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well here it is !!!

Some Singles On An Album

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here is the best of the best from none other than Me And Mark :) free features are on me! just reach out!

Me And Mark: The Best Of The Best

Lyrics:

Yo, fuck you Yankees. Fuck you Yankees, yep, fuck you.

Fuck The Yankees mane, they really suck.
Fuck The Yankees mane, they really suck.
Fuck The Yankees mane, they really suck.
Fuck The Yankees mane, they really suck.

Uh, mother fuckers making it, not the pinstripes, I been snipes on they shit. Fuck  cheater Jeter cause he faking it. He on ‘roids, he can’t avoids all this shit I hit. On the spot, not like Rivera, did when he threw that pitch off the barrel. D-Backs won, it’s so fun, we don’t spare a, bitch made Yankee anythang, go thank me. I went to Carroll, wore my Red Sox. All that apparel, Yankees are dead opps. And I’ve bled drops, of how I hate these blocks. In NY where the Yankee play, go get a hankie, may be, cause I will, kill any Yankee fan, I let it spill. Pitching in ya face, stop ya bitching. Switching up my faith? Never, I stay safe. I may strafe ya house, may strafe ya spouse, if ya root for the Yankees, I mute your. Lips, I got clips, but not ammo. I mean the CD, shoutout, to Pusha T. Damn yo, he be, so fire. Fuck The Yankees, they should retire. Fuck The Yankees, they should retire. Fuck The Yankees, they should retire.

Fuck The Yankees mane, they really suck.
Fuck The Yankees mane, they really suck.
Fuck The Yankees mane, they really suck.
Fuck The Yankees mane, they really suck.

Fuck Babe Ruth, he’s Abe, I’m Booth. Fuck Mickey Mantle, the clique he wit’ can’t hold a candle. To my side, fo’ Ted Williams I ride, I ride for David Ortiz, all the A Hype shorties. Want me cause I’m flaunting my Red Sox. Fuck wit’ us, you’ll be dead in a box. Over seas, like the Tea Parade. Fuck The Yankees, I see ye a charade. Haha, and I love Mark, he give me live, through the dark. Fuck Yogi Berra, discount Yogi Bear, I hope I scare ya.

Yeah, Fuck The Yankees, yo, Peter Griffin.

Fuck The Yankees (Prod. Mark Jones)

Lyrics:

(A Hype's parts)

Yo, shoutout Maz G. This is A Hype, on the M-I-C.

A Hype and Maz G, we mother fuckers go so loco. They may type ayo bro be classy. But bitch this is right now, I’m living like wow! 

A Hype and Maz G, we mother fuckers go so loco. They may type ayo bro be classy. But bitch this is right now, I’m living like wow! 

Uh, making this life worth it. Inserting plenty joy, many toy wit’ this boy, at heart, that start my inner fucking monster, I’m a chomp on the beat like dinner, wit’ heat I’m a winner, no sponsor just my lust I, turn real, I earn meal from my work at that I perk, I stomp down on this ground, I deserve it here, now Maz G go cause the nerve over there. They wanna hate cause hey they say we ain’t them. Truth is they wanna be us but can’t paint them. Out to be a fucking boss, we toss great hate aside. Me and G we gon’ let this mother fucker ride.

A Hype and Maz G, we mother fuckers go so loco. They may type ayo bro be classy. But bitch this is right now, I’m living like wow! 

A Hype and Maz G, we mother fuckers go so loco. They may type ayo bro be classy. But bitch this is right now, I’m living like wow!

Loco (Feat. Maz G) (Prod. chomp)

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Lyrics:

(A Hype verse)

Yurrr, for sure, I’m in ya area, rhyming hysteria. Shit, it close to Halloween, I’m scaring ya, with off the grid type of Hype, pop the lid off the snipe. Now there’s terror in the scenario, yo. Or I can make it more PG like Trick Or Treat. For sure, I spur on when I pick a Tweet. Responses wild, far from mild, this is my style. Yurrr, all up in the air baby. Purrr, he boo’d up, Ella Mai baby. The cure to my insecure ness is less stress. How I stay a stellar slay in a world where, look at they! Ass, they took my dog and now I’m gassed. But looking through the fog I found my rebound, Bella Mae. I went from the cellar place to slew this clever ace. Like I’m a smart pitcher, A Hype a part bitcher. But not this time, I’m up in my element. Fake it ‘til ya make it? Shit, I’m telling it. How it is, the kids need a role model. And I’m not gon’ be cracking an Ol’ E, cold bottle. I’m gon’ be me and stay clean. Yurrr, for sure. I’m pure like water before humans came. Yet a blur in the grand land scheme of thangs. New plans are needed, even if few fans have heeded to it, this is that true shit, what the fuck. I just talk to talk, well that’s wassup. And like Fat Joe, all the way up. So take that yo, I’m a stay up. And to my people yelling “Yurrr”. I’m all ready right “hereee”. Let me make this “clearrr”. I’m for sure, Yurrr.

YURRR (with Yokai) (Prod. Mark Jones)

Lyrics:

Started in this game young. Big hearted, emotions got me lame strung, the notions I was weak, I couldn’t handle that. I had to peak, stop wit’ ya critique, I thought if I vandal at. What others do, hey, I would put on a display, if that bothers you, get out my way, I’m gon’ let it spray. On the credit of my mom, she told me, that I’m the best version of who I god damn am. Be yourself, don’t put on a mask. Well off it goes to the shelf, and never back. Tell them bro’s I’m helping out, no ask. What kinda task I can do, I ran through the slack. Cause I can vouch for me, yeah, off the couch for me, yeah, no mo’ slouch for me, yeah. Big hearted, never departed. Don’t diminish, I gotta Finish What I Started.

Finish What I Started.
Finish What I Started.
Finish What I Started.
Finish What I Started.
Finish What I Started.
Finish What I Started.
Finish What I Started.
Finish What I Started.

Started in this game a teen. Still big hearted, for rapping I’m a flame that bring. His own thing, inspired by Tupac. This a king, awaiting on the new block. Don’t need a mic, just give me my iPad. Record into it, I’m like a boss, why mad? Is your feeling, be real and pure, but don’t hate. Again I learned my lesson, they just want me to be great. I been so burned each session, wanting to instigate. To my friends, I’m sorry for taking the bait. This is ends, to the pouty insecureness. Let’s make amends, get rowdy and go spit wit’ sureness. I’m so cold, bold, wit’ the arted. For my name in this game, I’ve been smarted. Fame can be lame, so instead, I’ve darted. Back to lit spit, time to Finish What I’ve Started.

Finish What I Started (Prod. Mark Jones)

Steep Climb (Prod. Young Snake Beats)

Bring It (Feat. Pacewon & Enels) (Prod. bliss3three)

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Lyrics:

I was trying they was denying, I said come and get me. Lying ass snakes, bitch ass fakes, all y’all ain’t even met me. So why you cry ‘bout shit that ain’t legit, y’all tryna set me. Up but I ain’t having it, y’all fail to no avail when you bet the. Odds against the gods such as myself and much of that. Fire, like a gat, when dire, I shoot at, foes, that hoes, some former bros, my flows, keep them, up all on they own damn toes. I ain’t messing with stressing, I’m guessing you can’t see life is a blessing. So you try to take it out on those who wanna make it out, breaking out. Of whatever troubles. They life before it doubles. Cause if you ain’t change, what’s strange is that it only gets worse, a curse. To the dreamers, redeemers of life come from dedication. When you grinding you finding no time for a vacation. You wanna promote until you float on every radio station. Or maybe you found the underground is better for the nation.

Awesome Records Freestyle (Prod. Mark Jones)

Me And Steve Harvey Was Hungry (Prod. Mark Jones)

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Lyrics:

What you want? I flaunt my shit that haunt. Previous foes, devious hoes used to taunt. Me for simply being who I am. But y’all just insecure, I knew it! Damn!! The sure fire way to hire play with the word. Is to have a mind that is kind of absurd. Don’t waste what I’ve laced, it clean like toothpaste. Over what all y’all faced, do you like the taste? Motherfuckers is scary, be wary of the very. Venom they carry, or else they’ll bury. You and your crew, to do avoid shit. You gotta lotta fight to write, annoyed shit. With these made up fucking places. More ugly than faces that still wear braces. Will tear traces of the murder gone wrong. Into the basis of a short or long song.

Ay, my way spoken like it broke in new territory. Just a token of my ground breaking, found making glory. Taking story telling from gory yelling to swelling. Up my image, this is not a scrimmage, it’s dwelling. On if you make it or not, break shit forgot. How to put it back, I shut the wack who crack more hot. Takes, fakes wanna hate, flaunt a rate that’s distracting. Now a days, I wow with craze, and got cats reacting. Never thought I would ever caught the magic. I’m frequently swimming like pelagic, in thoughts that’s tragic. Dimming my fly, why I shoot myself down? I don’t know, I think I won’t go in drink n’ drown. In win but rather lose, spin sin to gather choose, ing of what I bring, sing in a slather ooze. Fuse lit, cruise shit over river of defeat, giver who repeat, methods, the odds been liver with free sweet.

I Need You (Prod. A Hype and Mark Jones)

Natural (Prod. LethalNeedle)

The Edge (Feat. Elias Irving) (Prod. LordGlacier)

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