Lyrics:

(A Hype part)

Yeah, Is You Clear? Huh? Is You?

With so many choices for consumption. So many voices that lacking gumption. Who you choose is as much an assumption as you choose, now how if you lose. Will you go spew and admit, you was wrong. To believe that sad shit that was the cause of on, certain issues you self hurtin’ with the misuse. I get we fret being sheep in the herd but word can reap, so good, but also so bad. I suggest just follow the morals you’ve had. A tad can shift in the rift, but we born to love. Not to scorn and shove, I got no thorn that I’ve, pricked wit’, I flicked shit on the jealous side, to the side ride, me and my fellas glide. So many choices of voices, who’s the nicest? At smacking, who’s that lacking? First Prize gets. More chances with stances to summarize. My cents (sense) not to be dense, truly cleanse, look at yourself in the mirror, how do you appear, now is you clear?

Yeah, let’s go! My question for y’all … Is You Clear?

Is You Clear (Feat. gazecloud) (Prod. souljaanthony)

Words From My Instrumental (Prod. A Hype)

Lyrics:

Sip the juice, hipped to oozing the spruce, skills that I use, chills that I induce, I grew up a screw up short fused, I still will go blow if yo ass choose, to’s, be a fool, I will school you’se, damn clowns, the battlefield I am downs to hit ya on, I don’t wanna go get the bomb but fuck it A Hype the don, a strong tone even when calm, all of this to say, y’all better not dismiss his is crazy, lazy at times, hazy wit’ rhymes, but I got a shot in anything I chimes in, been confident? Then I can do that shit, write this easily, cause I knew this shit, flew this shit my direction, I’m the pilot, even when sick and queasily still I know I hit. Flew this shit my direction, intersection, in the center of affection, cause sick or not, a trick I got to chase, no matter what platter under the face, I may say I erase what we chase when it come to dumb taste, but I don’t erase from waste, I’m into looks, I’m sorry but the cover of books, hover into my inner brains nooks, crannies, when it time to find a kind winner, it pains me cause I can’t tell her from sinner, I can please wit’ lies, oh you so good, but that just ya looks, I’m shooks from what under the hood, wonder why you’d even try me, she say, my god she odd and grimy, on replay, why did I mess wit’, I’m a stress shit like this my whole life, shit cut like a full knife, not a dull knife. Yeah, have fun with this shit ya make, get the take, if it good then set what ya bake, out to the masses, whether slow flow like molasses or fastest that burn like the ashes, I learn to blast this, mash bliss wit’ lit spit, maybe baby, part of my heart in this art wit’ being autistic and twisted is to create a blizzard, snow down on my fire, the way I make it out to be a doubt dire, cleanse my burning light, rinse the yearning sight wit’ dense learning, might I add, it’s shit’s like this that clog my brain, to learn and yearn is to gain but to turn to fun is one in the same, game ya self when ya shelf life and it balance, the strife of life hold us all, small from tall by talons, but we gon’ be on some fun shit to, get through the challenge, manage, and create the great amount I count of laughs like Jimmy Fallon’s. Or Kimmel’s, or Colbert’s. You’re HIM, pals, full gears, on the prize, the skies the limit, don’t dim it for ya, A Hype stay ripe, this is my euphoria.

Keep Trying (Prod. Traphouse)

Lyrics:

Confidence low, I’m the ominous pro, my dominance go here and there, everywhere that I know, plus places I don’t, I bust faces and won’t, you be nicer? I tried that shit but lice the, way the human be, make me wanna tear my hair out, I’m like Truman, see the way I drop the bomb out, calm out here until I done fill my pressure, adolescence stressings kept up, they slowly crept up, homie dealt up wit’ the shit I pull for years now, tryna escape the shape of a child mind now, wild find, wow my peers think I’m so great, no, wait, I’m played as a joke my mate, poke the bear, I smoke ya stair, ya not on my level, fall down like a pebble, y’all clown me, let settle, this a gun way, I don’t tote the one way, but I won’t be GOAT if not taken serious, I’m so delirious, words flying off the map, trying wit’ this rap to get through this crap, lying through a trap, beat, heat, sweet, but I’m falling, sprawling, calling, back to my days of my balling, hoping to learn more, yearn for the better days, the go getter days, yo, let up, A, stay calm, nah I drop like napalm, why stop, A! Calm! Nah fuck it, A gone. He be strong, to not have slit his wrists already, I’m not steady.

Not Steady (Prod. friedlettuce)

Lyrics:

O, yo, here we go bro. It’s the duel of the night, here’s the rule of the fight. And as cruel as it might, sound we fuel off the fright. The loser, existence perish, so with, persistence cherish. Every last gasp, we is, way past clasp. On to, a vast grasp, till we, nast rasp. It’s the ending, I’m sending your ass to amass trending. Status, permanent hiatus, add up like lattice class blending. Maths with wraths, blood baths, I’ve traveled through the mud paths. Got it out, shout lit clout, to my knowing, fly flowing. Ding in the ring, can’t cling but can swing. For more harm, arm being put in a sling. Shuttin’ the fling away from my mind, it’s a bind. Find focus to go fuss it up, fuck being kind. I’m signed to a death match, breath hatch the fresh air. Soon there won’t be any sent, just the scent of the flesh there.

It’s the duel of the night, here’s the rule of the fight. And as cruel as it might, sound we fuel off the fright.

It’s the duel of the night, here’s the rule of the fight. And as cruel as it might, sound we fuel off the fright.

It’s the duel of the night, here’s the rule of the fight. And as cruel as it might, sound we fuel off the fright.

It’s the duel of the night, here’s the rule of the fight. And as cruel as it might, sound we fuel off the fright.

Duel Of The Night (Re-Recording) (Prod. house finch)

Lyrics:

(A Hype verse)

You spew advice, mad nice, how bout you follow it. Who flew heights through nights of doubt, no hollow shit. Me, now out not to got swallow spit, I say the way. But what y’all know I also do is lead, that’s a need. These cats indeed heed to sin, speed past the vast. They won’t last, I cast action, a word heard is just a fraction. I’m gaining traction, pain in this is dimming. Swimming in my money like Scrooge, funny how huge. This shit got, I’m hot, when I was not, I wanted to rot. Now I vaunted the plot to teach and reach the youth the truth. Anything is possible, many bring only the probable. On the table, c’mon ya able, to be truly unstoppable. Release the limit, cease the dim shit, let loose ya mind. Get Zeus sky high, find ya bind gone, kind strong. Shit I get on, let song speak, peak in my league. Point like guard of the joint that hard like Teague.

All I Can Be (Re-Recording) (Feat. emotionals) (Prod. blackwinterwells)

Lyrics:

I’ve been ready for a moment like this, another new album dropping, another Musa beat to open this shit up. Seize the moment, that’s how we do. Now, I know I’ve been a flawed human, I’ve been trying hard, but I can always try harder. Let’s go, one shot.

Praying to God, that I do get old. I’ve gotta settle the sco’ wit’ the cold. Though I’m at peace, it a lease, so that gold. Ain’t staying, so sad at how times have rolled. This is a chance to dance and be bold. Break out the  mold and take out, have pulled. Bullshit full wit’ lies being told. This the real me, not just what I hold. Onto, that I’m a don you must admire. Speaking con spew, c’mon, be true, inspire. The future, nurture I may have not had. I can give to my seeds and go spot rad. Passion in fashion where I ain’t even look nice. I mean what not seen, but got keen advice, look twice. Befo’ we go trust over lust, some peeps crooks. Dumb creeps have me shook, from heaps of what they took. But look … maybe it’s mentality. Maybe say we change our shit, it ain’t finality. Maybe more than pray we ain’t strange and more normality, we get set on being the best us, morality. Maybe we good, maybe we should. Do this, do that, nah we would. If we were you, but we steer our view. Clearly few like how we do. Actually one, factually one, you, yourself, do yourself. Love yourself, don’t shove yourself, so when I’m praying, maybe I’m saying. Give me strength, I wanna live a length that never stop. But hey, what may happen, I’m a keep doing me, and stop this cappin’. You ever drop, a motive cause ya was told it dumb? I sever stop from go cause no mo’ will I fold shit from. Not getting attention, letting ascension get to me was scary. Promotive theatrics tactics had me very wary. Just be you, truly be true, that’s the goal. At least for me, I cease to be if I ain’t my soul. That beast I see in the mirror is clear, my fakeness. To have peace, I must do this self searching, go awake this. Halo over me, get this lurching devil off my back. I know I can do it, a sober spree from evil wack. Forces, of course it’s, me who gotta solve. So I know like greats of natures, I gotta go evolve.

Keep doing you. Keep growing and going.

Evolve (Re-Recording) (Prod. Musa, st1cks, soupandreas, tonto)

Lyrics:

(A Hype verse)

Relax, make the stacks, don’t focus on my dopest plaques. Get ya own, set in stone, nah you create and innovate. Your future, sure nurture it or it go to shit. Hit making, get baking up heat, wassup beat. Yeah, I’m gon’ set ya on flame. Bet ya lames wit’ shit games have no claims. Like me, my mic be the source. Of course, I force command, the land is mine. Fine, I don’t take it just for me. I make it for glory, for us all, cuss all. Out who doubt, bout to pout is the hater. Shoutout Button Maker, cuttin’ major share to ya. Wager 	of what go thru ya, a lot, I got a shot. I’ll shoot, we mute but go through a lot. Blow you been through, men who has harassed. Ya ass, massed harm, arm debater hate like crater. And blast they ass, past they ass we go. We know, the stares here’s and there’s are deadly. Steadily I keep readily my own weapon. Steppin’ to me truly is chainsaw trepan. Main awe kept in my rhymes, but times have changed. Arranged against my dense, hence why I can fall. Man, all of my shit get complex. My mom flex I’m peaceful, until I kill and cease you’ll. Be, see me, I got a lot of fire. Dire, hah, bitch what the fuck I’m on. Song, oh yeah, well hell to it, true shit. Lazy, maybe, crazy, hey we. All can be, man we, shout out the Maker. Taker, of the real, y’all go n know the deal.

Stares (Re-Recording) (Feat. Button Maker) (Prod. Button Maker)

Lyrics:

(A Hype verse)

I literally can’t think right now. I need to drink. Please. Someone get me some drank. I need water. Help me. Please. You heard what the fuck I said. Please. Get me some drank. Right now. Right the fuck now.

I want some of that potion, to dumb down my numb drown from frown to lotion. Easing this pain, ceasing this rain, although y’all know I need mo’ water, cause it hotter. The spotter find my mind can’t take it. I ain’t make shit up, yup fill my cup. Dasani, AquaFina, Propel. Yo chill, but fo’ real I see mo’ kill. Just to get that drank, let me thank, nah no time. Yo I’m delirious, yet serious about this, the doubt is. Filling me, willing me to do murder. I heard a, case with the  base. On being dehydrated, be cry hated, cause you killed the fam? This heat wave, meet crave ‘till I’m illed, damn. Chilled yet going HAM, I can’t live if I don’t give my body that shoddy reliever, I’m a believer. BUT NOW I NEED THAT WATER, I’M BARELY EVEN A TROTTER!!! WITHOUT IT, SHIT!!! WHERE THE FUCK IS IT!!! TELL ME WHERE THE FUCK IT IS!!!

Gimme that water. Gimme that water. Gimme that water. Gimme that water. Fuck I’m losing my mind. Oozing my kind, of temper, attemper. Of death befo’, we go try it again. Why it again? CAUSE I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT MY ....


Water … slaughter … it’s taken place. I’ve forsaken mace. To the face, you the lace dealer, it’s realer. Can’t be drinking poison, but then noise in. My head leave me dead. I’m crazy, hazy in this maze G. Wait I need to vacate, FUCK I CAN’T! I PANT LIKE A MOTHER FUCKING DOG! I’M NOT SEEING THROUGH THE  MOTHER FUCKING FOG! I’M LIKE A SOULJAH TAKING ACID! DON’T WANNA HOLD YA, LET ME BE PLACID!

Oh shit … I am not okay right now … ACID SOULJAH !!! SAVE ME !!! HELP !!!

I'm Thirsty (Help!) (Re-Recording) (Feat. Acid Souljah) (Prod. Cotai)

Lyrics:

(A Hype verse)

So appreciative the creative minds align. Locative every place, since date of birth I levy chase. Of my worth, on Earth, stress binds the sign. That yes, it’s all within, ya heard I’m wordsmith’n. My swell path, why hell hath no fury. Like one scorned, I done warned you of the worry. All it take to make ya body a blood lake. Is a shoddy, this hit like Gotti, ain’t a thud fake. The stud break into pieces, crud ache like feces. My goal in full to have the bull decreases. Shit, it, tough n rough, I ain’t gon’ bluff. On stuff, I speak the real, I do not tweak the deal. Life ain’t all fluff, y’all puff to get by. Bet my damn self need some weed on the shelf. Heed to the lessons, blessings from me. And Amy, fame be chased by a dummy. Faced crummy choices, from bad chummy voices. Tad bit caring, only ‘bout mad shit sharing. Lonely out in the solar system. ‘Cept I kept a few homies, spew polar and ya missed ‘em. It’s bits of good that could make this being. Worth living, not much girth giving, got such seeing. Pain, main, tain, that’s hard. Life cut like knife, shut ya mic and rats! Ya scarred, this music your sure passion. Way to say how ya feel, now we deal. Wit’ a fashion crashin’, when we off. We scoff at that notion that life is just a motion. But what, it is, get this in ya head. As long I has song, no need to dread. Greed is dead wrong, some numb and fed strong. Outta making racks, taking stacks and like a bong. Inhale ya fume, a tail of doom, can I. Read the room, nah, I just bleed the gloom. Man I, just thrust facts, I lust max. Euphorious, who glorious. Us, let thus the win begin.

Within (Re-Recording) (Feat. Amy Bestevez) (Prod. apt9)

Lyrics:

(A Hype verse)

Ready and resilient, steady when I’m feeling it, smirk as I murk, an affiliate. Killing shit, that’s what I do, willing it, that’s what I knew. Cats’ll spew a buncha shit, but can’t take a munch of it. Eat you up like lunch and shit, heat it up and crunch a bit. Replenish my fuel, me then dish oh so cool. Ready stance, did he chance life since kiddy glance. Yes, stress, hence my skiddy trance. Step ahead, two back, yep ya dread, new wack. Occurrences, blunder a wonder like pyramids. How it form, now it swarm me but see still ready. The ill set me up but yup we still striving. Living to hope, dope this is with ya lunacy. Try to bash shit, I smash it, like Acuna be. Baseball reference, case y’all ain’t get this, this shit is my preference, Rob Manfred please set this. Lockout over, job can skid wit’ this. Clock out over, you on my hit list, don’t get pissed. You deserve it, the nerve and shit to lit my fuse. I use it to spit true shit and I stay ready. May dead ye dreams, it seems you thought. You could win, you shouldn’t have even brought. That up, believe in stuff that is fake. If you want, I haunt, you wit’ this mistake. Hype the type to tell the verity, it ain’t rarity. I can’t speak in parity, just to thrust in charity. One ruler, done spew ya to death, no breath. Anthony, can ya see I’m like Meth. Bring the pain, the thing again is mine mane. Plain to see, an I be, getting spitting divine mane.

Ready for war I soar more for sure.
Ready for war I soar more for sure.

Ready (Re-Recording) (Feat. lunacy) (Prod. tripod)

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