the fact is, if you want to revolutionize the way your product is moved, you've gotta rebuild your entire infrastructure from the ground up. you've gotta rebuild your brand, you've gotta change what your product means to people. sure, you call it "good good," but have you ever thought about calling it... "great great"? i've been trying to innovate and change the game every single day. don't believe me? here are just a few examples:

(chorus) feeling pretty faded on that PayPal Hydro whoa-oh feeling pretty faded on that PayPal Hydro woah-oh-oh-oh hi, i'm feeling fly, yes, i'm feeling fresh dropping digital dollars for that physical cess helping me blow off steam, something like it when i'm stressed like a motherfucking rider, man, Messiah in the flesh you ain't know me, lil homey - get the fuck out the way! coming up with funky-ass shit most every single day me and my mans Tyler on the motherfucking beat you ain't never heard of Hydro, lemme show you what i mean yo, it's like four in the morning, riding through the city tryna buy a 40 but i only got a 50 i'mma take my raps back to the real nitty-gritty and i ain't play the bassline with no motherfucking MIDI, it's real come on! ¡vámonos! dropping knowledge like dominos i can make the track go wherever i wanna go and you know where i'm headed, man, straight to the top got my mind on the grind, and i'mma shine 'til i drop, yo (chorus) cooking up the beats in the kitchen on the daily chopping up the vinyl, cutting drums, going crazy pack another bowl up before i hit the mic say whatever shit i want until it's just right and then we do the mix, adjusting the fader meters hitting that sativa while we figure out a feature but i ain't need a feature, nah, not on this track this shit is so funky, i could motherfucking snap! (BUH BUH) but that's not what it needs, i gotta just take it easy build it up by degrees, so everybody believes me when i say i can rap, but i ain't really care anymore i ain't really gotta try to lay your jaw on the floor so i ain't gonna do it right away, holing up 'til light of day couple days later, it'll hit you like a tidal wave voice in ya head gotcha singing along and every part of the song your favorite part of the song got ya (chorus - repeat to fade w/ guitar solo)

(chorus) skee-ba-dee-bop-bop, bop-a-doo-bah motherfucker, you think that you fly? bop-a-loo-bop, i'm scattin' all day it's Freeman on the mic, now let me tell you what i say: shhhh! just listen i'm casually dropping freestyles iller than your prewrittens whenever i be spitting, the shit is highly quotable now what the fuck rhymes with quotable? whatever! wherever i'm at, that's the place to be you are now in the midst of a real MC Freeman, to be exact, blowing semen every track unleashing the evil demons when i'm speaking these raps i be smoking on the chronic for some inspiration 'cause when i'm on the mic, i like to punch your face in my style is impeccable, it's fire meanwhile, your style leaves much to be desired (yuck!) i been drinking, i been smoking every day of the week so i'm thinking i'll be going so insane on the beats rap a circle 'round the patzers that i meet in the streets and don't you even ask me how i be in the sheets, sex (chorus) yo, ayo, i got no equal verse 1 rocked, so it's needing a sequel one day, i'mma be rapping in front of far more people meanwhile, your rhymes suck like the Star Wars prequels phantom menace, i can get it anytime that i want getting crazy with my lady from the back and the front head to open mic night, see me rapping my poems you on the microphone, i swear that it's attack of the clones homey, i been doing this a couple years you guilty of biting styles by a jury of your peers why don't you go sit down at the bar and have a couple beers and maybe take some shots? - take this advice from pops: i'm hot, you not, that's just the way it is, sorry! now hit the skids, kid, or i'll eat you like calamari it's Peter Vilardi, McFly like Marty with the flow i been scattin' on the mic, but y'all already know skee-ba-dee-bop-bop, bop-a-doo-bah motherfucker, you think that you fly? bop-a-loo-bop, i'm scattin' all day it's AJI on the mic, now let him tell you what he say: (AJI) baruch atah adonai! pass me the basketball, gon' dunk up in the sky skee-ba-dee-bop-bop, bop-bop, yup hey! finna cross you up double A-R-O-N J-A-C-O-B Intrater yeah, that's me, i'm the perpatrator the number-one suspect, 71 inches high the greatest baller in the world, yeah, it's AJI! skee-ba-dee-bop-bop, bop-bop, no lie composing beats in the lab, Bill Nye the Science Guy and we so fly shouts out to the 419, 740, ride 'til we die skee-ba-dee-bop-bop, bop-a-doo-bah motherfucker, you think that you fly? bop-a-loo-bop, i'm scattin' all day AJI and MC Freeman on the mic like ayyyyy

(chorus) throw your hands to the sky widdit pour the lean to the side widdit motherfucker, who you vibing with? motherfucker, who you riding with? uh, uh one time for your mind widdit, yo hit the blunt from inside the whip, yeah motherfucker, who you vibing with? motherfucker, who you riding with? uh kick in the door on these lames finally i made it into the game but i guess i should've stayed in my lane ain't shit the same... shit done changed i swear to God i'll never let the money change me but just who the fuck is the money gonna make me? and i ain't tryna catch a baby with my baby at least not yet, yo how many chances should i take? how many rappers could i break? should i die before i wake what else should i say on this mixtape? why should people hear what i gotta say? why not sit around and get high all day? why not stay up 'til the light of day? why do i piss my life away? (chorus) when the shit goes down (who's there?) every time i turn around (who's there?) and when i see the next life (who's there) but really, though, right? who's there? my god, my god, why have you abandoned me? saw it all on closed-circuit camera, g you saw what my father did to my family and you ain't stopped shit from happening ain't talked to you since i got to college writing rhymes instead of copping knowledge spent last night at the bottom of a bottle i ain't exactly been a good role model to Luka, Maria, and Thomas ain't doing great, i just gotta be honest so i'm gonna go for a ride blowing my smoke out the passenger's side ...Tre Wright! (Tre Wright) i don't even really smoke weed but i just hit the blunt first time in a week now i'm down on my knees, head in my hands praying up to God, thinking He might understand like i know You got a plan, but i'm really stressed out do have faith, but i got a lotta doubts wanna be great, God, please help out banging all these women, is it really what i'm 'bout? is it really what i'm--? nah, remember back in the tenth grade getting teased, saying "he ain't never get laid" went off to college and gave into the pressure now i'm wishing that it's something i woulda saved so i pray to God... but, too late got a number in my phone that i just hit up now i'm back to my ways, damn (chorus) you riding with me!

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(chorus) and it goes... (x7), yeah and it goes... (x7), yeah hey, what's going on? been gone for a minute had to take my time, but now it's back to business for all my sins, i pray the Lord forgiveness as God is my witness, i am the illest motherfucker in the game right now only i ain't got a lotta fame right now only two dollars to my name right now but you see me all up on the mic like wow now, i don't like to brag and i don't like to boast but i'm the flyest motherfucker on the Midwest Coast and when i ain't rapping, i tell a lot of jokes but the punchline is, i just do it to cope so goddamn broke, can't afford medication and fuck no, i ain't trying meditation oh, i don't know anymore... i don't know anymore (chorus) here we go, fortified, 33 and 45 MC Freeman all up on the microphone recording live spending every single night sleeping on a mattress sampling math rock, then dropping it for the masses insurance is Catholic, practically nonexistent visions of my father, only increasing distance my siblings need solace, i need my wallet to be full of polly so i can survive this call my girl up on the phone, tell her that i'm coming home reconnect with family and maybe get some time alone and nap a lil while, while i'm at it try to feel refreshed before i get back to Athens graduation's coming, what in the fuck happened? sitting 'round blinking, shit, time's passing but it ain't over, not 'til it's over it's just that i been getting older... (chorus x2)

yeah all right Tyler Stark on the motherfucking beat ahh! (chorus) every damn day, a motherfucker riding throw ya hands high, if you feel the vibing cop the PayPal, pass around the lighter sipping my Corona, i'm a motherfucking rider ayo walk up in the spot like a rhythm up in the pocket steady popping them optics straight up outta they sockets talk the talk and walk it up, got me rolling like burritos out the taco truck (what?) never mind there ain't no motherfucker fresher than i postgrad bullshit got the pressure on ice so now we live and direct from Moore-Russell back for more hustle, keep it wavy like we Lays and Ruffles *crunch!* yeah, i'm steady eating i'm steady riding, steady disbelieving ain't misbehaving, i'm just rephrasing yeah, dawg, i'm riding, so fucking amazing uh (chorus) ayo wrap the work in Reynolds Wrap and seal it with a Ziploc feeling like i'm Hitchcock, psycho when the disk jockey playing my tracks, i ain't been saving my stacks i'mma blow 'em on a couple bottles, matter of fact see, 'cause PayPal Hydro got 'em foaming at the mouth PayPal Hydro like the Sermon on the Mount PayPal Hydro far as the eye can see PayPal Hydro got 'em wishing they was me young Vilardi be snapping, up on the mic i be rapping dress to nines and i'm dashing, you know them speakers be slapping grap a six-pack of 'Ronas, lime, bud, and lighters all together got me feeling like a motherfucking rider ahh! (chorus) Pathos! (Pathos) back in the States, decapitating, accoladed, i'm agitated acid-faded, blazing, raising hell, i'm past amazing macking maidens, half my haven, get a affadavit, back up (skirt!) Pathos be that last Brit Invasion smoking on that PayPal Hydro (yeah) straight up on that Africa, Toto flow i got my reins back (uh), if you wanna face facts (uh) didn't catch the reference, better get it on the playback (woo!) 'cause you know you'll listen, bliss and blitzen, have a stench of fifth dimension, if you dissing, kiss the fist i'm clenching stick it up ya miss's unmentioned, sniff it i'm penny-pinching for a T-Bell dish and Baja Blast to quench it (damn!!) bitches! (chorus) (chop w/ ad-libs) PAYPAL HYDRO

1 terabyte on my Dropbox $9.99 a month got me backed up save my data to the cloud, i be storing ya all praises due to server farm in California i'm packing up the Hydro online sell it to my people for that free.99 then i use it to record my rhymes another mixtape, then it's back to the grind only got two shifts this week just how the fuck am i supposed to eat? they say money never grows on trees, and you best believe that's the truth, college ain't loving the youth (yo) so i'm hustling my songs on the side tryna make a living off that PayPal Hydro ...wait, who the fuck is that? don'tcha know it's Freeman on the motherfucking track who that nerdy motherfucker on the block? lil Peter Vilardi, he got that pro Dropbox stashing data all up on a hard drive all of my files are so organized i got the data to back up my shit on that triple-double with no assist fuck do you think who this is? dog, i can handle my biz, oughta stop with that shit motherfucker, you know i been steady wilding meanwhile, you steady tripping like you on that psylocibin or else you done caught the white lightning popped a few sugar cubes, visions so frightening, aight, then maximum security, password protected too damn fresh, in the flesh, manifested highest definition on the masters play the track out loud like your phone's a ghetto blaster ahh! (DJ Microfiche) 2 to the 40th power byte approximately a thousand billion bytes roughly 1000 gigabytes and i'm talking about my terabyte it's a trap for miles, where i store all my files my data i've compiled in my Dropbox gee, it's really great, automatic update the quickest bit rate in my Dropbox call me the Microfiche, i'm off my leash i'm cooking up quiche in my Dropbox gotta go out my way, there's something i got to say: PayPal Hydro every day in my Dropbox (chorus) got the data on my Dropbox 1TB got a hella lotta WAVs and MP3s paying $9.99 a month, it's not for free need the highest data rate 'cause i'm a G, yeah (Mission Man) a terabyte is a lot of info for the brain to process in slo-mo but if you flow algorhythmically you will see multi-tasking at its best compressed more efficiently than would allow, leave a little doubt defray so you don't have riddle clouds that trickle down the fickle clowns dropped in the box to create the blocks you control who has the key so you can be worry-free when it comes to insecurities get pure with me, yeah, knock out the malware this is the burden that i shall bear to make sure the message gets out there uncorrupted, not interrupted encoded to the highest standards for the Jupiter landers and the next-gen playas pure data on every layer and i don't need caffeine to pull an all-nighter because i'm a lifer, you can kick back with the tracks captured like wax on the 45 but there's more to life than can be stored up there somewhere a terabyte just isn't enough to hold my love you gonna need infinite storage so open your arms to give in to it more with each stream and byte, keep dreaming right keep dreaming right keep dreaming right keep dreaming right (chorus)