For MHH Teams Volume 10

Feds picked a bad day to test me, unfortunately
I oblige with a chase, more like a tour of the streets
Baring my ivory grill fangoriously, cruising along with 5 jets and glorious speed
Plowing through cones, signs, clothes lines, and motorbikes, all the likes, nothing can dethrone my tires
They can’t match 200 in a 45, and the city won't get a dime, my taxes don't get filed
Huh, I wonder why
don’t ask me where my funds are wired
don’t call me back, this burner’s going in the dumpster fire
just call my secretary, meet with you in February
but it’s a set up, gonna set you back a pretty penny
man of refined taste, swindle with mind games
Cuz crime pays so long as sheep don’t rise to their hind legs
Authorities rack their brains tracking my time and place
In blind faith, they’ve only ever seen my disguised face
It’s not high stakes, cuz truthfully I’m still playing around
Safe and sound, nobody’s got the arm span to take my crown
Life for me’s a slot machine that never stops paying out
Cuz I rigged it, just like I staged this robbery, break it down

Roll up on the site riding wheels with no friction
Telling twisted tongue tricks, speak my spiel with no diction
'Til the clerk's head's spinning, got bird's eye vision on every citizen lurking in this goddamn building
Sneak over to the vault with no hesitation
To find a mound of richities, no dragon awaiting
They start phoning the station with some trepidation but our inclination tell us that won't save them
We're not dashing without grabbing every last wallet
We installed the tap, intend to sap every last droplet
Stuff the green in the bag, then after three hours pass
The police reach the scene, so we leave with the cash
In clear view just for the thrill of the chase
Roadblock cut us off, should’ve seen the look on their faces
When we soared right past ducked through to home plate boarding a first class trip taking off for new Vegas
And we're off to the races, cash brimming out the briefcase
Count cards ‘til sunrise, swiping stacks off of cheapskates
Round robin some guys, skin them of all of each wager
Would have left with less shame if they all just prepaid it
But they want a gun fight, gonna meet the peacemaker
When your mom sees your corpse, she gon want you cremated
Then vanish outta sight, leaving only a keepsake
My condolences, signed truly yours, teethcase

Untrue Crime Podcast (prod. New Gates)

why cop a style when you can just carve your own
fashion police called and they’re here to snatch your throne
all that shit you scrawl only coming out as foam
man you dropped the ball, I be out here penning poems
so many bars I can build you a prison
what about me? Can’t be contained, I wouldn’t fit in
I’d mesmerize all of the guards, they’d be left spinning
when I’m finished my new magic wand turn you into a chicken
I be out kicking up dust, watching as you floundering
I be huffing and puffing, you climbing your mound of shit
I be putting out a must, who you making proud again?
I’m redefining essentialism, while you throwing the towel in
I don’t need a plant, keeping that shit carnivorous
distance from the industry, won’t leave my real life in the dust
don’t need to sell my soul, do I look like I’m in a rush
people make it big when they lucky, wait on that royal flush
boy, don’t touch this, you probably got carried up in a gust
y’all won’t hush, I know all that’s left of you now’s a barren husk
buried in your image and now you’re more corporate than Musk
drove your tesla into a corner, they cut you off you’re fucked
like to see ya try and write these rhymes sober
pass me a blunt and I stomp that shit on the floor
scott free without cancer, found a four leaf clover
snort coke like a pig ensure your life’s soon over
tinkering and tampering with your mind, shit’s mental
I don’t need a leg up, I already flex stilts
if this all too much just know I’m still going gentle
I’m no guest in hip hop, does this look like a rental

can’t tell a message lest you hit home with a chorus
keeping that shit little league, my verses leave reality distorted
making photons think they matter and just start destroying horses
trees contorting, forcing apples outta the floor and blowing ‘em all to smithereens
sardines sculpting beans outta the fried brains of diabetic copacetic marine machines watching melting TV screens
snapping back to reality, nobody mention gravity
never been a Stan, never sucker up, decline happily
can’t fathom this wackiness, your attitude a catastrophe
prove to me your raps ain’t trash, gain privilege to at me B
everything you put out is lifeless, walking vasectomy
verses are so empty you can’t even start a family
threw out your tape accidentally, what a tragedy
you told me that that shit would be good, what a travesty
eating plastic rappers like an endangered whale
or maybe Cronus, but what matters is that you tasting stale
you bleeding out of creative bars cuz I see you going pale
can’t even donate that struggle blood, testing positive for fail
your bars are a doorknob in a world without soap
those cars that you show off only prove you sell dope
“it’s hard to be humble” fooling no one, just cope
your words only touch naive kids like the pope
never change your style up, that makes you a constant
factor you out of the equation, no difference, gone since
skipping out on all of your ciphers, shit was common sense
brag like pinnochio’s disciple, simply fraudulent
so unpredictable you’d think I’m using randInt(
stuck up in your genre, that shit made you like a sandwich
these flows impact so hard gotta evaluate the damage
river pouring out my mouth, you’d think I had a hemorrhage

Mainstream Hatespeech To Make Your Brain Freeze

media paving a new craving
boring deep, kid’s mind got a new engraving
product, a slave, trickled down to his ways
unpaid employee, but too young to be fazed
random ransom tantrum controls the field
parental fandom caught without a shield
precedence laid he takes the wheel
drives one to buy it with a shank or steal
who wants it more, the knave or the squealer
never strike a deal, only afford as a dealer
two ain’t enough, provide a third healer
be a bird feeder, but those seeds impede migration
those the type of facts that need no citation
going growing strong but still needs lactation
satiation makes him but doesn’t save him
tree out of branches sees no deviation
little pile of purchases make a distraction
financial literacy stopped at adding fractions
paying the taxes of a kid who never ‘laxes
spastic, and feeding the cause makes it drastic
one pill, hooked, overdose, overpower, dang
week of showing weakness made room for power gain
can’t help helping, stop the crying and migraine
think you’re safe treating like a wide laned highway
crack the spoiled egg, get a waist deep fried brain

dependency finds its way, train where mom’s the tracks
fly right off if you go too fast
load too much and the bridge collapse
modesty a lesson you can’t let pass
act like kid’s problems are your own
head over heels every emote
adversity forever goes unknown
can’t let him breach all these set cones
privilege to conform revoked
now let that one soak
empty resume gave a limited menu, daily special 
hindered revenue pays no attention, residential homes in your area
relevant to those less aware their
resilience lacks, placed in the inevitable predicament
that they can’t fend attacks of ubiquitous expulsion, can’t cling to ten tenements, imminent then repulsion from ethics will win over his mind given that momma took the feat to tame a beast, raise and feed, but domestication don’t help a beast catch the meat he need

To Tame A Beast

founded on flaws and we’re already waiting to start at the pre show
trying to revamp would collapse more likely than making a free throw
shooting down all the ideas and just getting ready to reload
so early on in development, all of the models still T-pose
made it to end game, our leaders lead hangings but just frame the people
stagnant corruption disables survival, morals down the sinkhole
your fault we’re frying the planet, recycle your plastic you’re evil
guess we’ll just stick to our ways and say fuck it and burn this shit threefold
misinformation is grasping our ankles and pulling us down to hell
argue, vote, legislate issues you can’t even call yourself informed well
here’s all the knowledge our scholars discovered and taught us, we lost it
picking up dust, we only like the facts covered in frosting
brand new ideas are foreign and all our ambassadors tossed them
the privileged make all of our biggest mistakes but it don’t ever cost them
climate collapsing, pile up all your cash, all your earnings and jerk off
foundational issues, economy crippled, no matter, take work off

look, we’re getting paid, why concern with the future, come on my friend, worry not
a protest takes effort, offends all the masses, put away the burning cross
keep quiet and we’ll keep our status, if they don’t notice they won’t turn on us
now every movement they’ve tried hasn’t gotten past any of the hurdles, flop
riddled with freedom, can’t manage diseases, gave out too much power, we blew it
overpopulation, obesity, shootings, concluding our story as humans
brand new technology, roll it out hastily, don’t need studies, ignore safety
pay for the research so they don’t think you’re crazy, deny all the facts, turn the data hazy



tumbling down the spiral, but it don’t matter, just fuck it all, I like the clatter
such a pretty downfall, up and coming AI, let it run, we’ll all rest in tatters
fired by McDonald’s, robots make us obsolete, just sling me on a hammock
no more blooming flowers, they don’t breathe anyway, they don’t need it where they stay, just let ‘em have it
soak up all the colors, sponging all the entertainment, it’s just all a simulation anyway
woke or just poser, nobody knows anything, the silence is not censorship, it’s contemplating
money ain’t a motive, nobody taking action, gotta whip ‘em, make ‘em face the facts that’s after them
can’t face the erosion, so dire you’d think there’d be more motion, gap with doom is ever closing, no more hoping
losing all emotion, relic of the past, unknown to future generations, love or hate it
everything is broken, just extrapolate pluralities and looks like there’s no more debating
coming to a closing, it was fun while it lasted but this system isn’t running off of magic
too bad that it’s over, but you won’t be bending out of this one, Mister Fantastic

Why We're All Gonna Die

rappers spitting the type of fire that burn a village
terrorizing dragon hitting up the daily pillage
young demographic funnels the flames, sponges their fame while wearing their names
extrapolate and amp, raining the reign down
riding off the idolized view they’ve shamed now
never taken aback, far gone from innateness
breathtaking how willingly you fill to the brim with hatred
convinced by authority to turn and shut deliberation
and the snake lays hidden in his cave filled with hoarded gold
luxuries unknown to those who rode the path he let unfold
he laid it and fooled you to take it despite what you’ve been told
but don’t blame the source, just fight the fumes like they got the same force
models approve those ethics and fools never stray off course, of course
hey man, shoot a rapper ‘cause it’s funny
hey man, guns and violence get the hunnies
gangsters and pimps are your lords and saviors
run the game and all you see you afford, save us the pain the riches bring
or shit, brag ‘bout the bitches, sing ‘bout your humble beginnings, their hearts are yours for the winnings when dealing with ‘round-the-corner-feelings
show that up front pay from what they could be fronting when you should be shunning
cunning that this press is runnin’ to the bank for proving nothing

dribble the ball and just head it in
seek out a creep and just let him in
swallow ‘em all, it’s just medicine
having strange feelings, call the reverend
give that man the cash, it was meant for him
don’t think about it I’m not menacing
take off all your clothes, ain’t no witnesses
no worries here just light the cannabis
don’t mind the sign it’s not hazardous
it’s not semen it’s just camel spit
buy my product, worth more than a brick
do it for free, that’d be fantastic
believe you me nobody’s held captive
only listen to me that would help massive
in one ear out one ear listen passive
it’s not hypnotism, relax bitch

media cultivating turmoil like no other
network to communicate or something undercover
flash your wealth, brand your life, no soul required
splash in the pool of riches, just take you higher
fame takes your hand and cuffs it to its own
reached for the stars and hand torn from wrist bones
well known for nothing, they adore you to store you in the back of their minds and wish they wore what you wear,
life ain’t fair how you rich, just compare my likes, bitch, I done told myself twice I do better than this
fishing for admiration in this blind nation, gotta do something stupid for some putrid attention to my amazing actions
basic tasks which you busy yourself with and I’ll never see so much money, you must be a culprit, who even supports this, who even affords this
such is the struggle of the hunger for laziness
sit back in luxury while instagram got it raking in
the next jet’s paid for with pictures of the last
underpaid and underage, drooling on the page, fast assumptions made and next job laid out
so easy anyone could but that’s where they’re faked out
leading a lifestyle everybody wants the same route
anybody would take a bite at mainstream clout
busy moving and living life a celebrity recluse
it’s a shame you convince the masses ain’t nothing left to prove

Proving Nothing

furniture laid where it’ll stay cause this ain’t the day to make a change
seats stagnant, all held in place, to budge is weakness, can’t rearrange
house party, you’ve been invited, seating for guests has been divided
pre decided where you reside so step inside and just stay silent
this ain’t the room for discussion, pass the drinks man, can’t do nothin’
more spirits save from concussion, high spirits keep bonds from crumblin’
no way that we’re friends not drunken, that ship is way past sunken
this system’s riding on the fact we keep it quiet and the music bumping

lifeline is a tightrope, no slack in this tug of war
firefight, but no sight or scope, blind attacks at their rugged fort
the middle ground’s for settling sides, not lashing out, not clashing swords
acting like the points they make will count towards some flashy score
paralyzing stage fright, no matter what cannot move forward
if we’re taking action then we only take it up with lawyers
only making factions to perpetuate this prolonged torture
can’t cut time in fractions, got no space to exercise some cloture

building barriers, breaking treaties
swap your verbs, your grammar’s bleeding
disagree? Don’t mind me unsheathing
can’t make amends, second amendment beaming
pushing the distance beyond reason
pushing farther, payload breaching
Olympic long jump gap between these platforms where we keep on preaching
lower the standards, throw an insult
your stance don’t matter, look at your income
usually you lose some, win some
not here folks, we don’t have that freedom
argument that’s never ending
attempt to truce is ever pending
the first to offer for amending is opportune for condescending
we’re ruled by cancerous cells
spamming out mitosis
splitting up like Moses
washed up with hoses
never self aware enough to notice
stances and cannons can be lowered
not bound yet so devoted
grips deadly, contract frozen
can’t spare a single breath to fairly consider the enemy
a pedigree of homogeny forgotten as if it ought to be, evidently
alleviation, compromise, and confrontation jumbled
fumbled in the end zone
troubled? should’ve said so, make it full blown
flip all of the tables
get that cleavage furrow, peace convention you’re a no show
Treaty of Versaille but everyone’s Germany
we all lose long as we defend so fervently
currently there’s no reason for you to murder me
put the staple gun down, time to use your words, B
stuck to your ground but don’t even know the truth
it’s all based on theory, just holster the glue
way too far derailed, let’s all put away the noose
wading with the flock and we singled out the goose
arguments devolved and the manners let loose
intent was dissolved, solutions ain’t profuse
setting up the table, laying out all the food
somebody mentions an opinion, now the pressure’s through the roof
closed door, closed casket, popped all the balloons
parties over, no discussion, no change, no use

Dipole, No Movement

fine tooth comb scraping over every pebble
collecting ‘em in a box, smoothing ‘em out to make ‘em level
writing a thesis on the specimens, every detail treated special
if we talking questions... I’ve got several
every aspect that’s disheveled burned with a magnifying glass
we called the janitor not the detective, triggered the error finding wrath
piled up the collection, pouring them out when the mark’s passed
dropped with deliberate intention, they fall through a turbine, in fact
they power infection, passing out pitchforks, torches, lowering the flags
call it evidence, won’t let time elapse before they dropping more frags
the fungus erupted, covered the corn with spores, corrupt, transforming ash
zombifying, that lord of the flies, turned to savages, unabashed
meanwhile the level headed stay quiet, rampant rampage struck them aghast
they swept the nation too fast, the first impressions have to be rash
all of ‘em vampires, lack conscience to see their own reflection
left to lurk and strike the weak and try to leech off their attention
building up the blood clot, respiration sees a depression
and at the end of the day nobody really learns their lesson

sugar cube dropped near the anthill, made the trail and laid the path
all trained to track and break the mass and take the taxes back to the queen
lash at the fiend and trash the esteems and slap all the wrists until they bleed
they swarm to feast and leave the scene 
the shambles shredded, no more dreaming
held the head down, no more breathing
the trend embedded, ethos weaning
getting spicy, too much seasoning
buckle up, we’ve got some seeding
or knuckle up and do some weeding
it’s such a quiet misty evening
just do your chores, it’s all relieving
and stay a slave as the heart keeps beating
the heart of the problem, if you missed it
scouting news to aid opinions
block that source, agenda scared shitless
can’t knock ‘em off the one true hit list
can’t crunch my numbers, I’m no statistic
this war on info’s gone ballistic
executed in a wrist flick
all that remains, animalistic
that Oregon trail
that Manifest destiny
California Gold Rush
all getting the best of me
one big scramble for the last gram of methamphetamine
all so tangled, only see this ending in rest in peace

Dirt On Ya Shoulder

man sees it don’t work out so he dipping, hell broke loose
trying to make it work with that absentee vote, respect her right to choose
giving birth? okay, my nonresponse bias enough for you
sweep discussion under the rug, sudden shyness, pass right back to screw
certificate in stone, mother and imaginary creature
never to know that half the picture, just crop it out, call it a feature
kid calls that a reach? Children are dumb, just preach a lie
he’ll feast defied, choked it down but he’s alright
decree it flies and cleave his mind but he’ll be fine

prolonged game, so long, name, no real shame, off to the store with a suitcase
you’re tripping, check your shoelace
packing bags just to make a purchase?
behind closed doors you think we’re worthless? 
emotional stability is frivolous bullshit?
cashing out his investment, all the profits are deserved
no drawbacks when you leave unnoticed
cursed their land, no issues surface for the man, forget the rest he purges from his skull to burn his guilt, trashed the plans
flipped the house and flipped their house, domestically, rest in peace the family
he set the seed then set them free into the ocean deep to drown
what was built quickly burnt down
went to town then left their town
and can’t rebuild on this scorched ground
no thoughts now on the hurt he caused
one fight fought and now kid’s mind clogged
lost sight, ought to make it up to him
but he can’t take it on a whim
ingrained and irreversible
his laid path’s not traversable
just hope that he’s convertible to the cult that love him more than usual than from the father he once thought truthful

Half Makes A Hole

cacophony of numbers, overvalued blunders, era shunners
tear a kid asunder for the year he’s filed under
evolution of the media, wonder if they’re safe
these youngins have it different, uncultured, off path of fate
new toys leave new wounds, the vulnerable herd is impressionable to the new age, the unavoidable burden
find ‘em killed in cold blood like the reptiles of the media that are seeping through the cracks, like a weed that we keep feeding to, look it up on wikipedia
bear a son and now he bears the year he shares
it ain’t fair, but neither’s anything so keep him there, fettered to chair
he better wear it like a cardigan, same trick’s fair, pull my card again
tear my heart for him but never realize he’d never’ve wanted it
why, my property of time has ought to stay in line
you might whine but buddy my parents told me that that shit defined
born to think one way, classic mind, never redesigned
constitution signed, so those borderlines define your life
you wanna be free to think and identify? cyanide to hear
fries my mind that we’re letting all ‘em see this, pass the remote dear
all I fear this poison seep too far and breach the atmosphere of tension towards disbelievers and disagreers of the book He read us
don’t be messing with the crop, we seed this, water, till until it feed us
sinful fetus, if you don’t turn out we starve our future of the past
dastardly bastard, we’re dead if you don’t last
but new age new phage new fad blasts right past from our fear that makes us antivax

tearing up the lawn over this overchewed gum
spit it out and get some fresh, man, you could use some
flavor’s all worn out and the odor like crude chum
dude thumb through pages, the new ways ain’t dumb
everyone just wants to be morally the most superior
stare at ‘em level and they take the next step up to beating ya
who’s the toughest, dying to know, prove by defeating ya
want a lick of power, take it up with me or bleed it up
your ways are taboo, my muscles make it true now
peel off that tattoo, our lives are clashing too loud
your shout gotta be quieter than mine, or I do your snout in
about time we get some action, growling for the sake of growling
there’s always room for stepping down so book a room and quit the pouting
don’t gotta crush it all to powder, you don’t gotta move a mountain
ain’t a salad with no croutons? man, you’re missing the point
you’re still fighting all the battles no one needs you to join