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Please Try Something

by Untytled

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Lah Dee Dah 01:52
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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Kite 02:24
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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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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Off My Lawn 04:07
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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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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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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Stampede 03:12
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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Transmute 02:33
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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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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What It Is 02:30
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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Where To Go 03:51
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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The Forest 02:33
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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NWW 23 01:58
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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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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In the first full length album since Winter (2014), Untytled returns with a full ensemble of his longtime friends and collaborators to bring you Please Try Something!
Featuring beats by Untytled, Goldlox, Maitre'd, Dan Fajans and Sacredcrates. Featuring vocals by Untytled, Dan Fajans and Reaper The Storyteller. Featuring drums by Steve Lyman, and bass/guitar by Mat Hockett.
This album has been years in the making and features some of the strongest work to date from all of Untytled's friends and longtime collaborators, which truly make this album shine.
We hope you have as much fun listening as we did creating the album. And if you like it, please consider purchasing a download here on BandCamp to support Untytled directly!

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released May 21, 2023

Beats by Untytled, Goldlox, Maitre'd, Dan Fajans and Sacredcrates (see individual tracks for specific credits).
Featuring vocals by Untytled, Reaper The Storyteller, and Dan Fajans.
Mixed by Untytled, Goldlox, Maitre'd, and Dan Fajans.
Mastered by Daryl Sarnat at Mix11 Studios, Barrie, Ontario
Front cover art by Untytled, lettering by Chris Montague

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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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