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Young Threezy, or the Source Essence Five

by Hutcher

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1.
this is young threezy, or the source motherfucking essence five i'm bringing it to you live from green, ohio shut the fuck up diving into my mind trying to find answers in the winding wheels and gears all these years come back to the surface, take a breath of air self-reflection in a house of mirrors i'm here, there, everywhere fractals suspended and ever expanding in the dark of my eyes and lines are connecting the flickering lights in the ink-black skies piecing together the mystery man and his lies arc of light halos around everything i see watch me warp through time and infinity in front of your eyes, i can see your disguise i keep it original like tacobell i don't expect this shit to sell wasting nimrods in space in fact, you don't know about that where will you stand now that you don't belong on any planet? i know you didn't plan it to be this way at all don't lose hope phase into the opalescent wall and then i shot that bitch in his ass finally reaching event horizon celestial hoping my body keeps itself terrestrial
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my hatin' days gotta be put to rest i ain't no better than the rest universal spirits putting my ass to the test golden butterfly in a rain shower this compound you created tastes sour as the approach draws near of the induction hour i hide my face in the moonlight and as i come upon this fortress, i cower i nearly fall on my back cuz of its great height my buddy's got double nickels on the dime rolling out of this hell-house with little time these crazies have gained control of the state infected street corners; mutilated kids who used to skate have i written my destiny? have i sealed my fate? with fatality reports climbing, its hard not to contemplate i'm feeling sedated, and i'm feeling low creatures be satisfying pleasures that to us are unknown load up my magazine with lead and i'm ready to go is this real life? i cannot tell honestly to me it looks like the internal depths of hell who cares how far down i fell? freaks have ascended upward to their secret hideout i'd stay here on earth, but that's not what i'm about i got an invitation to a mutated space station an operation i'll handle not without irritation the engine to our ship did not calibrate correctly i looked into the instruction manual introspectively the manual is complex and i can't read shit this vehicle will fail at any minute might as well ditch it into the escape pods we rushed from outside we saw our transportation crushed we floated through the darkness to the space station relieved that we at least arrived at our location we didn't have long to survey the area beings started attacking and causing hysteria my homie's arm got torn off by some fool i sliced his abdomen; ripped the skull off that ghoul we quickly retreated to the escape pod realizing we've uncovered something very odd these fuckers are intelligent and possess higher thinking further confirmation that this is a ship worth sinking they must be destroyed as soon as possible an impending war is now more than probable the escape pod landed and we all got out still trying to comprehend that sophisticated hideout i went to the royal council and request i become a soldier my best buddy died and i ain't getting any older governments are scared and they got my world on fire people becoming sick and radiation getting higher no one wants to deal with our grotesque foes they'd rather sit on their asses or complain about the crows they're a bunch of wack ass hoes they don't listen to "no"'s why am i even telling you can't tell if this is god's plan or if it's our own it'd be nice if someone handed me a damn microphone this collective tried to be effective in killing the infected those who are not strong enough are immediately rejected i wasn't drafted and i wasn't selected just a lone boy trying to do what's expected a responsibility has been put to me it is now my duty to save my friends and family i'll sleep with my gaurd up in my hypertube thinking about the next fucking thing i gotta do
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sitting within another time, another moment backwards tunnel equation atonement fly across my room like a motherfucking comet cosmic prophet, recite my subliminal sonnet fuck yes geodesic dome express underground sections of insect detection i create inertia-based shields of plasma protection the earth has become vile, turning green from the inside we can't survive welcome, fiber-optic star bolt pattern transport me to utility hub 2-zero saturn i'll plant one last kiss, before spiraling into the abyss bursting flowers float about crystal towers i combat the flow with artillery shells, this is magic extracted from the book of kells correction analysis within mechanized production lines solar flares will form like giant snares cuz no one cares within a hollow creation yields multidimensional organization maps align and empires decline biosynthetic stomping grounds an array of high pitched sounds symbiotic notation in lingual variation contextual replication implying divine situations this is a conquest that we must detest as they invade, we're in disarray, and all the bodies lay along the sidewalk cracks y'all don't break your backs my crazy ass head got stuck in my bed degeneration consecration in lands of things once said time becomes the artificial way i watch my own body decay witnessing androids manifest holographic trapezoids see interstellar beings fly while passing the dimensional void lying inside cybernetic spaces after-death places, after-death faces compulsion is not a revisionary extract we have not even entered the third act i survey the sky one more time and take three steps back the unofficial morphology of this divine ecology has been divided among the keepers of the ar-6 archology and in the upper level hours, i will witness archaic powers when we get here, in the lower atmosphere, my eye shall shed a tear so let it drip into the vortex thus, completing this hex immediate changes present themselves in my vicinity instantly i become aware of all that is; infinity on this new found time line, they take that which is mine and force my mind into its design initializing and prophecizing, the impending god-king my kingdom rises in the east upon the horizon rendering my monolith to mimic orion
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inferior and superior forms of life i got a nasty ass troll fucker under my knife this identity could one day be national our foes are anything but fashionable however their technology is infallible they built some shit in space and that is the case i went there and left with guts on my face gotta do the work: create a proof it is not constructive to be a goof this astonishment may be your last acknowledgement to which degree will you flee when you see that what you had in mind is history? tell me the truth in your own phone booth when i looked under my pillow, i saw your tooth i try to be sly, try to be a sleuth these impressions and expressions are the best i can do enlisted my services for utilitarian purposes owning up and a salute with permission to shoot our habitat looks like a lie handled by a brute even though that's what it is, we can bear fresh fruit much better than continuing this disgusting dispute holy poop, i'm getting angry the last thing you want is this motherfucker cranky i maintain myself as best as i can i guess this is all part of being a man this one purple eyed creep has me straight up stuck he's got my neck around his fist and it's tight as fuck i want out right now, send me back to my mommy in my warm house, by the fireplace, enjoying pastrami living on nuclear food alone we've taken advantage of our ability to clone roll on in like a sprite and be polite looking fine and out of sight if our prerogative is to be precise then maybe we should shut our mouths and be nice the experience i had was informative staying alive while keeping my ethics normative we talked about warfare and fuel rod cannons becoming greedy and turning into mammons they're allowed to believe what they want i'm gonna bring this goon's head back up front this was worse than i could've imagined cutting down my sword speed by a fraction you could call me an unholy assassin another ghost in the noise used as a distraction watcha gonna do when you gotta fight a town? time to be strong and not fall down forgot about my arrangement now i will have to suffer with entanglement the queen bee's gaze is the color of the sea i know because she's looking at me inspired by my subject making sure this side effect is correct i don't know why is it a crime to look in your green eyes and try to find what was there before before you left before i had to end your life alternative zone inside a cone recognizing a buried object as a human bone you sow your own seeds i'll keep to my needs like the frogs in the trees the squid in the sea i just want to be the best version of me no vacation during this viral infestation a process leading to intense coagulation there was nowhere else to turn i guess this is what it's like to feel the burn ashes sticking to my tongue reflections on the safety i had when i was young a book that may be left unfinished crawling out of the cellar with my breath diminished cradling the earth like its a baby seems like that's been our job as of lately sorry, but i had to get this shit off my chest going days without food has left me with no rest i feel like a junkie and i'm really fucking hungry
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now i've had it up to here now let's just be real for a second, i was sitting with my beer and suddenly i see every one in the streets has met an ungodly demise i see it in their eyes but their bodies lie, as they stumble through the streets and it's such a pity that all my friends are dead and i'm not sure if i'm emaciated or just irradiated the red light inside a screen it's there, but often can't be seen a true nebula queen if you know what i mean a small face in the hidden arch drums beat and we begin to march this is the future of of our race toxic spills and hazardous waste walk through it all just to get a taste shimmering holes of light that cut then slamming the big door shut creeping along the edge of the roadside mentally see scenarios that coincide try to come up on my backside i'll take you out in no time weirdos out cracking the asphalt accessing our underground vaults escape reasons out to be the solution temporary fix but not a final solution goddamn all this pollution control is hard to grasp dysfunctional citizens having the last laugh burning bright in the center of the table lies a disembodied head that is unstable wake up, because i wanna take the window down i'm done being frightened by sounds save all the lives that you can the lines that we drew in the sand they tell of a hero who comes to free the damned that's who i hope i am who is this clown? been asking myself the same question since i entered this town i'm not anything supernatural i hold onto that which is factual looking at the same star won't get you very far put my rifle away and get into my car i'm done killing for the day time to hit the hay
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yo, yo, yo, stop talking shit you fuckface ya muthafreaking cupcake you think you got the muscles to beat me up? well we'll see who's really fucking tough dj, dj! i've had enough unconscious and toxic, get your head out the snuff cybernetic warfare is the new trend so don't pretend that you're my friend our priority is defend "awww shit.... not again..." crumbling towers behind the hills either objective interpretation or sleeping pills a burning on the inside that kills i see a military truck its filled with stuff like a bunch of bombs, and weapons n' shit this place is gonna be fucking lit all our machine requires is lightning we'd get shit done if we all stop fighting personal problems aside there's this doomsday train we gotta ride this mission don't need any heroes and it don't need no pride everyone adopt cooperation before we get liquefied i take delight in a knife fight though i never ever fought things that bite carnivorous dudes are in sight, lit by candlelight "insanity is this world," she said then her eyes glowed green and i put a bullet in her head in this apocalyptic time we gotta learn from the past can't always be on blast trying to keep it alive, trying to keep it fast never know how long we're gonna last only dogs bark south i eventually had to blow off my friend's mouth am i saving myself or am i satan's fiend the blood on my hands can never be cleaned
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Chrome Life 03:13
i'm coming for the party, i'm coming for the show i'm playing monkey with you bitches; you already know now i ain't some fucking hater yo, i'm already a player i'm not trying to be the yeezy, dog my name is fucking threezy telling you about my life in space it ain't easy no one knows the truth, and life's a mystery if you don't believe me, research earth's history how you gonna play it when you can't even make it? it's 2030, so get off your ass and shake it i know this one's a jam, and you might be getting bored this story ain't for some mindless fucking whores i like to keep facts straight and speak with clarity promote justice, peace, and prosperity jumping out the ocean like a dolphin with wings looking through my memories for aquatic things i didn't think this would be my life but here i freaking am i'll shoot you down with all my ammo unless you be my fam i like to dip in the mainstream to cool myself off come in here boy, i'll drown you trying to piss me off swimming through the grass like a goddamn snake neighbors see me creeping through their yard they think i'm fake everyone be tripping me i'm just a kid i only like skipping the fact is that i'm back like a terrorist attack your homies are wack they're all on that smack
8.
transgression of this hybrid selection anomalous peeps causing an insurrection hypotheticals become thought receptacles incredible that they think our minds are edible a new pawn brought on by the dawn homo sapiens becoming hostile, demonic spawns draw me up a new kind of terra firma in addition to this trivial rendition of reality every gaurdian group has been subjected to lethal brutality what makes a good teacher? i may be a preacher but i'm not a far reacher i can see beyond the lines this ain't the first time tubing, wires, and chords be popping out my back though my primary organs remain intact the truth is that this energy-suit will react in the presence of any deadly extract tear through flesh like a piece of paper chucking genetic trash off this downtown skyscraper listen to the electric wind as it howls radioactive potential be drifting in my bowls i've gained an army of robotically enhanced owls it's a time to panic, all you bitches better grab your towls we got ourselves an otherworldly phenomenon joke's on the other one a different approach paralingual direction roach what is spoken is influential codes formulating what is vertical spontaneous glossolalia capsules reviving independent cat souls the keepers of blue energy since ancient times precision in my decision to contract these felines switching positions on the field no matter what, i will not yield my conditions are locked within my institute throwing out the old me for a substitute perfect accuracy, dark arts mastery in actuality, the travesty is i committed blasphemy visualize the crimes in cryptic neon signs a lost script of astronomical proportions gives way to a method of contortion the teacher must understand when the student transcends walls will crack, wolves will howl, but we will defend that's the way i want it to end it looks like an intruder on the flat side take this carbine and rough up its hide grounded charges coming up through my boots looks like they implanted eggs in the soil to reproduce there is no relevant prediction no matter how hard we try it doesn't matter whether i take out a few small fries these wild guys gotta die i used to chill out on my porch watching the clouds go by eating apple pie goddamn, those days were fly
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it's amazing how even when we're getting attacked you know how to keep it cool and be a class act there's an image in my noggin that i want to eliminate talking about ways to intimidate my computer log has been tampered with the information isn't here that i started with i'll search the hallways for the mainframe i wish everyone in this city didn't look the same who could've predicted that we'd regress you'd think by 2030 we'd be out of this mess pilot, take me to the number place, just in case i'll be ready to leave once i tie my shoelace doubling up on ammunition trying to avoid complete annihilation the content of my system is leaking out i can't try to explain what that is about need to find the rest of the silver fragments fighter jets powered by nothing but magnets leaves of white fall at night every one of these assholes knows how to fight i wish i could remote control my life press a damn button and have everything be nice i don't like muting my commands, but it's sometimes necessary the worlds that we encounter can also be scary the energy star brings forth another occurrence of a sixteenth brother i'm going to murder this unholy mother having trouble standing by for any length of time finally got my machine's oscillators to unwind is there anything else in this world to find? is it even defined, or is it all in our minds? now i'm riding on the backs of giants forced to tear the heads off of my former clients angles meet up and create a room the squad should be here very soon
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everlasting hope within a vile walk across endangered streets with style shapes come in and out every now and again didn't know my concentration was so fly back then mystery man, i figured out he was my brother getting stoked off this smoke, i chilled with that motherfucker i got what i wanted and now i'm on the attack i guess you could say that i'm motherfuckin' back a burnt letter in the center of my dreams looks like i've entered the galactic realm or so it seems production stations be pumping chemicals about right above my head.... is it worth it? biochemically engineered babies lying dead the end of the world is nigh thank fuck i'm still alive this fire in my spirit explodes like a damn plasma grenade volcanic fairies fly to my aid in this instance i can see the black parade they're drinking blood-red lemonade these homies are not who i thought they were they are apocalyptic light bringers my words must be heard my blood had become impure time to find a cure the only thing that i really know for sure is i got a wack-ass potion to stir i will lose my mind trying to save humankind as these tiny thoughts unwind i'm losing time this generation never had the patience to prevent apocalypse without further maintenance and as i stare down hellish gutters in this instance i risk my life i forget to keep my distance keep it flowin' with these crystals in my bag a radiated homie forces me to pull out my mag he's gasping on the ground bleeding bright green what the fuck is happening?! its like i'm high on codeine then i look into his eyes there's a human being under this disguise painfully watching this soul meet his demise he let's out horrific cries and then he dies in order for me to survive i could not keep that fucked up brother alive cannot revive this is the source essence five

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Hutcher's "Young Threezy, or the Source Essence Five" follows the young man Threezy, who had lived a quiet urban life, until his neighbors and friends start rapidly turning into mutants as a result of a failed government experiment. The beings rapidly evolve and build space-age weaponry, leaving Threezy and his crew of uninfected friends to fight off the disturbed foes. They organize themselves into a intelligent hierarchy of drones and a primary leader, similar in structure to that of a bee colony, making it difficult for any successful military action against the infected. During a time of great climactic disturbances, viral disease, radiation, and choking pollution, Threezy is sure that the end of the world has arrived.... but he's not going down without a fight.

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released November 3, 2015

Myles Oliver - vocals, lyrics, arrangements, keyboard, drum programming, samples
Calah Lawson - guest lyrics/ vocals

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Hutcher Massillon, Ohio

Electronic experimental from Acorns, Ohio. Hutcher is an extension of Myles Oliver. A partially sample based affair, Hutcher also utilizes original percussion, vocals, and keyboards. Hutcher has no boundaries.

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