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Giving It How You Want It (Prod. cat organ)

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blue hell - mr. blue devil prod image

Lyrics:

Got my Starter jacket on just to start it off. I go harder than Tha Carter, causing racket, bruh. Ya can’t guard a 50 spotter when he hit the court. This is my God Given Talent, we up in this sport. His shit is odd driven, a gallant nice fellow. Who feed off hate, I could even cough great, on a record, check it, like Nike do. I can be so mellow, but man we grow way past a mere, echo, when we tested by thy self, it’s time to prove a move, smooth and soothe like some lube I do. Uh, hotter than Dave’s Chicken. Hotter than lava, I’m a be this waves pickin’. As fan fav, ya can crave for more. My decor deplore keep giving, I keep living. Now how it so hot, I got the place a face of flames, so ya know my Starter jacket making me torched like games, I done hit the jack pot, I’m back, not a doubt ‘bout it. I watched names befo’ we go make out our claims. That’s my inspiration, but A Hype, your nation. Set to fire, well hell, this shit ain’t dire. But that Starter jacket now don’t fit the climate. So I take it down, making wow come out they mouth. When I display, this array of muscle. At my rate, am I great? Still need to hustle. Never stop, never settle, ever pedal, the extra mile? That’s me, but next to idols. I need to get, pressure I know is a thing. Huh, we stay fly though, may I go wing? Yessir, this bird is heard proud, and loud, best combo, my flame glow. It’s getting lit in the whole arena. Ya see me? Ya see the peeps getting heaps of eu-phoria, who glorious, my story just. Keep growing, I’m big shot like Horry, trust, my gig got me here in a flurry, yes, I’m where the Titans be, I ain’t talking Tennessee, but man I be a ten ya see, my writings inciting’s will free. And that’s how it be, now ya see, if not, OK. I do this the truest, regardless, the artist is in me, winning and grinning, been in the game a bit. But no load off, I go off, showed off and still, show off … Starter jacket style.

Starter Jacket Style (Prod. cat organ)

「 truth hurts 」prod image & hell ♪

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Lyrics:

I Just Gotta Say

In the world that we live today

Lotta times people gotta pay

But they due date ain’t come they way

It’s gonna happen though

And will yo ass be making or from it, plummet taking mo’

Faking dough only gets ya so far, so far, so far, go glow and be a star

Yo, what the fuck is up, got a drink I suck up in my cup, I choose to use milk, natural ability, instead of going ‘head and actually killing me. The lean a deadly game, I talk the talk but also stand tall bro, walk the walk, seen a thread, the shame of abusing, and on one hand, I done panned it lame and confusing, on the other I know drugs’ll go, kill you, for real too, like the slugs’ll blow. But on the other, to shun, then done take cover, help these people get on over. Same with prison, listen, we need less division, what if ya ain’t destined for this eternal sessioned, out life, I doubt life will change but I’ll try, I Just Gotta Say how it be and still fly.

I Just Gotta Say

In the world that we live today

Lotta times people gotta pay

But they due date ain’t come they way

It’s gonna happen though

And will yo ass be making or from it, plummet taking mo’

Faking dough only gets ya so far, so far, so far, go glow and be a star

This second verse is dedicated to, people who the commoners reckon worse, the hated crew, I’m in, submerse me wit’ the crowd, autistic, don’t get it twisted, we is lit, we is loud. But we also thinkers too, and to sink us through the bullshit the stinkers do, like RFK, showing his real thoughts, fuck is wrong with me, for long I’ll be an ill, gots, to know ill is chill, not mentally, the real deal I want sent to thee, is to widen ya horizons, my neurotype let the skies in, bask in glory without prejudice, widen what I’m siding wit’, be done wit’ hiding shit, feel Hype regardless of negligence, I Just Gotta Say, I’m the hardest and did this shit.

I Just Gotta Say (Prod. wizardpem) (Mixed by DJ 20124)

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they saw it prod me

oo de oo de oot oot♪ ♪ B)

Prod by me + @tekea
Vocal by me
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I fell asleep in the grass I couldn’t make it to my bed
Waking up with sunflowers growing right up through my head
And after all this time I know I’d rather lie right here instead
After all this time you didn’t notice

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disctr4k - resonate / slowed

little monster

im happy here

vialit-
i know im not the one
u chose another thats alright
not a secnd spent with u i consider wasted time
how u feel abt me
u cn change ur mind
but i hope u know right now that i am dying
forgive me
right now im just trying to forget u
how cld i forget u
how cld i jus pretend like u dont exist when ur perfect for me?
if i ask u nicely wld u leae ur purpose for me
jus stay with me please stay is iit not worth it for me
is it not?
is it not worth it tell me pls is it not?
are u not certain i am and this is love?
r u god u may think u are but ur not
r u lost the way home u have not forgot

nosgov-
and now you're mad
that you can no longer wear me down
as i reroute
feel free to believe the words u said, outloud
im so over the past
how'd i think it would last
couldn't come to my sense

but i know
i'll be alright
like an arrow to my knee, i ripped it out
didn't know it could get any better, how suprising
to find out, it was all a lie & playing for time
i'm not blind
but i'm done
i walked out
never looking back

if i ask u nicely w/nosgov (heartshapedbed)

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Lyrics:

Steppin’ in, all white kitted, I put the fresher pressure on ya ass, they mass admitted, to they selves but for they healths they can’t be quitted, but I got the clean cut and they seen that I got the fitted, prep is in, I mastered style, Hype has been a bastard child, but got a nice image, gotta practice it like scrimmage, I don’t do ice, I won’t do twice the same lame mistakes, but trial by error there no denial right there and this makes, for problems that I can’t excuse, sob gems that I drop in booth are still no truth, to excuse what I did choose, feeling bad for my sins, but chilling glad fresh as fuck, I’m so special, duck, if you wanna not be a gonna, when the sauna like grins commence, got nothing to lose, no bluffing I ooze a do or die mindset, kamikaze, I’m a crazy fella, I didn’t find yet the stable body, I’m able to go do squadly, planned out actions by my damn self, release more than ya crew I do by my damn self, I am stealth on my friends, harass to no ends, some I’m glum and feel sorry for, others that bothers I hurry more, glorify my reckless, behavior and wreck this, at least I beast through the west to east with free smoke like piff, gee wiz, he/his done took up the shine, you catch my drift I lift? Time to embrace the bad guy, mad fly is mine, I got an album dropping, cop it soon, seldom stopping is my top shit, boom, I’m the elephant in the room, get the party hearty, don’t start me, this shit is high noon. My final move, to prove my vital, I still got it or not, I came to reign like tidal, I shame ya name and bring the whine’ll the way I can complain, but don’t want the same my way, hypocrite is A. I trip a bit as I gas me up to sway, me from a chum being to the numb to feels that ya seeing, IG Reels and TikToking it, why me chills as I click clocking it? I try the kills on this switch of mine, the pitch align with the inner mood, my tone prone to match the sinner understood in my soul, to patch it up I need to heed to no wonder, fixing in this mixing takes time, protect and don’t let ‘em plunder, get ‘em under ya skin, fakes chime in and say a lot, pray a lot, yet act like the devil, bitch I ain’t quite that evil, intact my level, I know I can go raise it, shout out the God, whether Jesus or Rakim I praise it, please us and walk him as in me to be free, just don’t idolize and end up wit’ idle cries, when ya idol dies in ya eyes, practice makes perfect some lies, tactics to makes you wanna go pursue it, more respect for those who do it, and bye bye, cool from the fly guy, rule of thumb, treat those how yo choose to wanna be treated, me? To be seated better, I need to get my act up, I may be heated but to go get out this debt more, this is a fact up, ‘til then still been chilling in kitted, fitted whether wanna be slitted or on a bedded getting my sleep, I drop, they cop, betting they peep.

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