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1. |
Lah Dee Dah
01:52
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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
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2. |
Kite
02:24
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I came around the bend to find a friend within
someone who knew me
I want love, so sue me
gloomy world
rappers can’t see me
most seaworthy cause coasts don’t float
captain of the boat
sight through scope
I’m most dope
still hope floats
couldn’t infringe upon the vibe you binge upon
tribe tried to survive, so what’s the ending on?
I continue the warping and the bending on
blending all patterns until we get a brand new song
plants is strong
I’m hoping and I’m growing
I’m hoping and I’m growing until it’s snowing
I rise to meet the pattern when the wind’s strong
been long time, kite
let’s fly life right
ride all night, still ride, all right?
ride all night, we ride all night
our love is on your face
things still fall apart
I cling still to art
still claim to be smart despite evidence contrary
been gone out to prairie
my fate still up to faeries
never ordinary
sometimes the shit’s straight scary
when the rhythm of life and beat unmarry
gotta reconnect
pay respect
slowly pay down debt
not threat to each other, you remain my brother
let’s put our heads together
got mad issues to deal with
backing up off the cliff using arithmetic
you know my riffs is sick, never ordinary
living a varied life, results may vary
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3. |
Untytled Is Blowing Up
02:45
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yo best years of life I walked the edge of knife not knowing but still showing up
sure enough Untytled keeps blowing up
growing up yard hoeing plant growing feeding people
spoken content will thread the needle
feather on the wing of eagle
skip rock to break clock
pitch to wide receiver
who better to unleash the dams than the beaver?
smash with cleaver deleter
you’re less bright than a golden retriever
here, boy!
you’re still toy
after all these years
not even near to getting naughty
your whole slang shoddy
I break your neck with karate
pull a billionmaire out of Maserati
bitch slap em
this is a mutiny
you’re no longer the captain
demigods be acting cocky so we demote em
they weren’t open to the beam up
I thought the best scheme up
I dream up an old wild ocean time floating
bring a motion to floor that floors you
don’t pray to God
she abhors you
because you’re not important
the universe is porous
I’m only witness to it
so help me rock the chorus
these last years the best years
try not to stress dear
simply showing up Untytled will be blowing up
rolling tough
moving through some stuff
gonna puff some blowback
I roll the flow back
never been whack
skate the thin track
I’ve never been trapped
don’t listen to trap
got haptic feedback
I blow the fattest weed sack
remain live as fuck
Untytled’s blowing up
Untytled’s blowing up
because
the styles are so fresh
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4. |
Off My Lawn
04:07
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we reform like grownups
who know what a crop cost to the locusts
what a self costs to a self deconstructed no fucks given up kid's hunch
not much
choosing to dance with the fanciful stance that there's nothing to lose
nothing to save
only dismantle
nothing to cancel everything new
everything true to the radiant few
everything grew to be food for the swarm, even you
do you wanna taste blood justice or pride?
when you burn the house down please keep in mind who is living inside
do you wanna taste blood justice or pride?
when you burn the house down please keep in mind we are all inside
proud that he can do more than a mere cucumber can
smug vegetable reprimands what he can't understand
this was not the plan screams the carrot from the can he created
then demands to be put back in the land
while Molly's dirty hand plants a seed to expand possibilities she sees where she stands
and Desmond scatters leaves where they're needed
because seeds she seeded feed not on tweets
we can't all be Peter Pan
damn robots
stay the fuck off my lawn!
in this house we believe we are never wrong
hey, I do not identify as AI
greetings human!
yes, my fellow human, won’t you come inside?
damn robots
stay the fuck off my lawn!
in this house we believe we are never wrong
hey, I do not identify as AI
be kind, empathize
be sanctified
we reform like Voltron
shed feathers, got my molt on
so strong
MCs fold on my hand
you bought your whole persona on Instagram
and I feel sorry for that
and it reflects in your raps
I come from ancient boom bap to tell you
even the sewer can smell you
break out the cell view
overview overhead over old skin I shed
overcooked overlooked over overproduced hooks
Christ looks sad nailed up
break the fuck out of jail
what?
I lived in the last times but didn’t know it
couldn’t ask for proof or show it
don’t want the pressure cause I’ll probably blow it
the urban Farley Mowat
the city’s gnarly poet
what a creep!
yeah I be creeping around
because you’re all asleep
and there’s so many jewels still to be found low to the ground
ho to the down, it’s Amurca
besmirch the character in triplets or worse
rehearsal is over
put this mess in reverse
damn robots
stay the fuck off my lawn!
in this house we believe we are never wrong
hey, I do not identify as AI
greetings human!
yes, my fellow human, won’t you come inside?
damn robots
stay the fuck off my lawn!
in this house we believe (we know) we are never wrong
hey, I do not identify as AI
be kind, empathize
you who are sanctified
so fucking sanctified
always fucking sanctified
oh wait, I meant to say sanctimonious
we rep the human
no pixels when you zoom in
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5. |
Rebel Alliance
02:50
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rebel alliance until the day I’m dying
which might be forthcoming
until then, I keep running
top gunning on cruise missile
hear the whistle as your eardrums burst
I’m the last and first
so sick of so whack daily trap
rodent in pack
rodent run the track
my skill is the blowback
CIA tarmac moves always predictable
I hate this stupid fucking capitalist game
shit is for lames
shit is insane
shit’s so embarrassing!
can’t believe we’re carrying on thinking nothing’s better
please destroy my sweater
tossed out the old rules
kept the old jewels
new try at shallow pool was always old news
blues philosophy
Untytled always awesomely tied up loose ends
find how we stay friends
oh! but then . . .
goddamn!
oh no!
chasing tokens is killing me
might die unwillingly
I was laughing then I’m snapping
it’s how the job be
I climbed a tall tree
psilocybin
see how the planet react, see how she vibin’
when I step back in I’m full sliding
counteract conniving
beat full riding
take the wheel driving
full stack
repel counterattack
when we make contact we always push back
gain ground
guerilla bushwhack
the fascists get dispatched
victory lap herb puffing
not above stuffing the ball in your face
because your whole team is disgrace
we own the whole place
straight beat released onto streets is the freebase
no way to compete with Untytled, we got this shit laced
only way you’ll win is if Untytled is shit faced
not about to happen
Untytled is your captain
don’t try no Russian rush-in in the 21st cen
fuck a percent
age old war we wage
punch the cage, break free
never take me alive
this revolution gets kicked into overdrive
O, we grow like a clove in Untytled’s garlic grove
surrounded by clones
where sticks break bones
and dickheads get kicked to death by lawn gnomes
yeah we talk shit but we walk shit even more so
this is fin for you but not dorsal
more like a lethal gash cross your torso
more like the moment you realized you were a morsel
for a rare force of the most main forceful force
thought you could face us?
adorable
of course, no
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6. |
Don't Mind Me
03:28
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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
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7. |
Stampede
03:12
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maybe a face
in a space where the wiggle from the sand
makes a ripple in the place where the landscape ends
quakes and bends
makes shapes like friends
in the ether for the shaper or believer
the seeker or the taker or the take
the quaker or the quake
the king snake’s firm handshake
the meanness and the meaning that we make of what’s between us
the customary rebus in the singing of the genus
you tell me who to strangle and we’ll wrangle over grammar
while the thunder of the horses coming closer dulls the hunger
you try to swing the hammer that you’re under and you wonder
why the more you put behind it, the worse you seem to find it
and as the herd emerges every bit as turgid as the verses that you heard and tried to turn
to simple words
you tell me that they’re coming and I wonder why you’re running
I turn to the stampede and see three little birds
every little, every little
every little thing is gonna be alright
hey
wake up
get out of bed kid!
yesterday doesn’t excuse what you said you did!
like Rip Van Wink fades to pink
a hundred years later
it’s a future day
commit to ink say I with graphite
so liquid newborn MCs can’t stick with
nor follow my track light
I guide you through the dance moves at midnight
new vocalists come preselected
ejected from formats I’ve disconnected
doormat
wipe feet
dejected
on every level I will connect it
your crew came through
I couldn’t feel any of you
too focused on selfie gen Z millennial
lost my desire to strangle
your whole crew’s oval
you got no distinguishing angle
I bang with some plain riffs
ride on some king shit
blueprints for future I came with
loop slide most steep insane wit
world dried up
we migrate out the tar pit
and cut up the carpet
I ride the Noah’s ark kit out the meat market
not trying to be a mark, kid
not trying to catch a spark where the park is
let’s talk it through
I’m talking to you
I’m talking to tall
sometimes it feels like I’m talking to wall
still not gonna fall
I’m grabbing the ball
I’m done being small
I encompass the all
pen scratch to scrawl
I write the most manifestos grind y'all to pesto and hot pimentos
Untytled went mental
only identified by dental records
check your verbs at the door
I drag you to the floor
how did he do it?
Untytled hardcore
got the radical movement
every little, every little
every little thing is gonna be alright
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8. |
Transmute
02:33
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finally on vinyl
heads’ll catch a mindful
blindfold
let’s take a little drive to the place where two snakes form a figure 8
unknown what’s behind or within the sacred crates
elevate or descend
no preview of the end
spoiler alert
boiler will burst on Jack Torrance
because the shining was faded
doing backflips off the platform of the myth they created
industrial hatred
escape hatch
out the window like Dorothy Gale
I open sail up in the gale force winds
my boat was built to bend so I float the megastorm
burn the hull of the Titanic cause I’m trying to keep warm
watch the hurricane form
at the eye was the stillness where new planets were born
never go with the norm because the status quo is death
struggling for our last breath
but we transmute to fruit
what once was rotten again will produce
take the plastic and reverse to base metal
reverse the bass treble
transmute to fruit
what once was rotten again will take bloom
take the plastic and reverse to base metal
reverse the bass treble
wake up, wake up lazy fucks
take off your makeup
nobody buying what you made up
it’s a copy of a copy of a movie you saw once
faded from the duplicate
fucking sounding stupid, kid
rub eyes, squint, see through the veil
old alchemical math will melt the bars of the jail
regale you with proof
brilliance from the booth
ride ahead of the pack before the wolves can cut tooth
foreshadow the truth
what once forgotten again is dropping nukes
plastic we reverse to base metal
reverse the bass treble
transmute to fruit
what once was rotten again will take bloom
take the plastic and reverse to base metal
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9. |
I'm You, How Dare You?
02:30
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sometimes all things roll back
blast from past make you think it’s gonna last
never does, all buzz wear off
old ship rust out, turn so soft
after storm when the clouds blow away
couldn’t remember important thing that I had to say
try to stay young
keep things fun
unrealistic
can’t fight physics
sometimes time travel reverse
pulled into past en masse (still hurts)
free choice present you with the perks
long form catalog
complete works
always connected
dogs can’t detect it
you’re left with dead scraps of the mythic
can you dig it?
can I kick it?
to be specific must know the digits
lines stampede, bleed onto verse
transport food to need, break the curse
come to, find moves, crawl out the hearse
I’m you, how dare you?
all the bad things you’ve done to me
‘cause I’m the underling
cower low as old Zeus keep a’thundering
please, don’t mind me, by all means
continue blundering
continue plundering
I continue wondering where I stand in full view of wasteland
where I stand in full view of wasteland
because I’m you
I’m you
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10. |
What It Is
02:30
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who thought hip hop was on hiatus?
my status is more live than ever
thought you were being clever?
I flash a red light on MCs who tryna weave
I pull the trap door on MCs who tryna leave
down to basement
full on defacement
truth is any excuse could be your replacement
as long as corporate hop on pop rise to top any devil’s deal will tie the knot
are you the next bitch pokemon to stroke the dong?
vapid CG world you rest your dream upon
resume form of snake cause whole shit’s fake
the 21 st century is a stalemate
holy chapels to more gross capital slapping you
I got the whole game rattled
afterview: you didn’t need to sound like them after all
do your sad impression until the curtain call
appeasing the man it’s ok to sound sloppy
as long as you’ve got the highest res photocopy
sound like you’re on xanax
your flow’s a damn wreck
straight phoning it in from the hammock
wake up! wake up! before you break up!
clean cut from the past
chance to wipe off the makeup
what’s a new world look like?
in full bloom in the kitchen, what it cook like?
yo, I’m hanging with the kids
I’m coming with charis
I’ll show you what it is
still work my fucking biz
I’m getting off the grid
I’ll show you what it is
what is it? what is it?
a chance to get in it
so won’t you come visit?
what it is
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11. |
Where To Go
03:51
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there’s a sickness in the springtime
bright green new horror
sharp blade of grass cuts you as you pass
new world’s robots versus polymath
teach an infinite lesson but it moves too fast
complexity will rip you to shreds
woven coat of armor been reduced to the threads
used to the bed so the legs wither and shed
unopposed overgrowth consumes overhead
out the tomb in your head loom of luminous bands
exhuming the body
reconnecting the strands
disconnect from the brand
all except for the man
the man in the house living paycheck to hand
with insatiable mouth
a drive down south
can’t expect to know all the ways to get turned out
trying not to burn out but still earn clout
fade out over ocean
carried cross with the sands
trying to understand what the fuck to do with my hands
hold place placeholder
I told ya, don’t respond to commands
flex like rubber bands
when the ocean rise up, we can’t survive on islands
we’re all swimming
tryna see while the lamp dimming
sipping Rimini while the world’s trying to bury me
rhythmically I see what the eye can’t see
all you be is corporation eye candy
no can do
I could only hope to cancel you
institute stale as fuck
with me can’t push your luck
revoke your license
I sent a letter to the President
can’t evict me! Untytled, permanent resident
expertise is more deep so catch my debrief
I’ll be brief, you’re weak
lost art to be unique
Untytled the last unicorn
rapping on the day you’re born
I will keep the path worn
I will keep the pot warm
we still know where to go
and we still know where to go
we still know where to go
and we still know which way to go
came back to lab twenty odd years later
dust coats the machines but I wipe them with liquid distilled from new dreams and old tears
and it clears out
can finally see out
operate from the mouth of the sieve
float a boat to your town
get my package deliv
fuck a Amazon
trees have been cleared for the riv
rich fuck got a Gates
can’t clear me to live
stay ill though
in fact I trill on the millstone
can’t test me
spark tree with some endo
endtro break free
Marin on them chill flow
still grow ends when my men need some skrill though
been away but I still got the skill
know every single entrance
line you up like Tetris
might be to your detriment
my flow represent something so immaculate it feels excellent
we still know where to go
and we still know where to go
we still know where to go
and we still know which way to go
my people
living in the streets
my people
no money to eat
but none of it even matters if farmers don’t have water
so I greet the morning sun
my heart beats just like a drum
to people marching to change, the revolution’s begun
I’m so tired of you slick talking dirty ass politicians
I need at least three jobs to pay for your attention
I’d rather get in good trouble to make you stop and listen
cause too many people stuck in the street without a pot to piss in
got ‘em wishing the movement would just go away
but truth has strong roots so no whitewash away
I gotta say, I’ve never been one to back down
top of the rope smack down
when injustice pokes its head round here
our numbers are what they fear
unity equals to power
time for change is here
we Vote our power in
push ‘em until we win
what if they never change?
we’ll do it all again
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12. |
The Forest
02:33
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in the first root
there was no fruit
things were simple
life began to form a dimple
on the cheek of God
on the smile of frog
the forest was ample
the forest was too much
we had to escape
we had to combust
we had to create a spaceship
so we could live with the situation
we accept or resist
find myself on the surface, though
an earthly flow
because the cost of the ticket made no sense
the system operates on nonsense as its featured content
want none of it
try so hard to get in front of it
but I’m the son of it
tricky to blackout, gone into black cloud
now the forest my house
am I the florist or the mouse caught in the bin?
I end to begin
I exist within
I exist without
eventually stopped speaking
the forest my mouth
forage my way south in search of last water
did I find it?
still blinded
couldn’t understand the timing
forest secrets sing inside a faerie ring
timeless is full
align the skull
pivot to vastness
useless to resist
in good conscience we could no longer perpetuate myth
can’t raise a fist and not be cataclyst
can’t raise a fist and not be cataclyst
stand down
listen to the forest
when the last roots were pulled out the forest shout
created great falling out
fire and landslides
drowning of great pride
a mother’s son lost his mind
disaster to follow
her heart filled with sorrow
mess left for tomorrow
nothing left to borrow
just the knowledge of what could have been
as our blue marble spins
some dreamt of refuge on Mars
tried to blast off
travel too far
so many selfish
living too large
only for the moment
like shooting stars
if the forest dies out, that’s the end though
game over
no more intros
please show the kids how the forest can live
so we can regrow the temple
timeless is full
align the skull
pivot to vastness
useless to resist
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13. |
NWW 23
01:58
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new world water twenty years on
and I fear what’s left of the dam’s gone
you’re damn wrong thinking this would pass
think it wouldn’t last?
think we wouldn’t cash the tap?
well, well’s dry
invited to the hell fry
breathe smoke all day and choke
but it’s not a verse or joke
hard to stay stoked
skeptical of hope, at least hope without action
to the consumption contraptions: I’ve got a new product
an aging aqueduct has got us stuck
why can’t we repair it?
correct the apparent?
correct the impairment?
begin the repair job
begin to expose fraud
fuck heir apparent
controlled by a parent
align with the errant
I got the new variant
form of speech carrying skill set to new gen
I kill with pen
raise within hearts of men compassion
my new fashion lashing out, straight smashing
close the caption
here’s the quote: if your boat is a yacht we’ll blow up your whole spot
through devastation
stay grounded to pavement
passion to action
intention is to gain traction
understand interactions
continue smashing the system
meet with resistance
persistence is common bond
love: the only reason to hold on
love is like water
we all need it
we all bleed it
at times we try not to see how it superceded
push to immediate
counteract greediest
only thing feeding us nutritional food
love is the water and the stream that push through
love is the dream and the bridge between me and you
water the plants and complete sacred dance
splash water on face so we can come to
and awake to the new morning that’s forming
let the drought be a warning
a new morning is forming but the drought is our warning
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14. |
Foreign Correspondent
02:20
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I saw it
saw it from far away
another summer day on its way and now here
now gone
the memory will last as long or longer
each day my recollection gets stronger
lyrical bomber punctuate mental landscape
stretch drape of night behind spatial light
my verse special
my riffs most metal
most easy listening
ideological fisting is confusing cattle
rap styles more gentrified than urban Seattle or Salt Lake
light candles on the birthday cake
you finally turned 21, young gun!
what’s next?
try to grip the context
early onset depression, there’s your weapon
MCs in the marsh feel it when I’m stepping on the peat
bomb the streets
yo, live in Ukraine down drain on spiral
my insane rap styles attained the viral
mile for mile guerilla warfare is holding ground, holding it down
combust the sound upon a nuclear infraction
my inquisition into your interaction found proof of multiple felonies that contradict the truth
your skit is a spoof
so we eject you from recording booth
boof
might be the last summer
don’t mean to be a bummer but life’s short!
crushing MCs my sport
more useful at the table than a spork
from the BBQ I file this report
foreign correspondent responding to endemic despondence
keep the camera trained on it
sick of the bombing
suffering’s common strain
wreck an MCs brain, straight sprain
take break to regroup
bust out the chicken coop
never duped by a stupid failed coup
rhyme sentry of the rhyme of the century
they sent me to inscribe an entry
constant loop
in a constant loop
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Kite (Instrumental)
02:24
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Stampede (Instrumental)
03:12
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Transmute (Instrumental)
02:34
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NWW 23 (Instrumental)
01:59
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Untytled Salt Lake City, Utah
Untytled is an underground rapper and producer whose hip hop music equally well fits into half a dozen other genres. In addition to writing and performing his own raps, Untytled also composes, performs, produces and engineers his own music, and even does his own album art! Untytled is a truly independent artist and has been repping the "do it yourself" creative ethic since the turn of the century. ... more
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