This another track going on an ep of mine. Also check- 

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Sound cloud won't allow the upload of some tracks i have over there.
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So i tend to speak out loudly, talk about what makes or takes transactions that happen around you see its like a stage you can fake in a million ways turn a table to misplace intended trust that was played, made it, emerged from a place with a creature tied up in the basement screaming i’ll eat your fucking face kid but with a mic I’m dangerous i speak with a split tongue and amaze any rapper who try and say some shit I’m shaking it, not for tha fame but its a place i inhabit unlike any maze you ever seen shit hard to imagine slap em back again i had that shit its all about exterminate and mass appealing the facts are real arms are heavy drillin in the spine of villains stealing for attractive bribes, to heist from the blind and its time they hear it so be cautious they watch us even down the street when you walking, stompin em is like a second instinct I’m on, shit

this is hip hops lyrical word exchange in your ear you hear it out the another side it stays anyway its hip hops lyrical word exchange and if hear you hear it get at me we so can test your fate

savage bastards havin at us slip back ignite the apparatus while you seek a higher learning just to match the status I’m past this besides the last emcee already seemed pissed off on the fact i smashed dudes beat not average speak lately i got tha tendency to attack before showing teeth that means you aint a match to me, its magic see yo when i cast the curse they all mad it seems but shit i gave up more than asked half was in the back just waiting for tha acid to work light from a match dude we got some fuckin hash to burn and i swear the feds on our ass but thats only in a dream state and the last thing i’de think of between a plot and the leech race see fate has got it in for me just paste it on my on my back but make it say something like I’m uncensored please before i stop your wack ass from saying anything like tape on your face next time its best that you make it fucking interesting and yes I’ve sent a message intended to further test it

this is hip hops lyrical word exchange in your ear you hear it out the another side it stays anyway its hip hops lyrical word exchange and if hear you hear it get at me we so can test your fate

yo i see far past tha wrapped view like synthetic terrorism while they passed the mac through as a pea shooter without ammunition americans flipping shit over health care and its about time we wreck their system with more than a fuckin blank stare, still fighting for air yea thats is how it works around here from austin to Minneapolis I’m just naming some cities that fit there fake for welfare a back ache take this shit and place it on the table just to make it decide its fate the craze is gone now have a seat to let em stage it all in tha place where you pay for the banks to take it all they faceless monster, corrupted angels in the base of it all, they basically created hell enslaved us as structure engraved most paid for the baggage then sent you on your way and gained everything in exchange but saved nothing to enslave the race my next page was erased but its best that i stay locked up and kept in a cage if only for the sake of hip hops lyrical word exchange

this is hip hops lyrical word exchange in your ear you hear it out the another side it stays anyway its hip hops lyrical word exchange and if hear you hear it get at me we so can test your fate

Hiphops Lyrical Word

I sit on top of a rock in space tasting the next step to take in order to astound this place with some strange shit I've made, created like as if the monster on my table was alive, but they all dead, heads gone, evidently the message was strong and what I've made is something ungodly straight from a place where the demons crawl but this is what you gotta see the twisted message they send, subliminal  however not too much to easily comprehend, with a grip of reality and a hint of next gen elevation the natives stay patient while you to rush in with your patrons they waiting with a mace and some rockets either way if your lucky you can escape with your life while only missing an eye and some money face it honey your basically faulty by existence the faceless speak but only little is herd or comprehended oh, you didn't know, what the fuck you listen to me for then I'll just corrupt your mind with Some shit I wrote on an easel in pen, Damn I said it all again peg on the monitor broke shit since I been in this rapper thing it's like I'm playing with notes misplacing em all extended with non familiar quotes enslaving some to fear it and take what's really dope the stakes are high in comparison not really what your wearin they starein even if your prayin to follow a baron apparently I'm stuck in an era where the heads sleep but instead I'll press onward to inspect the message we receive so it's safe to say, expressions follow with every dimension, each is separate and different but still contain existence, intelligence is the vital essence you've missed in stead your best to make up some shit impress the set with every sentence, fake or fact it's based off an experimental axis even if I lost it still in logic there's more ways to catch it, basics, there's hope in patience stained in the past still there ain't nobody in existence to replace this rap cat

What I'll Do (prod. Adiboe)

Credit goes to Blaze Luminous for this instrument track
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I think it's funny how no one really listens to the words in this music like I'm just in a mic booth talking shit and sounding stupid but if I didn't i'de lose it thoughts like a machine bolts would fly you could see my mind loosen always pick the wrong time to talk and try to refrain from that but it's hardly right any day i'de imagine I'm faceless with a match lit and totally laced in fuel let me catch it inhabit I could enact a distraction
Attached to some magnets held by the throat of a savage rats interact while they blabbing took a wrong turn now they latched in at the exact same time they attacked him the pack flew a flag representing nothing but a lack of reaction
It's intricate and goes on fully infinite but I think you lost me at the part about all that realist shit either way realize it's all about the penmanship defined to a science in order for the full apparent experience 
Easily set off when the tables shaking the bass relaying how it feels for nothing to get to me i'de be saying fake shit I'll be saying nothing but convey what I'm thinking in a form that's way over your head it's best you save it for the making of you're playlist
 even satan had nothing to say while I made this his reaction was to sink in a hole enslaved by my grace while i remained spitting figured i'de make that reference it intimidates other rappers anyway I'll save the rest for the next fucking nothing that matters

Nothing That Matters (prod. Blaze Luminous)

Unknown status-Age Of Basic

Ey yo aint no emcees testin me, i rip mics like the best you’ve seen not socially lost indefinite to any record lease in fact i’de rather fix up another beat then
right a line and hope its mixed with out an extra piece glamorize a voice fantasize you have it but really lack any actual talent with a cut out and some magic sound clip they lying to you pull it fast the hat was already filled with that rabbit your eyes were placed behind broken glass 
face the wall you’ve been bad kid basic cops controlled by remote from the back of a black and tinted crown vic fast lipped laced with some mad jazz riff acid spit from my mouth I’m violet and armed with a rap gift
so if you was mad before stop listening and adjust to facts or start bitching, either way I’m partial to economic entities enslaved by electronic prisons you were mistaken and lost identity
faced by satan erased and enslaved in a basement logic lost any connection to the outside desecrated taste it my words are never basic cane and able had a problem with it so I finished their confrontation  
you hate it? every thing I say is likely nothing but to create invasive entertainment listen to it take what you make from it based off fact and gaze in the face of a mason gimmick laced on that 
Hate me i won’t give a fuck basically I’m saying nothing to you but some how you give a fuck laced with a much needed basis other rappers have a hard time with their substance and some patience ageless people call it aged out this is real hip hop fuck any industry slave who’s tied down corporations make you write like a broke clown then polish it up and drown out that choked ass sound
Im hardly hardened but still driven by negativity the enemies influence me to bridge upon assembly significantly limiting creation of my identity intensifies ability to motivate whats riven me
I’ve been more bleak than the next humble actor to say the least it’s less than what they can see however i’ve conveyed all extremities to my knowledge even without any lead to branch off and problem solve it

Age Of Basic

Who?(ft. Pit) Prod. TroyBoi

The Truth (prod. Def Street)

Beat owned by Monster mike, words by me.

I come in from the other side of a nother dimension to examine the passion given, lashed out sentences, smashed and bitten savage ridden clashed the fences, to keep out tha black suit demons, now get that fabrication outta my shit  because you're missing the true exquisite references,and what if's present, shit that's the quest is guessing crescent heads and peasants left with out any bread still fed outtalesant portions no remorse i blaze the 4th level the course scorched it forfeit the game you're short of it, the word contort that I pour over this sound can mean more depending on you're vision bound to submission you've been, corrupt since the day of existence as definition i fill these shoes I've cued up, over the top references smash the rivals head with minimal sentences it doesn't take much to covey these short subliminal messages, infected rendered,  bleak to the point but it's become an obsession it's best if you leave it to tha press, they got a whole fuckin stack of envelopes that bleed and scream "I'm what's next" and back it with their shitty raps I'm havin that, buggin over these rapper wanna bee hacks the fact is I'll blast your beat along with your crew and your bitch too, bragging about what? Maybe you should check you and judge the action, smile at the clowns still laughing, passive tactics, just enough to make the lavished asshole go savage, Tascam records mind state, have it how you want, I like mine non-bake, interstate, corporate race, fake plastic-
Strange rhyme, I got a little break mind habit, establish tracks on the fly just to create another blank side in which my pen inhabits, I act with my time, extinct opponents shit while distracted, as long as gravity stays active, Im still infatuated with the sound and how it moved through the masses, it's  extravagant motions, passed it up but still stay distracted by the shit that fills your lungs, it's just another track engraved in mud, face it, I saved it till the end of the contort, all ethnic races but still misplaced it, exhibit A refers to the time intellect embracive ideas but I must have erased it


Modern Chemistry (prod. Monster Matt)

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I don't own the instrumental to this track but am promoting the creator of it.

Honest Fiction(prod. Mike Mo Beats)

Thanks to Rocambonux for the beat.


Now, I'm about to cave in this beat, scream all sort of words without any harmonies, shit, I got 1:53 left on this track- thats not exact but the fact rests i'll still be limited to this rap mess and i'll scrap what i can to build another ten as long as my pen holds and not many rest until they've accomplished the impossible greeting i've possessed, an extreme heating of the world.. clap to rep, you missed the true meaning of the deficit, won't rest until we get em by the neck again and some shelter allegiance just to pledge to heathens, pretense of course I'm way past immortal grievance. Reinvent what you thought? Can't expect me to give in, i've seen the bullshit you quote, not to mention what you've hand written, face it, common sense is what makes this, with a hint of grace given, i'll be sure to misplace it, be patient, I'm including each face i've met, if eyes were thoughts i'de already have the next page read- slaves till death, hang up in mid sentence, I caught up and stomped your rep but still passed to exceed every physical limit, no give in mentioned, hard to crack-even the masons held back attention but still fell under on their ass dismayed by rap, your tapes wack, I told you last time now take a fuckin seat cause I'm about to make my meet and greet- ey yo, I'm unknown fuck what you think, I'm known in southwest but have a link to all sorts of counties from columbia, arctic russia, slant eyed something even the matrons love it but enough about me man, whats your mark and number? Shit, its something that we can send money over seas but collect nothing from their greed, they got me bugging to say the least, save your sympathy, i've displayed more than enough to bring down your crew and dismay the beast at the same time too, behead you, verbal actions, straight shatter dismember the fascists, make em view, extract the part thats meaningful or savage, pack your bag, i've crushed whats needed for now, its past the time we had this war, at least it seems peaceful with sound. 

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