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The A Hype Birthday Bash

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A Hype X youngkeygen

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Hit A Lick (Feat. Youngkeygen) (Prod. Youngkeygen)

U Mad Bro? (Prod. chinapoet)

A Hype X Cartier'God

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splashin' out (A Hype X Cartier'God)

Fantastic Five (Feat. ljstnn, POPMONST3R, d0llywood1, WMW Evil Chipi)

random lyrics hehe, go figure it out for yourself!

FUCK THE YMCA (Feat. Kevin Gates) (Prod. Mike Turtle)

Swag Hype (Feat. swagtastic) (Prod. apartment)

Lyrics: (emotionals verse)

dont kno why they hate i just wanna be me
myself thats all i can be
talk down but follow my lead
quiet down u not in my league
yuh, if u wanna hate me thats ok,
imma get my money anyway
they'll push me out the frame, but i will not decay

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.

Lyrics: (emotionals verse)

dont kno why they hate i just wanna be me
myself thats all i can be
talk down but follow my lead
quiet down u not in my league
yuh, if u wanna hate me thats ok,
imma get my money anyway
they'll push me out the frame, but i will not decay

All I Can Be (Feat. emotionals) (Prod. blackwinterwells)

Lyrics:

(A Hype Verse)

My confidence is bottomless. The dominance, synonymous. With a change, being strange. Had me tad, bit deranged. I, learned to accept, turned the neglect and tears that was kept. For years that I wept, I turned that to treasure. That I earned, at my measure. Of pleasure, I been given this living, we know I’m driven. If he go skiddin’, his homies back him up no kidding. They show me no fo’ bidding. That’s that love in prominence. I was used and bruised incompetence. ‘Till I fused the confidence.

Swag Hype 2 (Feat. swagtastic) (Prod. blackwinterwells, d0llywood1, feardorian) (Mix. em0rave)

Lyrics:

The sworn enemy of the galactic alliance. He was born an entry into a tactic of violence. Misguided, this sided him with the dim side. Him hide his dreams behind his mask it seems. The task it gleams of destruction, space ranger abduction. Face banger after banger from Mike Turtle production. Hurdle over the suction, a black hole in outer space. Wack goal y’all pouters chase, be the hero? That’s zero. To what I do, I’m an evil emperor. The devil remember ya deed when he see ya in hell. Greed is how I fell, I need to tell it not the way. But now I got to say, I love being the bad guy. One of the rad fly ass, dude who crude, my ass. Hell wit’ it my whole back, covered as I hovered. Over Earth, a black and purple design since birth. The cloak I tote, want smoke, you’ll choke, ya float. Not now, I send ya down, shot blaow, end ya clown. Ass, I amass the killing for the thrilling. Fuck Buzz Lightyear, cause it’s quite clear. He ain’t shit, I hate you sucka, let’s fight here. Motha fucka, I’ll blast that helmet. Passed a swell spent day killing a. Cocky fool, a rocky duel at best for ya quest. My bullet when I pull it go through the proof vest. No spoof it just, the truth and fuck the youth. This one’s for the villain, guns for the killin’. Fuck Tim Allen, him callin’ for Woody, hah. Should be a breeze, I do it with ease. I’m the one who poisoned the waterhole, toys in the father role. Since Andy man he don’t even have a good dad. Should Sid kill them toys. Yes, fuck them boys. I’m here to tear ya life apart, knife a heart. Who that got them running they ass like Forrest Gump. Zurg off the jump with the mossberg pump.

Zurg (Prod. Mike Turtle)

Lyrics:

(A Hype verse)

This ain’t a glitch but yo body go MissingNo (Pokémon glitch). Can’t a snitch stop snobby hissing fo’. The popo, yo bro chill befo’ we go kill, I do real shit, feel it, not kissing yo. Ass, no matter what class, I batter and bash in full a fucking skull. Ya chatter I crash, shatter and dash, hope of dope, cause it is null. Shit this bull, plus I’m seeing red. Being dead in the head I no longer scared. Aftermath, I capture wrath and spit the shit on the song ya dread. Lock on the rooted cause of my harm. Glock, well suited to the arm. Block tried to have muted my swarm. Of rage, my style pile above age. Put me with 90’s, divine G’s doing they thang like Snoop. In this gang like group, you red or blue, dead by hue of ya troop. ‘Cept we kept it to Pokémon. I smoke grass type, like a toke of strong. Get an ass snipe if ya choking on. Decisions, my visions is winning these missions. Gym battle, them that’ll lose. When I use this fire fuse. Dire dues to be paid. Cause you ho'in/Hoenn (Hoenn region in Pokémon) like Ruby (one of the Hoenn region games) said. First no seconds, I burst like Ekans (poison type Pokémon). Poison be the noise in beckons. Summon me, I’m hummin’ the, sound renowned, call it muh’ fuckin’ Lavender Town. Challenger bound, they in for a scare. I win just to spare you from your big brain. Thinking you built for Sinnoh (region in Pokémon), you sinking with guilt, little ass minnow. I’m a shark of the sea, Garchomp (Pokémon who's a shark) not at all a far stomp from me. My bark it can be so vicious, knowing my bite malicious. Split ya wig mane, ignite the pain. Props to the pops of this shit, Kanto (1st region in Pokémon). Hitting bops to the tops, Mantle. Mickey (Mickey Mantle, legendary baseball hitter), I’ll make it a quickie, shit get sticky, when I slam you. Damn you still living, zombAe the kill given. To you when you finish ‘em off. Diminish the scoff, show we the best. Believe in it even when we laid to rest.

Motha fucka. YAH!

Lavender Town (Feat. zombAe) (Prod. apt9)

Lyrics:

(A Hype verse)

New Berlin muh’ fucka, 20 minutes from downtown, few yearnin’ muh’ fucka, to win it wit’ getting the crown. Who learnin’ muh’ fucka, me ya see, I don’t drown. Ya burnin’ muh’ fucka, cause ya can’t be me, clown. Yeah, I’m from Wisconsin, the cold is a constant. Uh, I’m bold when on shit, catching lit like Calvin Johnson. Yeah, ya wailin’ cause ya failin’ to make my blood pressure rise. I drop the top shit, my crud fresher, where my prize? That’ll be a battle thinking pop the way to go. Stop ‘fore ya slinking to linking wit’ the shitty bro’s. Pro’s and cons, yo, I chose no pawn’s fo’. My circle, shoutout Yokai, BLKMSK, Mike Turtle. Oh my we packin’ caskets fo’ bastards. Classics for masters, the throne where my ass sits (assets). Yeah, and if you whiff, get up, try again. Life ain’t a set up, it what ya let up, now why ya been. Beating up ya brain, heating up that pain. Giving ya living a break is what it take to truly make. Power within, tower with sin, turn it to the title. Yeah, when I see a wave, surfing is vital. 

Capture The Moment.

Sea (Feat. Yokai & BLKMSK) (Prod. Mike Turtle)

Lyrics:

(A Hype verse)

ROAR! Here comes the dinosaur. More ferocious than before, plants atrocious to this carnivore. SOAR! I’m a pterodactyl, my hair attract you now that it grown, the snare impact true, it blown. In the car, in the bar, when talking to the star. That twinkle, I had a nice dream of ice cream with no sprinkle. I’m a basic man, but open me up like a Vlasic can. And I’ll talk to you, not walk through you, haan! Like French, we ridin’ waves like Max B. My mic quench the thirst of worst facts, ya see. We escape reality, when we shape what calling me, freedom, gee, um, just SHOUT! OUT! I’m “Da Biggest Bird”, or ya gig’s a turd. Don’t be a party pooper, I’m a smarty and a hooper. They say, hey, you dumb like Sid The Sloth. Who come to that conclusion get cook like broth, a solution. Not like math, FUCK calculus, I tell ya this. I wanna dreaaaaaam, being a memeeeeeee, ain’t as bad as it seeeeeeeeeeem, I paint so rad wit’ the teaaaaaaaaam, Saint ain’t a fad, you get spanked like son, cause we dad. Thank us much a ton. Our fire ain’t blank, more higher in rank? Nah, we just letting loose ooze flow. Setting, choose, who’s down to go! YO! This moment will pass. Just like the gas that’s coming from my ass.

ROAR! (Feat. Saint Mercator) (Prod. Quill)

Lyrics:

(A Hype verse)

I’m looking for chicken, I’ve took’n my picking and I do know what the best. It kicking so good, taste buds they should, erase duds from my past. I want it from BK, roll out like barrels thrown by DK. On my way what me say, to doll out the carol’s from ad replay. BK, have it your way, sure thang, I bring Apple as my pay. Tap in to what happen, I got there and BK they say is not here. Fuck, this do suck, pissy muck from Taco Bell food. Is the closest option, my boast of toasting to chicken ain’t clickin’. Fuck it I stop in to TB, I don’t eat there but still we will meet here. But what then me see, is this splendid good above been mid. Cheap ass shit, my eye, peep that lit, sky high. Mood from food I get when I cop a one so we done, I get a Whopper. How the, fuck is it at the Taco, now a-gain I seen a walk through. Of the secret menu, I peep it and been knew, still my mind blew. How kind you are to spare me of my BK drought. This is meat not chicken, still can’t be beat, it clickin’, hey I won’t pout!

Whopper Bell (Feat. @fuckmatthews) (Prod. DJ Mellfly)

Lyrics:

YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!

Cap down, I got the rap crown, tilting haters out my vision, I’m stilting way past ‘em, my mission. Making a killing, I, taking ya feelings, my, foes aching, them hoes shaking at these spillings ya.

I don’t shoot lead, I spit it, I don’t act cute, I get it, I don’t be mute, I said it, then I meant it, yeah I sent it. I don’t be brute, well hey, I can be, what can I say, yelling be, A, hey, yo bro, this is the way.

Yo, this is my life. A Hype, got a fucking pipe. Dream it seem, but boy this is my life. I do gleam, cause this is my life. A Hype, got a fucking pipe. Dream it seem, but boy this is my life. I do gleam, cause this is my life. I’m dope boy, shout out Doe Boy, I hope they know boy.

I don’t shoot lead, I spit it, I don’t act cute, I get it, I don’t be mute, I said it, then I meant it, yeah I sent it. I don’t be brute, well hey, I can be, what can I say, yelling be, A, hey, yo bro, this is the way.

Shoutout Mark, he the spark in my fucking mind. Help a man do ran out his fucking bind. And don’t forget Dom. See he be Mike Turtle, I’m like “go circle”. These samp’s around, go make ‘em a loop. We’s champs that sound, like a fucking group. Cause we are man, we go so far man, c’mon man. Ya think ya can get wit’ us, I bet that false, let’s go waltz. Where ya fit in, then again we get in. Regardless, we wasn’t artists but we still win. Until the end my friend, cause we say, fuck what they say. Yo bro, this is the way.

I don’t shoot lead, I spit it, I don’t act cute, I get it, I don’t be mute, I said it, then I meant it, yeah I sent it. I don’t be brute, well hey, I can be, what can I say, yelling be, A, hey, yo bro, this is the way.

I don’t shoot lead, I spit it, I don’t act cute, I get it, I don’t be mute, I said it, then I meant it, yeah I sent it. I don’t be brute, well hey, I can be, what can I say, yelling be, A, hey, yo bro, this is the way.

This Is The Way (Prod. Mark Jones)

Lyrics:

Whipping.
Whipping.
Whipping.
Yo.

Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.

YAH YAH YAH YAH!

Uh, me and the crew, y’all know how we do. Like Game and Fif’, we claim the Inf’ if ya wanna brew. Up a battle, we got Many Men fo’ sho’, that’ll. Never tattle, we clever with endeavor, rattle. Ya fucking brittle lungs, when we strungs out them thangs. Face a trace, of evil like Devil from them bangs. Yuh, and we stand a fucking giant force. Defiant of course we seem, but hey, what may redeem. Is our power, cause hate or love we great above. Your source, sure force that we puttin’ in. Shuttin in’ your mouth, I suggest ya just zip it. Getting this clear, ya hear? Me and the crew, we rip shit.

Uh, yuh, yuh.

Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.
Whipping it up like it Miracle.

YAH YAH YAH YAH!

Uh, whipping it up like it Miracle.

Yo, whipping it up like it Miracle.

Yeah, A Hype, yeah.

Whipping It Up (Prod. 0lim)

Lyrics:

(A Hype verse)

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I just wanna walk out, frolic in the flowers, as I lust and talk out symbolic like powers. Of how I love the bright sun, I actually go out, we might be done, no re run when there a blow ‘bout. So I know, take it in while I can. Grow fo’ sho’, but keep the kid in ya, man. As I leap, I get a heap of enjoyment. Playing on the seesaw, yeehaw! This boy spent. His life away from stray thoughts sending shots down. He simplify, fly high like a blimp in sky. Lots to be found, I gots to see ground. From up high, sky the limit, my oh my we did it. The dim, it not getting through to me. Nor for sure will I be letting it, truly. I’m having a good time, laughing I could, I’m, then doing it, pursuing a lot of fun in the sun, uh. Pursuing a lot of fun in the sun, uh.