"Sometimes", The Seventh Track on "young scatman"
"Sometimes", The Seventh Track on "young scatman"
"Pick Up The Phone", The Second Track on "young scatman"
"Flowplay", The Twelfth Track and First Bonus Track on "young scatman"
"Epiphany", Featuring Justin, The Eighth Track on "young scatman"
"NO", The Ninth Track on "young scatman"
"Take Your Time", The Second Track on "young scatman"
"Young Scatman", The Intro Track on "young scatman"
"Top 5", The Tenth Track on "young scatman"
"Deeper Than This", The Sixth Track on "young scatman"
"Night Time". A song by ASTRⵙ SYTE. A Single from his mixtape "Young Scatman". Lyrics: I vibe out to the night time Feel the cold air of the night time Watch the moon and the stars and they all shine Man we do it in the night time I think about what I wanna do in the future But when I think about it, I always think im a loser Waiting for the bus to come by The days are painful, sometimes it's hard to be alive But I, don't stress it enough All of our lives are rough So when it gets dark You know that the times are tough I pray to God, i don't know if he exists man Cause lately I've been making prayers But i'm gettin left on read man It's crazy, issues with my mom and me Night time the only time i can text my girl If you're dead, then it's hard to breath I can barely understand what's inside my mind If I could go back in time, man I'd probably save the E Or ask him why he did it and why it wasn't me music is my only form of therapy People looking through my lyrics like "What's wrong?" I just respond that I can't ever make a song That I can never serve a right without being wrong Lying down in the night with my thoughts long I vibe out to the night time Feel the cold air of the night time Watch the moon and the stars and they all shine Man we do it in the night time It's the vibe with the drums to stay alive It's common to stay with principles we've lived throughout our lives I don't understand the feeling that I'm feeling, it's so nauseous Whenever i go in public I'm feelin hella cautious It's common logic, nobody else can top this Edmonton is so huge but I finna blow up, I got this It's the feeling when you go outside And you see your friend from school and your body just wanna hide When your on the play ground swings, and you really wanna fly It's common knowledge you can't catch your dreams unless you try I spit the verse like Indica cause I'm tryna relax Always look forward to the future, never look at the past Whenever homies tryna take a picture for the gram I'm never squading in pictures I ain't part of a fam People that know me, know that that's not the way that I am Still ballin on my own like Michael Jordan that's a Jam I don't wanna be the greatest the G.O.A.T cause if that's the case i'll only live up to 18 I'm an axolotl, you'll never kill me off Writing songs in my basement, hating on the boy, man you're wrong Understand that for people to be equal make a sequel don't be regal share the love on social but don't be greedy with the devil, be a rebel mind is racing, crashing and burning, naw, but it's the night time that's vibing me I vibe out to the night time Feel the cold air of the night time Watch the moon and the stars and they all shine Man we do it in the night time
"aH SaTaN". A song by ASTRⵙ SYTE. A Single from his mixtape "Young Scatman". Lyrics: Ah Satan We back at it again Let me preach ranting to you again My problems I can't solve them She don't like you No stoppin regret decisions no options feel like im in hell and im seeing it Everybody wanna prove me like that Different type of kid, rapping different type of tracks Who cares if they hate on me I seek therapy from music I reap Jesus Christ, celebrate Instead of love, they give me hate Nobody gon care, everybody gon stare I just close my eyes so I can get less scared Ah Satan, you've done bad Even though that's all the time you had You think you can be better Better than an angel But you're breaking us apart You can't have a heart if you don't worship art So Ah Satan, Spell it backwards You hurt me, and there's the after words I don't know why you had to choose me Because of you, I see therapy Holy bible, holy Christ ah satan, all your might And I might, just fall into my thoughts once in awhile on the weekends I know you be texting saying that im preaching don't believe in god and I got a lot of demons So I live my life without God I'm born as a catholic sinning ain't hard Satan satan satan satan leave me alone Get out of my heart, and get out of my home Get out of my mind and get out of my phone I leave you on read like the texts from my ex You've helped me before now it's on to the next God doesn't exist and so does the Devil So when I die I will be under the rubble Not in the sky, not down below Ah Satan You're calling me your friend Let me preach ranting bout you again My problems You're all of em regret decisions no options feel like im in hell and im seeing it She don't like you ________
"E". A song by ASTRⵙ SYTE. A Single from his mixtape "Young Scatman". Lyrics: E, I'm in the 10th grade now, you could have been with me I see my 8th grade picture, and you are all I ever see I wanna know what happened, and why some people laughing Cause I don't look at suicide like it's never happened Come on E, why don't you smile for the camera? I don't know why you're sad, but there's something I should have told ya I miss you, you could have been right here by my side But love had to come by, and take your precious life E, you made me laugh, your humor was the best But now im crying in my basement, with hurting inside my chest I want to ask you a question, but I can't, I only have one reaction Maybe i'll join you and put the bullet straight through my noggin Why'd you do it man? Why'd you do it E? I stopped myself, but I couldn't have ever stopped the E You could have made it, and had her as your girlfriend waiting But now you're dead and, there's no more questions I can ask man E, we used to talk about bands we didn't listen to And then we started singing and humming all of our favorite tunes You were crazy, and so was I too But our insanity was too much and so we had to lose you I remember sitting down at your funeral People I've never seen cry were crying because of you I had a red bracelet, one that made me remember you T-O-P said for you to stay alive, and now it isn't true My name is Astro now, do you remember then? When I started making music and you had to pretend That you hated it, we used to laugh in all our classes Cause you completed our group, and it was more than magic But I still wonder why, why you had to die Something about a certain guy, make you think about your life I miss you, we had so much memories for the year or two I wish I could saved you, but now I write this special tune, man I swore to keep you in my heart and never forget That you made me happier in times where I coudn't live You could have made it, and been with us at graduation But now you're dead and, there's no more questions I can ask man STM, that was our junior high school So many memories from there made me realize what it came to You should have been there, with all of us at graduation Cris started crying and I don't know if I could take it We made a mental health project in English And looked at the paper and faced the consequences You're gone. This mark means nothing to my grade I would rather get an F on this instead of straight A's Okay, E, I'm sorry I couldn't have helped you I tried to kill myself last month, I did it in December I could have told you, and we could have talked it out But now you're in a coffin lying 6 feet in the ground i hugged you once, but the rope it hugged you harder until you couldn't breathe and my life became much harder I never been to a funeral, you were my first Nothing in the world could ever be so much worst I'll cut off a limb, I'll give God money I just wanna have my friend back, the one I call E Now these summers and school filled days are full of sadness When I miss all these people and I gotta live without them I can't hang with them, so I sit down in my basement And write depressing lyrics, and maybe make a statement So E, I miss you, I didn't take you for granted But I hope that you're happy cause for me it hasn't happened
Bodied. A Remix Song From The Original Song "Bodied" By Futuristic and Devvon Terrell. A Single By ASTRⵙ SYTE feat. Justn.
Frosty The Flowman. The Third Song On "Half Christmas". Lyrics: Let's all gather round the fireplace and spread some cheer Everybody knows that this was a shitty year Christmas is round the corner Time with loved ones, or a loner Watching Youtube, in a corner There's no school, Hallelujah This beat, sound like icicles, in a frozen slush If you don't like my flow, then shut the fuck up Me and my boy frosty getting turnt the fuck up It's Christmas time bitch, we don't give a single fuck Uh, let me get back on the track, let me switch it up Frosty going round town fuckin bitches, filling cups And i'm over here, doing nothing like that cause I'm only 14, and my parents strict as fuck Ayo Frosty, what do you wanna do next? he said "Hey man let's go eat some food, imma shoot a text" Frost man, who the fuck are you supposed to be texting? "All my other friends, don't worry Syte, i'll make magic happen" Then after I blinked my eyes All I saw were fucking thighs Frosty summoned three cute girls from my school I'm like "Frosty Why?!" "Syte you gotta live! You gotta have some fun!" But I have a girlfriend Frosty you snowman piece of shit you're fuckin dumb! Then I got all of this pussy in my face Like that one time last christmas when I overfilled my plate And i couldn't finish everything, I had too much to eat There was so much pussy in my face, This cat just turned to meat Frosty I need protection "Naw man just fuck em raw!" No, I mean like, help me from these girls, cause you fucking summoned them, and now they want me to eat em out. "Naw fuck you bra" Fuck you Frosty Thought you were my friend, thought you were the man I've been trippin, i've been drinking hard, I don't know who I am "You're the man of they year!" What the fuck are you talking about? "Well 2017 was shit, show them what you're all about."
5AM Remix. Originally By Logic, Produced by C-Sick. The First Song On "Half Christmas". Lyrics: I'm waking up at 5 AM to text my girlfriend, fuck them Going straight to my mind, call that shit a concussion Man this shit is my mission, look at it through my vision, My lyrics are a religion, call that shit lyricism, uh rate me higher than your typical individual, that's mental Grab this song a casket, cause I killed the instrumental Show off my words, an essay coming from the soul Motherfucker you hit the toll, I keep it straight just like a pole Let me spit the shit gigantic Godzilla, Reptar, Classic In my bomber jacket Mind blowing, yes I have it They say that i'm dramatic I spit shit automatic Minigun level bullets Yo fuck it Man im coming straight for the crew, hit your little neck, then I'm coming for you too Hit it and grip it and rip it and spit it, devour then fuck it Your talent fits inside of a bucket Strap a grenade to your head Then pull the pin, cause im mind blowing Making big steps in the rap game I make you feel, like the hulk is running I'm onto something, keep it up One day i'll make you give a fuck Edmonton, known for what? Hockey, and that's it? This young prodigy make rap shit But can't make a single damn hit NAW FUCK THAT I'll prove you this Right now, in the future you'll reminisce About when I was 11, thinking back when I was seven listening to scatman music getting teased bout a blessing These kids don't know what they messing, I keep you covered like dressing When I see you at my show getting lit I'm the one your thanking Back then in elementary, Yall fuckin know what's happening It's 5AM let me spit a story verse Story verse, my wordplay is so good, god damn it'll really hurt This is a story, from beginning to the end I'm using everything I can, to the end of the pen cause this some freaky shit, maybe somebody can relate to And it's not your fault if you try your best, then some people hate you, but You tried your best and that's what matters It ain't worth it to be perfect, and splatter brain matter, Hah, get it? It's not an option, you see those pills, Don't pop them Cause maybe in a few years your life will be awesome Do the math, don't get a problem and problem, and add them Don't hit the equal, cause like Bruce Lee, you won't live to see a sequel The people, be blowing off my songs? They taking off, cause I throw fire out of this world, an astronomic Molotov Zigs told me to have confidence and pop it. So Hi! I'm Patrick, I'm giving high self-esteem a try No smoking weed and getting high, just your average normal guy The waves are getting higher and faster, as if somebody lied My dream is to rap, with Logic, or NF SonReal, futuristic, very simplistic, look at my side for a minute I gotta be confident, and be super positive But this is just a mask, i'll take it off, show what your missing: I don't know why he had to care About stressing and problems, that nobody can help to stop them They try and help him, but they can never ever see the problem people change like seasons, I guess everybody has their reasons Sorry ____, I wanna stop you right there I have some shit to say, so that you can be aware What i'm feeling, i'm bleeding, yes I lied to you I'm not the opposite of suicidal, the fact I lied, yes that's true Beat me, kill me, bash in my little head Go from color to red, bleed me out until i'm dead yes the matter of the fact is, shatter up my glasses Till my name disappear from my attendance list classes I take this time to remember, back in december Noose around my neck to end it, slithering up my collar E did it 3 after my birthday I remember it every single day To look happy, impress people, mask on, run away that's how I feel, late at night, when i wake up 5AM is scary times, it's overthinking break ups No make ups, regrets and decisions are left there to rot Me and my girlfriend look happy, but on the inside we're really not.
Man Of The Year. The Fourth And Final Song On "Half Christmas". Lyrics: 2017 it was a crazy year Getting older by the second, under drinking and chugging beers Taking it back to the first month and then to the last Ace a history paper, the way I'm bringing up the past January, shit started to get scary E did it 3 after my birthday Man my breath's getting heavy Working hard on my mixtape, K-O-T-L, man the first one, Even though I took some L's, I felt like I've always won I gotta run, and my freedom, my speedup, my meetup I'm meeting up with my girlfriend, I'll take the risk son But over summer, I plummet, make a summit, take my heart and then subtract it, aftermath it, rhyme it wrap it And I don't mean R-A-P I mean Wrap Wrap me up and take it off, now i'm pissed the fuck off How'd my year get so bad Maybe that's why i'm so mad We ended shit twice Suicidal thoughts at night Drama this, Drama that Tell me where God's fucking at I've had my downs, had my lows I still need to work on my flow But till the mixtape drop Verse 2: My idol Scatman, inspiration since the beginning All these haters turn to fans as soon as they see that i'm winning This year was crazy Life was shit, music amazing The next mixtape gonna drop And I'll still be here creating My grades lowering, down pouring, Passing impossible But If I make this music shit then anything is possible My idols turn to peers Maybe In a couple years Then you'll finally see my tears saying "Mom I made it here" but, I can't stop trying I'm smashing shit, i ain't grinding Man it's thoughts inside my head running it's hurting, man that's a concussion Some say this is a joke, cringey rapping, other notes But when you're at my show, you to me, man you're just a joke Have the strings come back to play Man they ask me everyday "Patrick, are you gonna be rapping until you fade away?" 2017 was shit, so I'm making next year lit Call me gay or a queer, cause to me I'm the man of the year Man of the year Verse 3: I'm only cocky when I rhyme Even still though, half the time I feel like I can't find my mind Can't be wise without the "Why"'s Sitting in math class Flash bang grenade of flashbacks Moments that are haunting my past I realize how much time has passed Bring back the drums, I kick it Welcome to forever peasants Switch up the flow Like different rivers I bank it, Know I do this isn't overdue Struggling to release the EP first off I wanna launch the mixtape, but it isn't recorded at all I want Young Scatman to be lit Hype as fuck and less depressed Perform shows, to de stress getting wild, make a mess Basic rhymes, basic kid Put your hands up just like this, Point it straight, fuck these kids i'm the man of the year Fuck any other guy in this atmosphere I've seen suicide, and people ballin like a sphere So from every kids perspective The smart, the stupid head width I struggle with the best if The best is stupid Man Of the year