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(A Hype verse)

Lavender Town, back in this bitch, this savager down to stack up the rich, a challenger bound to go on the hunt, like scavenger, found joy and the brunt, pursuit of the loot bring clowns to the circle, as some pass dumb culture vulture shit to the form, we king with crowns, fling our frowns as this norm would hurt you, I keep it real, no Loch Ness, the only Big Foot is Shaq’s shoe. So peep the deal, I got this, spit hotness, yet keep it chill. Adding mo’ elements, I shock this, planet that set in stone like granite, what I can achieve, man, I heave a weave of hella scents of victory, this sick story, so ill, and I mean I go thrill, but wait, what this about Shaq’s shoe. I’ll bless you wit’ that, no achoo! The lesson in that is size matters, in basketball and eye flatters, but besides sports and in bed sorts, the hearts the size we prize arts on, and even in those two things I mentioned, point is, anoint this as another way, I try to say, don’t lie to be kicking it, follow your beating drum, from flicking it on since birth to what ya worth now, ascended my status, way past the vast stratus, that is oh so clear, dear. Here is a legend, Over The Hedge in, making his own path wit’ skill, this was also a movie with Bruce Willis, just another childhood memory, wild good them they be, my style could send a spree of old ass boomers after me, I capture the, wrath, it be, full of bull like tumors, like why you support, in short I love us all, regardless of the orientation, the hardest of us peeps are authentid, we got heaps of raw, splendid, ones that gay, bi, trans, les, yes, hey, my, lens see us all as equal, cause that a fact, intact, been fact, us people all can be great, shout out Pride Month, I’m on that side, lump, me in wit’ the ally kin, we shall win, LGBTQIA +, we win this, hating on us, those the real sinners. Debating is just a lust to evaporate, covered that and that this rapper great. What next, lemme text zombAe, Apt9, divine, and this my rhyming.

Lavender Town 2 (Feat. zombAe) (Prod. apartment9)

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Yeah, shout out to Josen, this is, quoting him from August of 2024, we were supposed to do this shit but, I’ll do it for ya anyway, to spread the message. Yeah, I love you Josen, okay, here we go.

“OOOPS I MADE YOU LOOK
YOU JUST ANOTHER EMOTE IN MY PEA COAT
I WOKE UP AND CONSENTED TO A MEAT GROPE
A HYPE AND THE A STANDS FOR A HOLE”

Whoops, I paid and shook! You thrust and smother the goat, cause what ya see (sea) float. I woke up and consented to a deep throat. Josen and the J don’t stand for J. Cole. Happiness my pay roll, I stay swole, may fall but I keep coming back. Made ya look at my hook and not just cover of book. I hover over the nook and cranny you think you done searched out, I took my granny advice and made it mad nice. If you miff and feeling sad, still smile. The goal you’ll get is this become a real style. I’m from a chill wild, been so blessed, autism and ADHD, got me so messed. Shot me through stress, yes, but no excuses. Opening up, still a virgin but not just hoping to fuck, I’m splurging in due time and true I’m to just one, yup for you my eyes sure grew, you got the treats, I’m the pup. I got the meats, call me Arby’s, freaky but weekly I get my grind on too, curb cry’s that my mind try to trick me into sorrowing, my mind on to better things, fly high like feather wings, no borrowing, my style I’ll keep deep. I ain’t a cheap peep, what I sow I reap. And I grew a garden, I’m hard in, more ways than one. This shit started through spitter Twitter now this phrase is done. Fun.

Fun (Prod. apartment9)

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Let’s take ‘em back. Yeah. Super Mario Bros, mother fucker.

Back to the easier times, not that back to when hot dog’s was only a dime. I mean jetpack back to a time so recently. Easier, not less sleazier but we didn’t freeze and shudder, cause we was a bunch of non observant, kids, now some parents was doing bids, some inheritance was poor, for sure, but I was lucky, I had a good childhood knock on wood all things still safe for me today, I just don’t trust I can go play, but way back, I had a tad of knack for video, gaming, Smash Bros I would clash those, taming other fights, I slept nights, dreaming ‘bout the scheming to get more time on the Wii, in my prime I would see, a lot of shot Bowser’s with assist trophies, Smash Bros Brawl not for cowards who pissed and go sleep on the game, calling it lame cause it ain’t Melee, I remember those discussions, this rushing euphorious was so glorious, thank you Miyamoto, we need a photo. I wrote letters to Nintendo, no pretendo, we friend o’vo’ a letter about Mario Party 3, don’t get me started G, G is for what by the way? Not gangsta, cause I don’t play at that, I need to chill on the image, maybe I’m too hard on myself, but I shelf the mimage, I feel better, image, mimic image, real set up I do not want a part of, I heart love the new school Mario bros for the DS, we is the best at the test, of beating it I feel, don’t look at YouTube cause that’ll rattle that theory and make me ill. I need to be the best, ha, bet you thought I would say truly, cause … fuck I can’t say it! I’m done.

HA! HEHE! Okay maybe I’m not, road to recovery, doesn’t ever end, YEE!

Back To Mario (Prod. apartment9 and baredex)

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Yo, I’m a realer, person every day, I levy say with time and feeling. Heart On Sleeve, just as I start to leave, my prime it illing. To jump back in, I ain’t pump packin’ but I ain’t a sqeauler, I paint the realer picture of how rules are played, duels are slayed, let it be, ya gotta set it free, don’t get into another dude business, I won’t let a fued turn to mine, a nine could burn and blitz this. But that’s just me keeping cool, what rats see is taking it to the popo, they deep in ghoul, better off dead, crooked cops is shook when drops talk bad about ‘em, then stops the walk mad and got ‘em energy you have towards minorities, you’se a never be with the Hype if you don’t change ya type. I got the pipe dream that gleam, of us all getting along, betting that wrong turn right, is quite a sight that takes more might. We need to heed to make guns less accessible, the shop where they farm the killers snipe type, and arm the dealers (armadillos), I ain’t talking those mammals in the shells, I’m talking those damn tolls you take when you raising hells, shooting this and shooting that, rooting for a diss that at, too much of violence, so no there ain’t always silence, but it’s oh so situational, the police won’t help mo’ peace with thinking rational, we gotta lotta balance we need to achieve, I breathe a deadly leave in theory every time I even speak! But I ain’t weak, I’m just being real, seeing kill as a thing, life and death, strife is kept close, it crept toward those who thought they never have it, to those who close it boast a long life and to you laugh at ya, that ya thought you would be a goner, you a longer, some lack the G in them, now him a loner. Oh well, go tell ya story to me, truly I try to understand us all on this wonderland, but if you cop, ya gotta stop, drop and think. What they teaching you, preaching you to do is to sink. And I stand a man who ran off from his perspective. I’m just trusting who I be, not tryna be neglective, this is reflective of my love shown, hate grown, great shown, I wanna be good fate known.

Fate Known (Prod. apartment9 and MVC B)

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(A Hype verse)

A Hype and Amy. Haha, yo, check it out, yeah.

Check it out, yeah.
Check it out, yeah.
Check it out, yeah.
Check it out, yeah.

I don’t give a struck fuck, what I been through. I gotta lotta shit to prove, time to move, then do, what I claim my aim is, are we just some gamers, or a star far from a slum of trusting lamers to control us, and no dissing to the rollers, who role play, but my goal may be living my own, fuck picking the path chosen for me, I’m struck by the flicking my fab gab into a story of glory for me, giving my grown one his peak interest, they say I changed, wrath rearranged, from shit became estranged, a gaffe. Nah, that’s weak, not dissing what I got, this in my deep heart, I keep art from when I drew, Pokemon Cards there been a few I ran into, but time can change interest, rhyme my main entrance, into what I do, each sentence, can be the one to spark a whole nation, planning when done to shock my full location, neighborhood, they a good pack according to how they treat me, do they even know what they supporting when they meet me? Stop … let it breathe, before I leave, get what I weave through to you, each teach they own experience. Adore the heave of this dreary teary tense, up to you, or drink a cup of brew that bliss clearly is, how you wanna view that glass? And spread the view to kin, let it in how you see it pass. Time amass. This is universal, a curse you’ll see as that, could be a good free society that’s at, this variety from now, dumb how? You make it that, time is of the essence, my presence is to spit that lit, yeah.

Time Is Of The Essence (Feat. Amy Bestevez) (Prod. apartment9)

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Much love and support and respect for all of my transgender people out here. I love you so fucking much, I stand as an ally right here with all of you. I love you.

You wanna give me a pound? Bitch, you got no ounce, who gonna live free? Me wit’ the flow crowns, attached to head, what do I dread and then go bounce? When ya found fucking flailing and wailing at these pronouns. Gotta respect, a lotta be checked by the Hype. I salute the flag, blue, pink, white. My type is cisgender, but I’ve questioned in this blender, of finding true self, I grew health from finding this is his splendor, me as a dude, I think to slight is awful, and call me woke, a joke, but to target should be unlawful, the bar set low, I know we made, some progress, but no stress? Bitch, look at the shade, people give just over someone who live, the numb gun needs to shoot these fools back at they own face, wack that we groan, pace when we see the otherside, I ain’t having it, proud ally, I yell my, shit loud, get a crowd, ‘cause we need to unite, stand against, who fight, for more torture, shout out to the they/them, the only mayhem I can see in that is that a lonely politician is bitchin’ up out ‘bout that, at what? What they do? May screw ya child up? Bitch ya acting wild up in here, A Hype, stay ripe as a trans supporter. And more I stand for, my plans to love forever, in shorter, this is just the tip of the iceberg thrust. I have thoughts I’ve broughts and nice, work, trust. We need that within unity, not just a myth in who we be, we can be, see, man we been avoiding peace, let’s gets it on so strong, paranoid in streets? Doesn’t have to be this way, not for long. Let’s love, that’s if, we see we for us, this is his, hope for us, in this I lust trust, yes!

Transgender Ally Hype. On some real shit, I love, I love you. I love transgender people, I love you.

Transgender Ally Hype (Prod. apartment9 and starsmp3)

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Maybe today I’ll go and clean my room, and while for others it simple, hey G, for me it seen as doom. It’s gloom, tryna put messy clothes away, I’m stressing hoes cause they don’t wanna entertain a meet up, but it better I don’t pull a seat up, they hoes for a reas’, here’s a toast to my steez, you know it, I’m flowing letter by letter right to ya, I’m trapped in my head though, double lapped I read, fo’ get about it, I’m doubting my mind now, trouble aight, that I find, those 19 and younger got so much more hunger, I wonder, is it natural at almost 23 to fall for plenty to see? Nah, we still will ball. And I’m just letting this fall free, y’all, we need to change our shit. I’m trapped in a maze, nah but I got clapped, check backed by a gaze from my Mom, I’m not the saint I thought I was, caught a buzz and got too greedy, who needy? That’s me me, the kid who grew to be a monster, sponsor of the dirty flirty things he didn’t wanna be it, shit, this is my life now, my strife now, I live wanting to make that wife vow, but not work for it, just take be a jerk toward it, I don’t forward it, just want the rewards, trust flaunting these guards when I can pay for bodyguards will show I’m successful, bless filled, yes ill, still stress filled. I guess goal, is to be truly happy not anymore, unruly, sappy forced, of course I’m a semi whore, compared to what I once shared, it’s a trappy rhythm, I wanna doze past my flaws, take a nappy, hit ‘em back when he wake up, take up his face and face it, I became a shame, complacent, let’s face it. Yeah let’s face it, uh. Gotta pick up my room so end this song. Bye for loooong, no! I ain’t a suicidal bro the way I say, display it, this swaying is not always accurate, no plan for yo man, he just have to hit a sav’ within, he mything life thinking what it is, is this, shit this isn’t living, living like Hype. Yes, but stress is not what I want, I wanna flaunt no body guards by the way, at this moment of time, bloom sent is when ya free, then ya be safe from strafe and crazy hazy panic ya put in ya head, the dead ya plan it, maniac. Man, flip a dip to rip the shit and land it, standing on this block as a man who do chalk his success to Mom, don’t overthink, fuck was I drinking, nothing, but sober thoughts still got me bluffing.

Bluffing (But Love Is For Real) (Prod. apartment9 and MVC B)

WWWW (prod tekkit x Y4N4)

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