Prod. friedlettuce)

Lyrics:

Frolicing with the roses, my pose is, so bliss elegant, they know this and tell a friend, hell will end when I bring in my swingin’, peace I come up wit’, I cease the dumb up shit, ya beasts wanna battle, at least I ain’t gon’ tattle, but this piss poor mood gotta end my friend, bending over ya sure ain’t just to stop the stirring of drama, I’m a pure saint, no, but I go what I do set out fo’. Break it down, we gotta be gentle like petals, a lotta mental that settle, ain’t as violent as it may seem, the silent nice day scene, it can be that way at night, we don’t gotta fright fight, I mean we been all aight when we unite, for sports or for sorts of common unity, I dream a beam of you and me together would be forever, not a gleam that disappear, kiss ya peer, I ain’t saying we gotta be swaying like that, but take back slack you cast on others, we all our brothers, we last together and need each other. This is common knowledge to the milage, of the road travelers of narrow ass paths, I deplored up on unraveling the, challengers. That want beef to continue, grief in the venue, then you wanna see death basically, y’all have crept, erasing G’s, whether so called gangsta’s or good guys. I know we go all as them worthy peeps on the Earth we keeps on, no pranksta’s, you could try, to say some have bad actions but we made a grade that paid they dues in our own shoes, mad reactions to bring up the difference, I do it my way, I say it so fluid to me, truly but they be repentance with vengeance, hoping I’m learning my lessons, I’m churning out these same lessons back, ease pain and maintain, sometime ya gotta, take a chance, make a stance for what really right, and I know the land we go say the shit on, we get long ass ego’s if we think we better than what they know, but hey bro, I also know y’all go say they absolutes, the gab ya hoots, certain words hurtin’ in blurbs or more, okay, well that true.

Not Even Sure (Prod. wizardpem)

Three voices. One threat.
Reaper, Steve Hound, and Woodat team up on “Triple Threat”—an aggressive, locked-in drill cypher where each bar comes with weight. Harlem pressure with no let-up.

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Reaper – “Triple Threat” (ft. Steve Hound & Woodat) [Drill Syndicate Series]

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