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Hypomania

by JJ Allin

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1.
Intro 02:21
shoutsout panter, for givin me beats, for gettin me off my ass, to do this shit i'm still hypomanic, still in a mental circus but now's recovery time, i'm trynna get better trynna limit my angry face idk what you’re gonna do it’s like i'm fever dreamin, fever dreamin, fever dreamin doin this cuz i cannot cope with the loneliness, i cannot cope with the loneliness, i cannot cope with the loneliness my head is fried, my head is fried, my head is fried, my head is fried I cannot even think straight, cannot even think straight but I put it together pieces of the puzzle yeah I put it together pieces of the puzzle everybody tellin me I’m smart it’s just flattery, flattery sit back, tuck yourself in let’s go
2.
Recovery 02:34
(main line): spent so many years locked down it's like recovery (backing line): oh yeah [x many] no way, no fucking way go away, go away, go away let me go, let me go let me go (outro): but now i'm back at it (yeah i'm back) yeah i'm back from the dead (hardly breathing) yeah i'm back on my shit (baby dick gang) you know that i cannot quit (shoutsout zchronik) but now i'm back at it (yeah that boy yung zeus) yeah i'm back from the dead (you needa come back) yeah i'm back on my shit you know that i cannot quit
3.
(intro): idk how it happened bruh the shit just dipped idc what is clappin bruh i'll flip the script my stupid hairline is receding bruh i think i need plugs these floors are so fucking cold i swear we need some rugs shoutsout panter go panter (verse): woke up on the floor on this morning right where i belong woke up with the shakes this morning i think i need a bong woke up with 10 missed calls, another day on read woke up no broken falls i know i'm better off dead idk how it happened bruh the shit just dipped idc what is clappin bruh i'll flip the script my stupid hairline is receding bruh i think i need plugs these floors are so fucking cold i swear we need some rugs wintertime no air conditioning we huddle for warmth summertime no air conditioning gotta strip to the bone wintertime no air conditioning we huddle for warmth summertime no air conditioning gotta strip to the bone these days i'm feeling like et i gotta phone home right now i'm feeling macaulay caulkin i am home alone right now i need macaulay caulkin please leave me alone right now i'm figuring it out don't hit me this is a test right now i'm figuring it out, flesh wounds on my chest right now i'm figuring it out don't hit me this is a test right now i'm figuring it out, flesh wounds on my chest i am really kidding bruh you know i'm mentally stable like metallica and lou reed i'm becoming the table 4 legs and some stability, something that i'm not able ultimately i'm useless; cold, frail and feeble and it's for that very reason that i'll stand on the steeple and think about jumping and think about jumping and think about jumping and think about jumping [x2]
4.
Make Graves 02:56
shoutsout panter go panter woah, yeah i been making graves (can u make me a coffee please) (hook): i been making graves since i was 14 i been making graves since i was 14 i been making graves since i was 14 i been digging graves, way to throw it all in, aaah (i been making graves since i was 14) (i been making graves since i was 14) (i been making graves since i was 14) (verse): and i'm fucking sick of it (for real) buried my best friend (sheddin tears man) buried my old self (fuck off stay dead) buried all loves i had (not really that many tho) buried all things that... oh shit walkin down the street listenin to kirblagoop cryin to myself, rest in peace lil peep (rest in peace bruh, rest in peace bruh) he's the junkie made it out didn't really make it out tho ay 7th grade i was young and naive (fuckin idiot) by grade 10 i was gettin suspended (talk with my hands) got sick of all the ppl bullying me (seriously fuck all of y'all, still smash you cunts) so one day i went and upended saw the motherfucker bleed it didn't bother me it felt good man it was awesome (never got squeamish, blood is cool bruh) didn't even realise i was bipolar, he was on the ground, i was trynna stomp his head in (wouldn't stop) ppl had to drag me off it was hilarious (wouldn't stop, wouldn't stop) he never bothered me again he didn't learn his lesson... but i learned mine if you stand up for yourself ppl fall back in line should've been jailed twice by the time i was 16 (dumb ass shit) both times got lucky nobody snitched on me (they were scared, they knew what i could do) have a problem when i switch when i go nuts (nuts, nuts) mania goin crazy i will kill the cunts (meth, yeeee) jump on your fucking head while you are out cold (smash, smash, smash) jump on your fucking head while you are out cold (now you're dead) (hook)
5.
shoutsout panter go panter they'll find your body in the trashbin (trashbin) chopped into pieces like julienne (julienne) ashen and cooked like you're well done call up salt bae the shit needs seasoning (seasoning) i guess that's what happens when you run your mouth acting all tough til the shit goes south at that point you are on south mouth at that point you are on south mouth (south mouth) at that point you need your buddies to vouch at that point you need your buddies to vouch you are too insecure like my dad listening to the cure (lost boys) like my dad listening to chat pile like my dad listening to the butthole surfers that shit is all so fugazi (discord records, stupid shit) only white boys could come up with such a dumb acronym that shit is so fugazi shoutsout jello biafra (jello, jello) shoutsout marx and engels someone tell me where ayn rand is buried, so i can piss on her grave (someone tell me that) someone tell me where reagan is buried, so i can piss on his grave (come on tell me that) someone tell me where thatcher is buried, so i can piss on her grave (come on tell me that) someone tell me where john howard lives, i've got a flaming shitbag for him someone tell me where scott morrison, i've got a flaming shitbag for him (burn) someone tell me where julie bishop lives, i've got a flaming shitbag (burn) you don't needa tell me where dad lives, i've got a flaming shitbag for him (burn) i'm not a chaplain, i don't fuck children, shoutsout mike dece (oh lord) i'm not a chaplain, i don't fuck children if it's taking this fucking long for your fucking man's christ to cum chances are he's just lost all sensation (oh lord) shoutsout mike dece last time i read a book my brain didn't feel an nth this fucking foggy (foggy) last time i mowed the fucking lawn the grass was so fucking boggy (boggy) you can call me a wordsmith (genius) i just say what's on my mind (i'm related to god) you can call me a turdsmith lobbing every piece of shit that i can find (i'm related to kanye) no gloves gang why commit the crime if you aren't willing to own up to it (pussy, pussy, pussy) that shit is the pinnacle of cowardice idk what rhymes with cowardice (shit)
6.
Tear it Down 02:37
damn panter this ones crazy (intro) grab it twist it pull it bop it grab it twist it shove it push it grab it twist it pull it bop it (verse) took a minute to myself had to think these things out constantly stressing mental fog or mental drought medicate away the pain idk what sober is you don't need to remind me yeah i know just how i twitch day in day out it is all the same every day making music every day making games every day passing blur fade away time ensures (hook) tear it tear it down tear it tear it down (push it, bop it) tear it tear it down (push it, bop it) tear it tear it down (grip it, twist it) (verse 2) still trynna wake myself (still can't) still trynna wake myself idk what sober is still trynna wake myself still trynna wake myself still trynna wake myself 1 o'clock chimes i am getting called in 1 o'clock chimes i am getting called in 1 o'clock chimes i am getting called in 1 o'clock chimes i am getting called in oh no why me, it can't be happenin again on no why me, it can't be happenin again (hook)
7.
Loneliness 04:34
fuck it ugh bleh, shit fuckin hell i'm so lonely fuckin hell i'm so lonely fuckin hell i'm so lonely fuckin hell i'm so lonely wishin this place felt homely fuckin hell i'm so lonely wishin this place felt homely fuckin hell i'm so lonely swollen lip angelina jolie i've been fighting too much again, again you're trynna figure out where i went, where i went, where i went i went up the block to cop some fent, cop some fent, cop some fent tonight we're all gonna od all because of me tonight we're all gonna od all because of me you wanted fucking coke you're getting fent powder you wanted fucking coke you're getting fent powder you wanted coke you fucking loser aaah you wanted coke you fucking loser aaaah fuck 350 a gram for rich person crack, that shit is stupid here have some fent right up your nostrils your heart dropping down thru your ass to the floor, you will not get up guess it's my turn now fuckin hell i'm so lonely wishin this place felt homely fuckin hell i'm so lonely wishin this place felt homely fuckin hell i'm so lonely guessin it's my turn now time to od guess it's my turn now time to od guess it's my turn now it's time to od man this fent be hitting so good can't wait til it fuckin kill me man this fent be hitting so good can't wait til it fuckin kill me man i sound selfish not carin bout any of my friends man i sound so fucking selfish just like all your favourite rappers look at all the money i spend 5 dollars in 1s and 2s and a couple of 50c pieces ugh flexing all your wealth pfffft it's filling a void you're lonely, you're worthless, you've got nothing to make you feel good, you know you aren't cool so you buy expensive things, ppl can see what it brings ppl pay attention to you, but that shit matters little 20 buck tracks, 20 buck tracks, 20 buck tracks 10 buck sweater, 5 buck shoes, you know how i'm feeling, just don't feel better anything goes, anything goes, anything goes, anything goes you are no better than me you are no better than her you are no better that him you are no better than them but you think you are and you think the shit that you do is influencing others shit is fucking stupid bruh bruh, we stole this land to buy malls? fuck fuck people be lookin at us, nah, nah come help we're on top shit is so fuckin out of wack we stole this land to build malls? wtf is that we stole this land to build malls? wtf is that you stare down at those using crack, how fucking dumb is that we're all gonna go the way of mac miller, miller you know when i pull out the rig, i'm gonna fill her, fill her bitch your lips look like sausages, you've got too much filler, filler what the fuck is wrong with your head, you look like phyllis diller i don't even keep up with modern rap, who the fuck is bryson tiller man i haven't even heard drake's new album fuck fuck young thug, fuck drake, fuck smack you 'cross the chops for being a fucking dickhead stupid bitch fuckin hell i'm so lonely wishin this place felt homely fuckin hell i'm so lonely wishin this place felt homely fuckin hell i'm so lonely
8.
Serenity 02:30
all my happiness found in serenity [x16] (verse): i am so sick of this motion yeah i am wishing for more emotions, fuck this year i am wishing for more emotions thinkin bout drowning myself in the ocean once you sell crack there is no going back feelin real weird maybe it's the double stack feelin real weird maybe it's the double stack just want everything to be played in reverse, yeah hell fuck it even a pause will do these days i'm thinkin bout what i'm doin still not working out the best, still not working out the best but it's improvement i feel so fuckin happy life moves too fast life moves too slow there's nowhere to go guess it's just time to put up with it put up with it it's like stasis feeling nothing at all
9.
Ganado 03:23
you're not on my level i'm bringing the shovel i'm stealing your bezel i'm stealing your bezel i know i need treatment chop you up into pieces mix you in with the cement no demon no demon just cum from the slums the home of hookers, junkies, bums here we are we're all best chums don't need to worry bout no guns just hands to hands and knives, knives we go silent, silent middle fingers up to the police middle fingers up to everyone who doubted it's the suicidal goons, bet you we are fucking clouded, clouded we come after your clique like we have got no fucking purpose can only run 4 blocks though i smoke too many cigarettes made some bad choices made some good choices mainly bad choices i think i'm getting better at this rap shit you know it's weird i'm just styling on the beat and shit but i'm making it work out, makin it work out makin it work out, makin it work out (outro): hardly speak english it's not a brain thing, i just have a lot of struggles with my brain like i'm not slow at all but like every time i try to like string a sentence on the go it's like i'm just putting pieces together in a puzzle takes me a minute to find where each word goes had to think out this whole sentence out before i even started talking like man it's hard it's why i pause so much, it's why i can't come up with a fast flow fill and shit it's really that simple
10.
Gone Again 03:00
(intro): the realest shit way too real for me fuck i'm cryin right now actually fuck, eyes pourin, heart pourin, all of that same shit bro, yeah i am gone again (hook): i am gone again i am gone again i am gone again i am gone again i took my sertraline i took my deralin i took my clonidine i took my lithium i am gone again i am gone again i am gone again i am gone again i've got my knife with me i've got no way to see what's right in front of me but that's okay with me (verse): yeah i took my meds something wrong with my head i cannot feel a thing i cannot feel a thing i cannot feel a thing i cannot feel a thing memories of my dad all the good times we had all zero of them all zero of my friends the ones i can depend with me until the end the anger floods my brain just want to end the pain put an end to its life put an end to this strife but i know that i can't there's no way that i could if i could find a way just know that i would most days i think bout death think about that last breath think about heaven's gates knowing it's not my fate i'm the son of the devil in the darkness i revel in the violence i fester my blackened heart i sequester my goodness lies in a cage my smile buried beneath rage my brain is constantly fried that's why i don't go outside you should've called man, i'm so fucking lonely (hook)

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a tale of hypomania and brain-melting doses of medication to keep myself in check; with beats ranging from banging to soothing, all courtesy of the lovely panter beats... lyric sheet provides a good picture of mental state and why i am the way i am (i think... actually idk my brain is FRIED). enjoy at high volumes with a bottle of your favourite poison and/or a heavy dose of your favourite downers (or psychedelics.... or stims... or dissociatives)... in short, just get down and ENJOY

all beats by panter
all vocals by JJ Allin
lyrics also by JJ Allin (man i love crediting myself)
mastered by panter

much love to everyone that helped along the way and/or put up with my shit and/or stopped me from doing stupid shit and/or.... you get where i'm going.

hoping this is the first of many!

JJ

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released October 14, 2022

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