Lyrics:

conversely I reverse the chain reaction caused by brain distraction
immaculate
an entire culture collapsing
it seems we based things on pie in sky schemes
blasting neoprene wet dream Chinese contraptions
a vacuum 
I lack doom conceived by ionospheric black moon
weapons misconceived
must pervert all prophet’s dreams at all costs
at high noon a typhoon destroys the planet
while you enjoy a sandwich
on the toasted coast of Miseducation

bless the nation with a unified sedation
single pink pill, mp3s and Playstation
and God will
God willing
while fucking guts are spilling
wake from iPhone sleep to the casual sound of killing

	M I S E D - U C A - T E D
	We
	M I S E D - U C A - T E D
        M I S E D - U C A - T E D
        We, The Great Miseducated

scan this, I’m brandless
you can’t
scan this, I’m brandless

swim Starks, sharks!
predators in the park
when the big pig whistle all the little puppies bark
they are not so smart
lost and in the dark
forgot to have a heart

when the format came so whack
you conformed to go with that
and you could not be exact
and you could not counteract
when you’re walking the same path
stuck in same old track
can’t you see that it’s a trap?

just tryna have some sexy sexy summer jams
but my plans got smashed out!
crew all backed out
planet on lockdown
no turning back round
who’s got back now?

The Great Miseducated

"Working Man", a track from the Untytled album 'Winter', released February 2014. BUY 'WINTER' HERE: www.cdbaby.com/cd/untytled

Performed by Untytled. Mixed by and additional production by Mike C the Maitre'd. Mastered by Untytled.

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LYRICS:

        in an artificial age
	seems strange to find a man that’s working with his hands
	and you know
	in this life, I will always be a working man
	and I go down roads that most people wouldn’t understand
	even so, in this life Untytled is a working man

attached to my body
these hands I use to manifest a tangible effect on the land
a correctional dance 
implementing time tested technology
not left up to chance
though chaos does have its plan
seemed so random, but when you zoom in 
you see each piece is tuned in on the smallest scale
whether man rock or snail, We prevail
We entail entire scope of existence and lack of
white hand in black glove
when you fall, mandala spins you right back up 
existence and lack of
black hand in white glove
plan is: we return to land and construct love

	in a superficial age
	seems strange to touch the land, they cannot understand
	even so, in this life I must always be a working man
        and I go down roads that most people wouldn’t understand
	even so, in this lie I will be a working man

because I’ve gotta survive
and not just for today

and I’ll go
because I’ve gotta survive
and not just for today



Working Man

Single from the Untytled album 'Please Try Something', released May 2023. Beat by Maitre'd. 
Listen to the rest of the album/purchase here:

https://untytled.bandcamp.com/album/please-try-something

used to cruise through
used to sip brew
used to know all the terrain that I could walk through 
new path to turn to
said I could love you if we just tried hard enough
tried to stuff the way I felt far down low
was truly hell, and though they heal the scars stick around though
I don’t drown though, I swim
with a little bit of patience we might win!

the first time I saw you I thought you were God, dude
after the fact on permanent replay
I couldn’t speak for three days
throw the book at me
the way you look at me make a crooked tree stand straight
I can’t tempt fate but honestly you could be my new template
build a foundation upon two oaks stand strong
all along it was meant to be you and me!

the world is fucked so she don’t wanna push her luck
best to call it quits before she gets hurt or stuck
still there’s something about him she can’t shake
his eyes in the morning when he’s just awake
thought we could stay like this
had my doubts about how long we’d play like this
lay like this
here’s a kiss on your impossible lips
then you give me the slip

went one of two ways
felt I could’ve stayed but she was out
took a lowly route, left me no doubt
had to move with time’s arrow when things with you narrow
fly free little sparrow
I accept the stalemate
we couldn’t concentrate
had a fatal distraction
still I will never forget our every interaction
you meant the world to me, and I am not acting

Please Try Something

Lah Dee Dah

Single from the Untytled album 'Please Try Something', released May 2023. Beat by Dan Fajans, featuring Reaper The Storyteller.

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	don’t mind me
	music we make is all we need
	how do I know?
	cause the universe told me so

classic Americana
know I spawn the newest brood
got the rudest attitude
I splatter dudes harder than Splatterhouse
shatter grout glued to rebuild
we kill
re-mortar
wasatch front snowboarder
still hit the backside
falling off slacklines
stack rhymes like the most complex jenga
glimpse topanga
we got the hottest banger

welcome to banquet
Untytled straight spanks kids
fright night
look into the bright light
epileptic still remain skeptic
modern era language speaking’s quite treacherous
I stack tetris
from any metric
I rep the method
you tryna get wet, kid?
buck nekkid
running through the hills
always running drills for real
always pay my bills
always use my skills to reveal
I file the appeal
y’all can’t help but to feel my savage approach
status beyond reproach
blow a kiss from the float
I only ball like a coach

	hey! don’t mind me
music we make is all we need
	how do I know?
	cause the universe told me so
	where do I stay?
	wasatch front’s where my head lays
	so don’t mind me
	shining my light and feeling free
	hey, hey, hey

I flip noise like this cold chunky country shit which hits that itch simp toys with splice kits miss
decades late but well worth the wait 
yeah I know it sounds great
home baked artisanal breaks from deep space
only underrated by flakes just aware enough to barely not fall down a staircase 
every time they trip on their square taste

this is a pastiche of bats teeth wrapped in a fat beats hat turned back 
high lonesome sound 
slowed down how they do it back east 
with a kick kick snare through the dust in the air 
old moog with some wiggle on the square 
if you wanna put your hands in the air, go ahead 
but I really don’t care to pretend that I care 
when I let my light shine how you face the glare

hey! don’t mind me
music we make is all we need
	how do I know?
	cause the universe told me so
	where do I stay?
	wasatch front’s where my head lays
	so don’t mind me
	shining my light and feeling free
	hey, hey, hey

Don't Mind Me

World Bolivia (Demo Version)

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LYRICS:

play this in the clubs:
“fuck your diamond voiceover gloves”
DJs nowadays is bug
and the cold vibe prosthetics ain’t love

bees hatch healthy from hive and purpose apparent
path crafted and guided by an omniscient parent
(god??)
and leave the shelter of nest, never go errant
when confronting muddiness that’s existence and other variance
simply bury it beneath the weight of standard, routine cover
standard protocol:
the format is our mother
the money is our lover
Monopoly with our brothers and sisters
meanwhile, continuum blisters

(feel this)

rise from existence of trivia
escape this modern day World Bolivia
keep in mind it’s your mind that they’re givin’ ya!
re-align with what you know and start living

(nevermind the fake fascist fucks)

now they’re reaching crosswalks and intersections
the business tie forms a noose in their astral projections
the new fall collection finds itself lost among vast deserts of introspection
regretting the past, missing connections
living at last in lack of fear from what you hear on news
“accidents, chemical brews, go divide into factions”
so unable to choose our course of action!
the life-based distraction, we consumption contraptions

rise from your Jeopardy trivia
worlds that collide meet demise in Bolivia
when the cogs of the machine become the residents
need for change is evident

rise from your Jeopardy trivia
worlds that collide meet demise in Bolivia
when the cogs of the machine become the residents
motherfuck the precedent

arise! arise! meet occasion or demise!
comprise! comprise the forming of The Eye!
arise! arise! volcanoes in the sky!
comprise! contrive! escape from the disguise!

I love the form, hate the norm
when dialect precedes intent, image receives no dissent
the swarm’s chameleon core
it’s like: what’s the score? where’s the content?
have we lost all capability to contemplate ideas on our own?
are our ideas all just clones?
(humans without bones)
walking zombies
global bombing nihilist armies
Hitler youth vote for Neocons in the booth
psh, not alarming!
it’s like Nabisco’s mind farming
the crystal life is charming
I shatter candelabras
the plastic shield is harming ability to think freely
powers drop in from the ceiling while we build from ground up
spray this shit with Roundup?
no, your suicide is not appealing
I don’t take my cards, death’s hand you’re dealing
you think you found what?
the holy grail has got you kneeling
I shatter this concealing

World Bolivia (Demo Version)

"Out The Farthest", a track from the M.C. Untytled album "WE BUILD". Download the full album here: 
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LYRICS:

We go out the farthest
We pass through the forest
We go out the farthest 
and i follow
i follow

We walk the most unexpected lines
dropping eclectic electric mines into the common ocean
We soundbombing
moving warily over the urban prairie 
blazing trail to source of divine	
reminding skipping CDs that they can’t see: the loop is on repeat!
but discreet nondescript scales the cliff
twisting riffs rip the rift
cause sluggish ships to drift and fall in
past plastic wall concealing appalling kaleidoscopic infinite blooming tropic
could not perceive it with our optics of technology
science is violence
remove the pylons from some stilted one man islands
and bleed the silence with rain squall
now call the great fall the our next horizon
organism rising 

We go out the farthest
We pass through the forest
We go out the farthest 
and i follow
i follow

milling about in daytime 
play grind like playtime
fate winds long line tied
most brains fried
they can’t find the great wide open sky
bridge divide
giving kids some dreams to live by
aside from shut-eye drive-bys
thinking of drinking a sink of liquor
who can be getting the most high
but meanwhile
i peg the verse before i be selling the merch
picking out purse that match the hat?
reverse mirage
the hearse of God
an image is just that: an image
fucking it up at the line of scrimmage
coming a million miles a minute with nutrients
floating some sense across to lost and posing options
it’s not too late to hop the fence and kick the corporate toxins!
gasping for oxygen
plastic trash be blocking my view of ensuing ruin of ruling
fuck some public schooling
at least in current form
reform by revolution
echoed by a faded radio that screams of retribution
but where the fuck you at, human?
blooming, I hope
if not, our third rock’s up in smoke 

We go out the farthest
We pass through the forest
We go out the farthest 
and i follow
i follow


Out The Farthest - M.C. Untytled

"Link/Bridge (w. Dan Fajans)", a track from the M.C. Untytled album "WE BUILD". Download the full album here:
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LYRICS:

stranded on sand barge, so fall into great large
deface a million metropolitan charges
cuz they can’t hit in flux a faceless moving target!
record player players thinking they got the game sewed up
no such luck, deep snow stuck, shifty city
insidious spinning tires but making cream’s expired!
stinky, chunky, not funky
rendered asunder, asleep, not unique
sweep the streets with chaos and wilderness
these, my scraps, I build a ship
set sail just to kill the myth
fill with gift future rappers’ll study at the U
crack King Tut’s tomb, reveal the pulsating womb
not the new but the link, bridge, think big
drink river of hope to stay afloat
while most lemmings drown with the mainstream midgets
in a hole riddled boat
gap the moat and scale portcullis when rap turns the dullest
from the west coast to Dulles look at my glass as fullest
render whack ass black hole model pose the nullest void
unemployed cuz I choose to refuse to be toy
cut the noose
sometimes to construct must destroy
have to choose
sorry dad, patriarch, face a stark creaking Noah’s ark
left to roam anti-prototype clone outta sight
grown monster from sleight of hand
bring down Rome even if I gotta go it alone
dig with the gnomes in a mountain cavern unknown
cadavers and bones rot, grow the crops, survive apocalypse
write new scripts
manifestos that wrestle with thoughts
what you thought, got, but must have forgot
so keep working for next goal
dreams down in Mexico
nexus grow, flex this flow, find the exit: go!
oil those machines radical that fuck up Texaco
best in show puppies eaten like guppies in this arena
see ya!

lemmings push pedals 
and robots turn wheels 
it's the same deal you make with a devil or a dollar 
employer, half step flat of shock collar 
boot of overseer check writing shot caller 
isn't this what you expected to see? 
civilization expanding to be 
in command of the land to the sea 
from the hand of the leader of the free 
on the television speak so understandingly? 
but damn, is Barry that one I thought, might for a change give a fuck about a man like me?
but it can't be 
can we? 
get back to the matter at hand  
back in reality 
planet earth presently 
precipitous hang in the extremity 
poison in the name of a remedy
hangs over every 
single interaction and explosion of energy 

those who have chosen to go where the ever we 
goes in the entropy chose empty head slow motion as pace 
and composed as face 
closed fist  
lips pressed tight 
eyes open 
to all vibrations and waves in the ocean 
paved rainforests and slaves of commotions 
and supermall food court meals throw the coke in the deal 
and he made it but he's not a real person  
the tip's a steal, but he's still gotta work in a place where the air is not real 
and you'd better not think and don't feel 

Link/Bridge (w. Dan Fajans)

"Walk The Line", a track from the 2004 album by Subunderground Productions "Americans In Cars". If you dig this track, buy the whole album here:
http://untytled.bandcamp.com/album/americans-in-cars

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LYRICS:

step onto blacktop
the sun's heat, no skin block
the crows mock our sheetrock
we must fly away

storm clouds and sun spots
and visions of bloodclots
look to the right and spot the white blue and grey

gaze at the red lights
no pacifier night lights
to keep all the villains and monsters at bay

made major gains killing politicians
still it's not a game
that I kept tame enough to play 
left at bay booking 
cause I set the flame at the Brookings Institution building
and they took the shit the wrong way

still I got the loot from the Feds
computer boost
'cause if you mind the place
then these fools get juiced
got the job, bought the hog
now I'm on the loose
boss is swinging out on recession's noose

I've been trained and well groomed
unstained and doomed to a shrooming brain
pained by a sneaking suspicion they're calling my name
feigning permission from God
making decisions with the divining rod

so I grab a suitcase and flee the fraud
millimeters gone and liters of liquid to free the fog
that intern that's internal
city's racket pounding, beating on 
coals glow infernal
crucifixion eternal 

I found the Heritage Foundation's fictions lacking in information posing as thinking
but the tank is money making
tales taller than Lincoln
and I've been drinking
but my face keeps 'em shaking
'cause they think I'm only joking

loosen all your chains and
walk the line of your life, now
loosen all your chains and
walk the line of your life, now
'cause chains have been our lives
chains have been our lives
the links have been our lives
links connect our lives

(that's why we fight)

this shit is surgically enhanced
genetically advanced
I'll elevate phonetically 
you piss in your pants
so notice while you're busy with the bullshit hopeless media circus I'm focused
dismantle your mediocre opus, champ
I'm hot to handle like Otis
you can't fuck with my beats
I bring more heat than a nuclear plant
I keep the sound sweet
truth is, I work harder than an ant
and I'm sick of all this radio bullshit, so listen . . . 

back to the story:
Homeland Security wants to inspect my inventory
so I had to skip town
I'll skip stones on the surface of the empire's sound
and refurbish with the purpose
to de-anesthetize the towns
bleed anagramic curses
to divest these false crowns

I'm down to throw down with these invertebrate clowns
with billy clubs chasing so I'm leaving the grounds
faster than a bullet
so I cut like a mullet
drown sin
cut through the bullshit like Howard Zinn

found him on CNN correcting spin doctors
inspector, thin herds with telescopes and magnifying glasses
clog the chassis with molasses
unify all the classes

in another time and place I could race time
but I'm in the same place
save face or protect mine
or protect where reality and hope intersect
taken down like the internet never yet
intercept the message like a fighter jet
but I haven't met a biter yet that I'd like to bit
but I'd like to spit
it's righteousness 
consider this a vote for Ficus

(fade out)











"Walk The Line" - Subunderground Productions

"Rescue Me", a song from the 2006 album Entertainment Product by Dan the NARC Fajans, featuring M.C. Untytled. This classic features beat production by Mike C the Maitre'D and bass guitar by Mat Hockett. This foursome would later become the Bay Area crew known as Subunderground.  

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LYRICS:

“How do you do? You gentlemen of course know how to push a product. That essentially is your job. My presence here is for much the same purpose: simply to push a product. To acquaint you with an entertainment product which we hope and which we rather expect will make your product pushing that much easier. What you’re about to see gentlemen is a series called . . .”

the conscience solution
clear the soul of pollution
from the molten city rise the sigh of absolution
our locution is the uniter of awareness
teach the bear to watch the snare
avoid electrocution
choking on a hair that’s society
aware of the titan, G
promote blatant piracy
messages through irony
anything the eye can’t see
anything but eye candy
‘cause our fate is tightening
but we watch the lightning
hear the nightingale sing
try to emulate these things
cross the path of Saturn rings
moth in light of lantern beings
ring the tone the answer sings
hope my people’s answering!
‘cause if they aren’t, then Humpty’s armed with the throne of king
and you can’t clone a king
you never fucking own a thing
all that you’ve got is your intention and a glory dream
so I let the glory stream forth from the San Francisco bay all the way to the north

	if I was sinking vessel, lost my way at sea
	could your product rescue me?
	sit in luxury but all the while for centuries
	I’m not truly free

excuse me, miss
don’t you just wish you had this?
see, it’s the ufcking isht
you can have your kids raised by robotic maids
that speak the same ways as pop music that plays
lingers and stays in the sound waves on summer days
broken and diffused by runaways that play the blues
passed over and down tribes and native crews
yo, I’m the S to the H to the UT the fuck up or come original
come subtle and subliminal
ready for rebuttal of this nation indivisible
visibly divided like a thought from a vegetable
tyrannical attempts keep the populace susceptible 
incontestable, left to pull ourselves up from the muck
this is unacceptable
fuck what the plasma beams are telling you:
you ain’t shit ‘til you buy this image I’m selling you 

        if I was sinking vessel, lost my way at sea
	could your image become me?
	sit in luxury but all the while for centuries
	I’m not truly free


NBC and MTV and DDT are killing me
on BBC we’re infamy infinitely, definitively
and NRA, and FDA, and NBA’s still making plays
and PBR
fucking NASCAR
a shooting star is what we are
democracy
hypocrisy
the CDC
the DVD
the PGA
the games we play
CAFTA
we make the globe our stage 

GMOs and HMOs
UFOs and NGOs
sweatshop clothes
WTOs
Joe Camel with a blurred out nose
PBAs and PSAs
P.S. we see the ways that the BS plays
MAs and BAs
VPs and three ways
MPCs grown on CSAs
MP3s, WMAs
MCs and break beat DJs
RIAAs
PCP ODs
Party of Five and re-runs of OCs

        if I was sinking vessel, lost my way at sea
	could your product rescue me?
	sit in luxury but all the while for centuries
	I’m not truly free


Rescue Me

"Maintain The Cycle", a single from the 2005 M.C. Untytled Album "M.C. Untytled In Central America", a sonic travel diary. 

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LYRICS:

life sentence in factory plant
where days turn to sand

hourglass controls my hand
a cog in the grand and a clog in my gland

sky filter whispers the grey
day turns to night, the night into day

never stray far from the fray
just let go of control, and controlless I stay

	maintain the cycle, we churn this
	yearn to save what is vital from furnace
	We are the candle in darkness
	We turn this impurest intent repetition to earnest

We are the innovators
stylistic conceptual crusaders
spread life when we step ‘cross the cross fader
detonate the death star to stop Darth Vaders

I hold my ground in the sea of industry haters
always protest that what’s norm is best
and the need to feed families is stressed, but I must contest
that the need to feed our souls is greater

I take play away from you actresses
‘cause there’s no direction
like sleeping giants on comfortable mattresses
I come wielding act three of this with a magnet can’t miss

earth bleeds pain on a cellular level
consequently, this plane gets disheveled
your message boasts a fine display of metals and industrial parts
from the start, though, they should have been leveled

“what the fuck is this shit that y’all are listenin’ to nowadays on the radio, man? 
You call that shit hip hop?”

	maintain the cycle, we churn this
	yearn to save what is vital from furnace
	We are the candle in darkness
	We turn this impurest intent repetition to earnest

this life is coming back around
this planet’s coming back around
this life is coming back around
this planet’s coming back around
our planet’s coming back around

Maintain The Cycle - Untytled

From the album "We Build" by M.C. Untytled. Download the full album here:
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LYRICS:

deep complete
still wide asleep
reach clearing
nearing, I see a sign:
they’re trying to bind We in mind
make We sheep!
whole world weep
whirlwind sweep
still, tap against dwelling insisting on telling
insisting on jailing me, failing to see, failing to free
“keep out!” 
the message that they shout
self-imposed others that refuse to be brothers
and kill all the mothers
don’t know how to take care of each other, but . . . 

	the fence is very thin
	wouldn’t take more than four or five to get in
	the fence is very thin
	so let’s blast this fucker in
	make some heads spin

they make the borders be orderly
RFID chips fit at birth
but first, for what it’s worth
i came to kill the zombie mirth
afterthought of afterbirth
putting in serious work
disperse delirious murk hurts theory at work
sum of some sociopathic system
hung the masses out to dry
watch from high, Sauron’s eye
trying to make us lie down 
so raise a fist next to this one

	then you reach the final frontier
	and it all becomes clear . . . 

how you split the one into the other
makes no sense
the universe is brother
all made of atoms like Eve into the Adam
night day on the same page
infinite, ya fathom?

how we cower
all running for cover
when we could touch each other
be the lovers
world choked with smoke
only sight’s the third eye
We die out on large scale till We decentralize

Decentralize - M.C. Untytled

"Ultimate Weaponry" a single from the Untytled album 'Winter', released January 2014. BUY WINTER HERE: http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/untytled

Beat by Mike C the Maitre'd. Performed by Untytled. Mixed by Mike C. Mastered by Untytled.

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LYRICS:

still in the moat hope floats
actually I had to be a masterpiece
no one could rap before or after me
I'll atrophy all rappers onstage
can't scope my sight
I've gone all the ways to grey
I write the most thick wordplay
most trade present for someday
dumb haze of trained beagles
train my eye of eagle
need no sequel or replay, kid
mine hits today

beat's got enough heat to knock an MC over sober
with this one though, you listen close
and I might disclose a blooming rose of voluminous prose
bust flows that cause awakening
from tomb arose
now bleed with insight
might continue all night
despite world of zombies
I'm lyric soundbombing
zoom to yawning expanse
I'll take chance
do not adjust my glance to aggressive advance

awoke in cavernous tomb, the earth womb
dark side of moon
vampires feed on bleeding synthetic nation of diabetics
seething, needing prosthetics
groping greed to keep the brood alive
desperate squealing cattle drive

hardly awake, you're slapping five with the fakes
while I go to great lengths to blow your mind with the breaks
arrival liable to shake and break your baby neck
whether or not you hold a tech
rap skills don't make you shady yet!

I needle thread through the ages
cough a rap style contagious
provoke more biters than sharks out of cages
more wise than seven sages
rap in myriad of stages
'cause they haven't felt the wrath of Untytled's crazed rages
when asked to measure the scope
try to react, to think fast they say, "nope!"
I couldn't catch it
ratchet up the funk, spark skunk, don't front
'cause commercial rap plastic is junk
no need to match it

still in the moat hope floats
actually I had to be the ultimate weaponry
dismantle MCs and leave 'em swinging in the breeze
dismantle MCs and leave 'em swinging in the trees, like
light shone at night
dismantle MCs and leave 'em swinging in the breeze
dismantle MCs and leave 'em swinging in the trees
shred 'em

above and beyond all that other bullsh—
this ain't no commercial gimmick!
no matter what they say . . .

Ultimate Weaponry - Untytled

	
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Untytled is an underground rapper and producer whose hip hop music might equally well be described as hybrid or experimental. In addition to writing and performing his own raps, Untytled also composes, performs, produces and engineers almost all of his own music, and creates most of his album art himself. Untytled is a truly independent artist and a representative of the "do it yourself" creative ethic.

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