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bicycle
02:31
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Stay going round like the wheels on my bike
I can't stay silent, when I'm on this side of the mic
Error code 404, shit that's a page turner
I don't give out my number, don't give out my burner
I can't vote, but if I could, I don't got faith anyways
I'm thinking about just giving up on the day to day
Your lawyer got a big fat check, for locking him away
But who's really in the wrong, I think it's safe to say
And you crip walking but you waddle not to crease your J's
I ride my bike 'cause gas costs more than I get paid
It's h@mpton. and Felix Culpa the a.k.a.
Ain't no more locking it away
Systematic shit more apparent, I ain't been having it
Since I started writing a bit, rapping a bit (but not an activist)
All my friends drunk and shit, but I been abstinent
Trying to decide if I'm a feminist or an advocate
January sixth went shit, same day that Addie left
And I been too caught up in love to see the battlefront
A little love that's all we got in America
All we gots is our moms and our auntie Sarah's
I ain't enjoying shit, it's noisy, pandemonium
Drowning it out with sound, it's not harmonious
Consumerist and capitalist, the world is your emporium
Organize the Oreos right next to the opium
You can open some, low fat and sodium
How we get all this shit, from goddamn protons
Superficial, wishing that this life will never change
You super selfish if you shitting on our rainy day
That's funny, I'm more comfy in the rain
I think I got used to it on the day to day
Cyclical nature, do you feel the energy
Do you feel the energy
Cyclical nature, cause you fuel my energy
Do you feel my energy
Cyclical nature, do you feel the energy
Do you feel the energy
Cyclical nature, cause you fuel my energy
Do you feel my energy
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2. |
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Ay, ay
Is you really on the block with a cart?
Do you really got a car with no parts?
I been friends with too many who part
Please baby, don’t hurt my heart
Is you really bobbin’ heads at the show?
I could help, let me hit a quick four
Wait a minute let me take my meds first
Sold out, and I’m jumping head first
This my job, I put all the effort
Double time, I need money so I work
Don’t acknowledge where I got my sweatshirt
Men and women and the children that we curse
Fuck, American dream
Fuck, American dream
Can you be my soul tie and my gold mine?
I get stuck on pretty women with the rose eyes
You a rockstar, and we so high
What’s the genre, I don’t know lo-fi?
Feeling lost in the snow white and I’m ho hi on the four, five out of ten bullshit
Got a merch line and a CD up in my mind, but nobody wanna booklet
Got a setlist, got it planned out, got a timeline and nobody wanna book it
All this music out and I’m tryna push it, h@mpton.
I could really do this
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3. |
Felix
01:52
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Ay, young white and crazy but don’t call me no Slim Shady
Product of the midwest cause my great-great had fourteen babies
I carry bros like Brady, but they hating just to hate me
'Cause I’m 16 with a Grammy, no not real it’s honorary
Fucking war baby, sipping on pink lady’s
Hit the bar with no money in my banking
But I’m making out like crazy cause your momma's momma's baby
All up on me like I’m Presley, like I’m Prince or like I’m Jordan
Running it up with shorties, who speak to me like a sermon
Bitch you kinda mormon, why you dressed like a mormon
Ah that’s no hate, but my baby girl’s a Barbie
No blondes though, I’m on more Ana de Armas
Armand Hammer through the speaker on the Volva
He said arm ya, I don’t carry no revolver
But I rock your shit like Carter, put up signs that say “no violence”
Ha, couldn’t be me in the whip on a drive by, 'cause I’m more drive-in
Catch a movie, catch a body, just know what you getting into
I made Metal for fun, I made FASTLANE for aches
Blackjack ain’t getting love, neither’s 2008
I hate the tug and war, I hate the bitches who fake
You eating and eating, always want more than I make
I hate doing TikTok’s, it’s all work and no response
I don’t wanna be famous, I just wanna help my moms
Fuck! Ahaha!
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4. |
midwest
02:35
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I order Uber eats ‘cause my Uber gotta eat
I’m too busy for the public, I’m too busy for the streets
My girl a fucking freak, every morning wash the sheets
I’m up late making beats and kurashige sent the heat!
This is ‘AUTOBIO 16’ but kinda mean and way more streamed
I don’t have time for no TV, my timeline writing and repeat
Who rhyme more whitely than his teeth?
That’s h@mpton. baby, shine and gleam
I kinda like the A and B, no worries love, you fine to me
Kind of fucked up, it’s essential, I stress out more than I’m meant to
h@mpton. mental, he made Metal, daddy yelled at him, not civil
Guess I been too much the devil, not enough gone to cathedral
Catch me in the hospital
Wanna die but pill bottle ills keep me alive little by little
Flip the script no don’t you, did you fuck with the fucked up oh did you
Please just leave me alone, I beg you!
I’m coming off the EP and I ain’t been harder since
Still got a fucking job ‘cause music don’t make any cents
All my friends smoking on packs of cigarettes
We lost El to the fucking midwest
Midwest, no rest, fucking on your bitch best
Set list, 10%, you don’t know yet but you will
Big chest, puffin lead, e-cigarettes and all that shit
And all my friends gonna die young, fuck no 27 club
We lost El too fucking young
No gangs and shit, just fucking drugs
Body right outside my house
On the trail to the playground
Same place me my gang hangout
We call it gang, but don’t know shit
Only bout the kids, who don’t grow up to be shit
'Cause this school’s a fucking mess
And lil brodie got laced
And when you doing anything, can bet your pictures getting leaked
I just want some fucking space, in the basement with the bass-bass-bass-bass
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5. |
trending fashion
02:27
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Balaclava trend feeling great, cause I hate my face anyways
Now I hit the bank looking shiesty, got the razor blade, no violence
Poking out my pockets to the safe, trying to break away, fuck the game up on a day to day
Yeah, swerving in and out of fashion trends
They said camo ugly, guess who's rocking it again
Got the baggy jeans, still don't care about trends
We don't shake hands, me, my friends just swapping all our stems
Lay a verse and bump it quick, on to J and then the rest
Making money on the fence, then we split the dividends
I ain't put in ten thousand hours but I was born for this shit
So it's more like sixteen years cause I been storing it since
I got mortgage and rent, soon college debt
And I'm putting in work like that's all that there is
I ain't making more than a cent, no ten percent
I'm finally performing, they ignoring the set
Put more on my set, me and Joe working the hits
Trying to make it out this place before it cements
You been a bitch, no surprise you still a bitch
Do people even change? I ain't seen it yet
Pockets getting full, got to go a size up
Hopping on a trend right before it dries up
I might be on point, but I'm no rider
Cause when you ride trends, boy your train ride's up
At the sight of a new thing, bigger and better
You can't get over shit when you on one side of the matter
And you owned your side like no matter the matter
So now when it matters, the labels ain't chitting and chatting
You got a couple of fans but they ain't listen or rapping it
They just like that one thing that you did on accident
Balaclava trend feeling great, cause I hate my face anyways
Now I hit the bank looking shiesty, got the razor blade, no violence
Poking out my pockets to the safe, trying to break away, fuck the game up on a day to day
Yeah, swerving in and out of fashion trends
They said camo ugly, guess who's rocking it again
Got the baggy jeans, still don't care bout trends
We don't shake hands, me, my friends just swapping all our stems
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6. |
timBurton!
02:46
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Eyes like Tim Burton character, you so cute be my nightmare
You so bad, I'm down for it, I like the way you do your hair
I'm in love with everything about this bitch, I bite her skin
Your daddy don't like me, who the fuck said to abide by him
You could call me feminist, but I'm more egalitarian
Ain't never read Exodus, so how can I not believe in it
I'm a fucking hedonist, do it for my benefit
Me and her were Pam and Jim
She so fucking elegant
I miss her in that green dress
She made me a better man
Fuck her and that other man, fuck her and that other man
I'm a you supremacist
You can call me protective
Call me an affectionate
I love you and you my bitch
All this shit i'm balancing
I'm a existentialist
Abrasive as the instruments, abrasive as fuck
Eyes like Tim Burton character, you so cute be my nightmare
You so bad, I'm down for it, I like the way you do your hair
I'm in love with everything about this bitch, I bite her skin
Your daddy don't like me, who the fuck said to abide by him
Eyes like Tim Burton character, you so cute be my nightmare
You so bad, I'm down for it, I like the way you do your hair
I'm in love with everything about this bitch, I bite her skin
Your daddy don't like me, who the fuck said to abide by him
Pretty face, big eyes
Crazy bitch, don't lie
Fuck me up and fuck me right
Come here baby, I don't bite
Did I see you, in a movie
You can be my star tonight
Come on babe, let's make a movie
We can do it, how you like
You in every song I write
You in every kick and snare
You don't hold back on my mind
I can see you everywhere
Hold the fuck I'm going crazy
Love me like I'm all there
Let's go to the world's fair and do shit with like no care
Eyes like Tim Burton character, you so cute be my nightmare
You so bad, I'm down for it, I like the way you do your hair
I'm in love with everything about this bitch, I bite her skin
Your daddy don't like me, who the fuck said to abide by him
Eyes like Tim Burton character, you so cute be my nightmare
You so bad, I'm down for it, I like the way you do your hair
I'm in love with everything about this bitch, I bite her skin
Your daddy don't like me, who the fuck said to abide by him
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Yeah
Me and my friends hitting licks in the past tense
Now look at me with this bad bitch
Got a bad back, now I got a bad wrist
'Cause I put way too much ice on it
You a BBL, I thank God and his kids
For making such a bad bitch
Riding round in foreign whips
Hell yeah, nah I wish
If you don't know I like to flow like the white bitch
In my room with your girl, I make it high pitch
Get on a track, lay your verse, and it might hurt
'Cause I do this shit so simple like it's light work
And this beat kinda jiggin, it get hard to spit
Lil bitch got a man, it get hard to hit
She sucked me so good, I turned into a feminist
Got me levitating like the exorcist
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8. |
food4thought
02:05
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9. |
27 club.
02:07
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Nihilistic views, despite growing up in pews
This like high school when you stick to what you knew
Smoke a pack to make it through, we was multiplying twos
Never in the classroom, but when smoking backwoods
On my white lighter shit, and I weld it to my arm
So I’m always in possession of a fucking death charm
Epidermis stuck to metal, ain’t sentimental
'Cause my epidermis stained with blood, pop vessel
I ran through my options, now ain’t no one give me answers
Bitches kinda toxic, what the fuck’s a Cancer mean
I been having dancer dreams
That girl that I paid to be
What you want? pink panties, I can’t help but spend money
What you want? lingerie, my girl look like Coi Leray
What you want? tits and ass, it all go down to smash or pass
What you want? home phone, take you home
Let’s talk and go through cons and pros of living life like on the go
But overall it makes a whole, like you and me, no in between
If you bout the money just say shit, I don’t got money for a facelift
I don’t got time for no basic bitch
Oh, fuck, 27 club, I lost all my friends and we ain't even did shit
Oh, fuck, 27 club, I lost all my friends and we ain't get to grow up
(I lost all my friends and we ain't even grown up)
Oh, fuck, 27 club, I lost all my friends and we ain't even did shit
Oh, fuck, 27 club, I lost all my friends and we ain't get to grow up
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10. |
Culpa
03:10
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For God so loved the world that he sent his son to die
But if my girl wants an abortion then she’s violating rights
What’s up big man in the sky
They call me Felix Culpa and I bet you know why
Your daddy’s got a nice gun collection
But I’m never coming over 'cause I don’t feel protected
What the fuck, why I gotta wear protection?
When this man’s got seven AK's in his basement
Tactical vest, for my heart not my chest
'Cause when you young that’s all you really got to protect
Lil bro play tech deck, he got hit with the tech next, who’s on your wishlist
Can you cop this feeling like I copped these Jordan’s
Will the cops keep killing on the cam recorders
How high’s the ceiling, in the colosseum
That’s the atmosphere and the stars above us
Government orders, if I kill you, it was for the POTUS
Look at all the stars are they moving towards us?
And who’s even on the fucking quarters
No I’m not a Christian, I’m not even religious
But I wish I had a God to pray to when it’s shit like this
The U.S., but they don’t do shit
I’m tryna wrap my head and they said look at this stupid kid
You really thought you could change the way the world is in a day
Come on join the aristocracy, it’s better that way
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11. |
for everyone we lost...
00:37
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12. |
everything freestyle
04:37
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Can’t get nobody tatted no more
All the legends coming up short
Everybody fucking lie
And legend effect never die
I still been on my come up
Felix Culpa, what it be
I still been on my come up
Felix Culpa, what it be
Felix Culpa, you a fiend
Fuck up commas front and center
Shawty at the party, why’d you let her?
Me, I never let that slide
Two people two different side
Two people two different side
Two people two different side
Two people two different side
Need a girl who meet my quota
By my side like when I blow up
Peace the only sign I throw up
Immature, but trying to grow up
Everybody words got nuance
They say yes but then they do not
I get fucking high just to drop
Like AA meeting to a luau
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop, don't stop
She said, yeah, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop
Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, ay
I am not too often direct
I hide my feelings in a track
You could play the whole album back
I don't always mean what I rap
I don't always mean what I say
'Cause intention make things different
Yeah, intention make it different
It's Felix Culpa for a reason
No it's not because I'm Christian
I am not even religious
But I like to think about it
'Cause where you gonna go when you die?
Where you gonna go when you die?
Where am I gonna go when I die?
Do you people think about life?
Will I see you in the afterlife?
She said, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop
Don't stop, don’t stop, ay
Don’t stop, don’t stop, don't stop, don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, ay
And I said
"Sorry I'm just thinking a lot now
Do you think we could do this tomorrow?
I know I hit you up on your cell phone
I know I brought you out to this show
I know that we're already this far
Do you think we could do this tomorrow?"
Fucking five minutes of rambling
Hey, at least this shit sound ambient
I'mma pop a couple of Ambien
Make my mind feel all ambient
Fuck, I'm thinking about her again
Fuck, I'm thinking about her again
Fuck, she was my everything
Fuck, she was my everything
Fuck, I'm thinking about her again
I feel selfish, thinking about her again
'Cause I got it good in America
I don't wanna think about America
I don't wanna think about her again
And I don't wanna think about America
I don't wanna think about her again
I don't wanna think about anything
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I got a list
Top five bitches I'll get with when you're gone
And that ain't saying nothing, I just wan to be ready
'Cause I feel like our relationship's ending, it's kind of fast, dawg
Run me some cash, dawg
Before 2020, sneaking over to your pad, dawg
Please don't tell your mom though
'Cause I don't want my mom to know
Can I call you Looney Tunes, you put on a fucking show
You should call me your bitch, 'cause you got all the control
I don't really like this, relationships, how it go
I want to fuck a side bitch, and won't even hide it
Me and her would like it, everyone should fucking know
No I'm not going to do that, shit it's in my bloodline
That one day in '09, my pops and his both died
'Cause you fuck the wrong bitch, and fuck up your whole son's life
That's hard shit to admit, I don't want to be the same
As the fucking dimwits, who got my same fucking name
Cycle of violence, cycle of addiction
Cycle of love, infidelity, and friction
I still got the Sony speaker you gave me
Playing hits I wrote about you
So don't ask me how I feel about you
You know how I feel about you
Everything I said, it's all true, even if you don't wanna believe it
Everything I said, I really mean it
Even if you really want to just up and ignore it
You should know that causes more problems in orbit
They stay round, and they won't leave
I'm sorry but that's gravity, I can't change it
And I can't change you, maybe you can't either
It's the Sun and the stars, but the Sun wants to leave 'em
And the Sun's got ideas, but nobody believes him
They just said
"Wait right here until we need you
You don't understand, it's grown up shit
And you'll be really sad when you grow up quick"
I know, you told me that
A million different times
"Don't be sad
Don't be sad when your dad's a dick
Don't be sad, your grandpa's a dick
You got this gift called family
And you're a dick if you don't visit
Even if you really want to just up and ignore it
Think about all of the kids who are growing up around you
Don't you think you should stay and help them explore it?"
I really wish when I was a kid, somebody would've helped me explore it
I want someone to explore with
Want someone to explore with
Do you want to be my friend?
I need someone to explore with
It feel so lonely in my heart when my mom's not around
I only realize that I need her when she out of town
In a new place and I'm finding out
Life ain't shit, can you pour one out
Every new day people let me down
I've lost so many friends, and I'm slowing down
You drove me through the city in that hospital gown
I been so alone, I kind of miss you now
I really miss my friends, feel like the poster child for missing out and mental health
And divorced parents in divorced crowds
And suburban living in townhouses
I really miss my dad and I miss my mom
'Cause they're both so close but they feel so far
I really miss my dad and I miss my mom
'Cause they're both so close but they feel so far
I really miss my dad and I miss my mom
'Cause they're both so close but they feel so far
I really miss my dad and I miss my mom
'Cause they're both so close but they feel so far
I really miss my dad and I miss my mom
'Cause they're both so close but they feel so far
I really miss my dad and I miss my mom
'Cause they're both so close but they feel so far
Feel so far, feel so far, both so close but they feel so far
Feel so far, feel so far, feel so far, feel so far
Feel so far, feel so far, both so close but they feel so far
Feel so far, feel so far, feel so far, feel so far
Feel so far, feel so far, both so close but they feel so far
Feel so far, feel so far, feel so far, feel so far
Feel so far, feel so far, both so close but they feel so far
Feel so far, feel so far, feel so far, feel so far
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