Produced By Danny Dee
Recorded & Edited By Sean Buck 
Artist Croosh

 
Dreams Escape 

 Dreams escape the outer region of my dome/ 
 Right past the skull bone/ 
 Wondering how to write a full poem/ 
 The dead and dull roam/ 
 But I'm the Nordic traveler/ 
 My eyes are the compass, unraveled sir/ 
 Do you need something?/ 
 Let me know now/ 
 I got the snow plow/ 
 Time to move the seasons/ 
 For a couple hundred different reasons/ 
 Mostly the legality side/ 
 Foul mouth crowds arise/ 
 I killed the mocking hypocrites/ 
 But then again they still exist/ 
 Asking the fam and fans if they feel my shit/ 
 We still build brick by brick/ 
 My passion is layered as well as the dreams/ 
 Gore and happiness still have screams/ 
 One horrific, one terrific/ 
 Digest this how you want, preferably I sip it/ 
 Ship it to a different set of individuals/ 
 Switch the residuals, no more shit that's pitiful/ 
 Got a full clip of bull/ 
 The horns I didn't need to grab/ 
 It just happened, now it seems I have/ 
 Fame and glory but that's just a high life thought/ 
 Relax or you'll get twisted and distraught/ 
 Clouds of haze distort the truest of visions/ 
 I ride a top like Goku until I pass with precision/ 
 (Sit and listen or become a pot to piss in) 

Dreams Escape

Produced By Danny Dee
Recorded & Edited By Sean Buck 
Artist Croosh & Marino Maali

Cold Technique (Feat. Marino Maali) 

 I use the coldest technique when I rock it/ 
 I make em' freeze where they stand and they can't object/ 
 This has been my heart frozen by art/ 
 The jealous ones who envy want to rip me apart/ 
 I am too strong to let them get in my vantage point/ 
 I waited to long, got the special blessing to anoint/ 
 These so called demons, scheming and plotting on my downfall/ 
 They laugh in the background, I get around ya'll/ 
 Because that's where I belong and need to be/ 
 They say the truth is the only thing to set you free/ 
 The lying media makes the most money/ 
 Conflicts of interest, I just want you to see/ 
 I'd rather be homeless, then never fulfilling my dome mess/ 
 Alone stressed, my dreams are my own, alone fess/ 
 Up already, don't be a cloned carbon copy/ 
 Clean up the world, don't leave it looking sloppy/ 

 (Hook) 
 These words given to me to give to you/ 
 Are the blessed gift given to very few/ 
 I slay rhyme skills with the cold technique/ 
 The love is truest fortune we seek/ 
 Even when times seem to be hard/ 
 Forever will life be a game of cards/ 
 Luck of the draw, hope for the best circumstance/ 
 Pray for the glory to shine and that you are given the chance/ 

 (Marino Maali Verse) 

 (Hook) 
 These words given to me to give to you/ 
 Are the blessed gift given to very few/ 
 I slay rhyme skills with the cold technique/ 
 The love is truest fortune we seek/ 
 Even when times seem to be hard/ 
 Forever will life be a game of cards/ 
 Luck of the draw, hope for the best circumstance/ 
 Pray for the glory to shine and that you are given the chance/ 

 I know under my conditions it's just a matter of time/ 
 I splatter these lines, never held or confined/ 
 I release from the inner visions of Mr. Wonder/ 
 Never wasting a second, who knows when I'm going under/ 
 I drink like a fish, my thought process doesn't fit/ 
 Enough words to explain what is bliss and what this is/ 
 It's more than music, it takes on different forms/ 
 Like a Decepticon ready to transform/ 
 The way others think and perceive what I am/ 
 Not from this planet but came to take a stand/ 
 For those who are like minded with the same energy/ 
 If only I had a single penny for every/ 
 Time that you didn't understand my actions/ 
 It would be in the one percent with dividends and fractions/ 
 That will never happen, strength is what I strive for/ 
 I just want to live my life and provide more/ 

 (Hook) 
 These words given to me to give to you/ 
 Are the blessed gift given to very few/ 
 I slay rhyme skills with the cold technique/ 
 The love is truest fortune we seek/ 
 Even when times seem to be hard/ 
 Forever will life be a game of cards/ 
 Luck of the draw, hope for the best circumstance/ 
 Pray for the glory to shine and that you are given the chance/

Coldest Technique (Feat. Marino Maali)

Produced By Danny Dee
Recorded & Edited By Sean Buck 
Artist Croosh

Simba (Simba) 

 We chilling out on a mountain/ 
 Out in Tanzania paper counting/ 
 Bouncing like some old Jay ish/ 
 We don't play shit, it's outrageous/ 
 Amazing flavors of sunsets/ 
 Strawberry sherbet, I ain't done yet/ 
 We got the cherry lime, honey dew/ 
 Sunny skyline overviews/ 
 Cobalt blue hues, during the daytime/ 
 Disperse, spray and replay lines/ 
 Back and forth with lion roars/ 
 Galloping gazelles, worldwide tours/ 
 Zebras bask, gators on the bank/ 
 Tropical birds on hippos that sank/ 
 Reemerge, attack, predatorily/ 
 Storms of stampedes quarterly/ 
 Elephants, rhinos, animal kingdom/ 
 They call me Simba, the king comes/ 
 On a safari, throughout the jungle/ 
 I'm a beast, nothing like a monkeys uncle/ 
 I'm the Rafiki they ask advice from/ 
 Nearby tribes make noise and strike drums/ 
 Speaking from native tongues in the motherland/ 
 I'm the brother-man, trying to expand my other plans/ 
 To move across this continent, reinvent my presence/ 
 To take my culture and bring it back to the essence/ 
 Hyenas smirk behind the tree planted on Earth/ 
 Speaking nothing but dirt until someone's hurt/ 
 I rework nature with the globe and creatures/ 
 I dig deep with my roots, the truth seeker/ 
 Survival of the illest, many seem weaker/ 
 I was brought up by the poor righteous teachers/ 
 Ancestry, a tree of my family/ 
 Can it be, that they plan to free/ 
 People as well as their open minds/ 
 If that's the case, I'll throw them mine/ 
 And so I climb to the peaks pinnacle/ 
 Overlook my dynasty ever so cynical/ 
 And just as I begin to pull facts out/ 
 I'm on the cliff dodging death ready to back out/ 
 Opposite of my father...

Simba

Produced by @trox-diesel
Vocals Recorded & Edited By @vincepeters
Artwork via J.Wav
Artist @brootmccoy

Extra Inventory (Prod. By Trox)

Produced by @thomashickey07
Vocals Recorded & Edited By @vincepeters
Artwork via Mike Smith AKA ms.jpegs
Artist @brootmccoy

Colossal(Prod. By Thomas Hickey)

Produced By @McCallaman
Recorded & Edited By @Seanbuckvibe
Artwork via @Sharkanthony
Artist @Croosh

Surrender (Prod. By McCallaman)

Drunk under the influence and I'm Mr. Influential/
I accept death before I reach, my full potential/
Black roses bloom, church organs fade out/
All my music compiles like garbage cause it's played out/
Gold teeth, purple drank, vibing hella slow/
Southern nights, drunken rhymes, nothing ever glows/
Evil looms, darkness, overhead/
Words that never reached you, better left unsaid/
An omen, a hex, life is but a curse/
The bugs in my brain are so hard to disperse/
Divulge the fact that shadows are talking/
The skeletons from the grave got up and started walking/
Low laughter loudend from the abyss/
Shackled to an ungodly exit makes me so pissed/
Eyes shut, I see straight ahead/
Drained lifeless carcass my soul must have fled/
Dreadful, spiteful, feel so demented/
Doomed, unglorified, I guess I should have repented/
Scents of ash, incense and burnt flesh/
Non existent is the feeling of being blessed/
Hell hasn't been discovered or even guessed/
No place is where I lay my head to rest/

Surrender (Prod. By McCallaman)

Produced By @l3urk x @heyiamkavil
Recorded & Edited By @Seanbuckvibe
Artwork via @Sharkanthony 
Artist @Croosh

26 & 96 (Prod. By Nvmbr x Kavil)

My entry for the Japan Nation cypher produced and hosted by▲神-J2.☯-神▼

Shogun (Japan Nation Cypher Entry)[Prod. By J2.☯]

Produced By @Henry-Krinkle
Recorded & Edited By @Seanbuckvibe 
Artwork via @SharkAnthony
Artist @Croosh

6 Dimensions

Beast, Demon, Darkness within/
Stuck beyond this worldliness engulfed in a sin/
Spirits roam the realm reaching for life/
Unfortunate night, not a god in sight/
Insight brought forth from inhibitions/
A soul who roams uncertainty, unknown is the mission/
Fission between being humble or hedonistic/
Life's complexity overpowers being simplistic/
The skies blackness is thicker than blood/
Ashes fallen on what once was/
A tear tatted on the face of a thug/
A rebel fighting gravely without a cause/
Weary travels on a path that's narrow/
Arrow pierced heart, calls of a sparrow/
What looms in, thunder that's booming/
The beautiful decay, fungus is blooming/
Ghostly entities float across the rooms/
A carcass lays snug on earth in a tomb/
Doomed is the feeling that beseeched/
Hell's fire reigned, grinding of teeth/
Reveled in nothing but deviance/ 
Sheer villainous immoral disobedience/
Isolated, colder than a Russian winter/
Trapped in a place no one can enter/
Centered, facial features melted/
The war within humanity, felt it/
No skies, no bibles, no idols/
Survival salute, shots from 21 rifles/
Battling oppression, internal aggression/
Infernal conceptions, unheard confessions/
This is what surrounds, beyond hell is bound/
Demonic energy is found in all that surrounds/
Infamous renowned, legions destroy what is now/
Unhappily, this tragedy is trapping he/
No escaping the grasp is deep/
Tossed to the curb like a trashy heap/
Tossed back a flask that seeped/
Inside his pores, no key to unopened doors/
Blood dug snug inside the floors/
Numbers came in 3's, 1 minus 4/
Negative, no sedative, monotonous, repetitive/
Regrets that just tore away at how he was bred to live/
Rebellion, the fight that outlasted/
Brain matter blasted, 6 dimensions crafted/

6 Dimensions (Prod. By Henry Krinkle)

Produced By @diege12
Recorded & Edited By @Seanbuckvibe 
Artwork via Maddison Stevens
Artist @BrootMcCoy Ghost @n3_ll

Fire (Feat. Ghost & Nell) [Prod. By Diege]

Produced by @The-Doppelgangaz
Vocals Recorded & Edited By @Seanbuckvibe 
Artwork via @Woody-Othello
Artist @Croosh

The Burbs (The Doppelgangaz Remix)

Produced by @oceanjams
Vocals Recorded & Edited By @Seanbuckvibe 
Artwork via @Woody-Othello
Artist @Croosh

Dreams Escape ([ocean Jams] Remix)

Produced by @deacon-lf
Vocals Recorded & Edited By @Seanbuckvibe 
Artwork via @Woody-Othello
Artist @Croosh

Dreams Escape (Deacon LF Remix)

Produced & Recorded by @90culture
Mixed & Mastered by @taylor-mccoy-953868471
Artwork via Zach Moldof
Artist @brootmccoy

Blue Gorilla Tactics

Rebellious Concrete Soldier

Produced by @lindecis
Vocals Recorded & Edited By @vincepeters
Artwork via Zac Helms
Artist @brootmccoy
Shouts out to @chillhopdotcom

Tut tut, it looks like rain/
I'm King Tut when he reigned over the sacred Egyptian plains/
Time to harvest these oats and grains/
My hope's for these hopeless lames/
I levitate on tracks, we don't float the same/
Target perfected the accurate scope with aim/
I flow regardless if they know the name/
I spit cold sick left with some swollen glands/
Brendan Frazier the Encino frozen man/
I ain't into holding hands, you need to grow and understand/
The same shit gets pitched to you over and over overhand/
I'm on point like the pyramids, aligned with the moonlight/
The guerrilla monsoon type, Blessing features like gesundheit/
Reaching new heights, lucrative recluse induced hype/
Nothing new you don't have to ponder who's nice/
My words to the ear are equivalent to a lightning bolt thrown by Zeus, strike!/
You must have missed what was thrown to you and struck out/
Luck's out, even if I only had half the skill and wrote with half the will/
I'd still put any rapper under the the earth pushing up daffodils/
And I'd still be thrilled to spill, even if it only paid half the bills/
Throwing some bows in a Thai Club, I'm Bill Blanks/
It's hard to give props and ill thanks, when you're trying to fill banks with swiss franks/
Lamp around in a house filled with fish tanks/
Need I say more playboy?, You wannabe knights get sliced with the claymore/
I feel like Rudy Rae Moore chilling with Ray Charles off an 8 ball/
An abstraction of the brain from sun up to day fall/
I hung up the phone when fate called, I manifest my own destiny/
Time and life's ills keep hard pressing me/
But I ain't stressing or letting it get to me/
A quick blow on my tea before I sip, heal & revive, the recipe/
Breathe in the essence of life, exhale any leftover unnecessary extremities/
A conscious remedy/
So heavenly/

Conscious Remedy

Conscious Remedy (Prod. By L'indécis)

Produced & Recorded by @90culture
Mixed & Mastered by @taylor-mccoy-953868471
Artwork via Zach Moldof
Artist @brootmccoy & @tareefknockout

Methodology (feat. TaReef KnockOut)

Coercion

Produced & Recorded by @90culture
Mixed & Mastered by @taylor-mccoy-953868471
Artwork via Zach Moldof
Artist @brootmccoy & @devinmalek

Plan Of Attack (feat. Devin Malek)

Military March Manual (Guide To An Eternal Soul)

Produced & Recorded by @90culture
Mixed & Mastered by @taylor-mccoy-953868471
Artwork via Zach Moldof
Artist @brootmccoy & @drosiph-purpen-kush

Banging On My Chest (Battle Cry) [feat. Antidote]

Produced & Recorded by @90culture
Mixed & Mastered by @taylor-mccoy-953868471
Artwork via Zach Moldof
Artist @brootmccoy @emceemath @rugodzilla @robregis @drosiph-purpen-kush & @cablewraps

Warfare (Extended Ambush) [feat. Math, RvGod, Rob Regis, Antidote & Cable Wraps]

Lyrics by @brootmccoy except for track 2 lyrics by @brootmccoy & @tareefknockout
Instrumentals by @wardwills , @shepardsounds , @donfenix & @thorkvisgaard 
Album artwork by Martha Dawson
Additional edits by Maddison Stevens
All tracks recorded, mixed & mastered by @vincepeters at Sumo Audio Recording Studios

6. Conscious Remedy (Redux) [Prod. By @wardwills]

5. Persistence (The Key To A Legacy) [Prod. By @thorkvisgaard]

4. Global Takeover (Prod. By @donfenix)

3. In Search Of... (Prod. By @wardwills)

2. You Want Bread? (Feat. @tareefknockout) [Prod. By @shepardsounds]

1. Strive (Self - Driven) [Prod. By @wardwills]

Produced By The Doppelgangaz 
Recorded & Edited By Sean Buck 
Artist Croosh & Iron Ora

I have a certain Ora like phosphorus/ 
 These rhyme schemed dreams stay monstrous/ 
 Certain nightmares seep through my sub consciousness/ 
 Honest, that this is easier than taking a piss/ 
 With watermelon size kidney stones/ 
 So it's not easy at all but I'm prone/ 
 To just terrorize and cause traumatic events/ 
 With no consent, I leave foes bent/ 
 I'm who they resent, they still get on their knees and repent/ 
 I damage their soul with no physical dent/ 
 The typical mythical Clark Kent/ 
 I'm who Zeus and the other Gods sent/ 
 Just some raw rap scriptures to read off/ 
 Feel free like jumping from the skyscraper B loft/ 
 Off balance, weight shifts like see-saws/ 
 Business enthusiast similar to my G-Pah/ 

 (It's just... A haunting melody) 
 (Me & Ora create... A haunting melody) 
 (A quick pen brushes... A haunting melody) 
 What a perfect occasion for.. A haunting melody) 

 [Iron Ora's Verse] 

 Chopped like Paul Bunyan, flipped by the onion/ 
 Spit the shit to keep Emcees running/ 
 Test trees, bless beats in my dungeon/ 
 We press heat while you press buttons/ 
 Stay dipped in the cut with a spliff lit/ 
 Sound ass with your craft, kid I'm gifted/ 
 Uplifted like I caught a spirit/ 
 Motherfuckers don't listen but they oughta' hear it/ 
 Most these kats tracks sound like they bought it clearance/ 
 On point, never catch me at a court appearance/ 
 Crate-digger writing rhymes that's more than searing/ 
 Plate bigger cause I got a good appetite/ 
 Fisher Price lines, spit into a plastic mic/ 
 Thought you had the gift?, ain't (w)rap it right/ 
 Ill magic every night like 32/ 
 Little do they know the rap game is virtual/ 

 (It's just... A haunting melody) 
 (Me & Croosh create... A haunting melody) 
 (A quick pen brushes... A haunting melody) 
 What a perfect occasion for.. A haunting melody)

Lurking In The Shadows (Feat. Iron Ora) [Prod. By The Doppelgangaz]

Produced by @loka404
Vocals Recorded & Edited By @vincepeters
Artwork via Maddison Stevens
Artist @brootmccoy

Therestofpotamia

Lara Croft (Double Ammunition)[Prod. by l o k a !]

Produced by @kilamusic
Vocals Recorded & Edited By @vincepeters
Artwork via @mass-hollow
Artist @brootmccoy

Intro-Spect (A Different Viewtiful Joe)[Prod. by KiLaMDaPro]

Produced By The Doppelgangaz 
Recorded & Edited By Sean Buck 
Artist Croosh

(Hello there, hello there) 
 It's just me preaching like a homily/ 
 An outcast of society, an anomaly/ 
 I know you haven't a problem with me/ 
 So solemn do they see the structure created to be/ 
 The double standard we hold with modern and olden/ 
 We watch slowly as the truth is unfolding/ 
 Cultures clash as do genres/ 
 Layered together but noodles are separated like lasagna/ 
 Double entendre, minds kept parallel/ 
 Twisted thoughts like ICP on a carousel/ 
 I must bid a farewell to the non like minded/ 
 The ones who stay enlightened have sight blinded/ 
 More flavors than Dr. Pepper, a rude heckler/ 
 Screechy feedback non mic checker, rhyme reflector/ 
 Sector ocho, loco alienated alien/ 
 Jumped on the catamaran and sailed in the wind/ 
 Checked the calculator timex, multiplied time/ 
 More ebonic lyrics and ultrafied rhymes/ 
 More obstacles to climb but still I find/ 
 A way to hurdle over every circumstance and I'm/ 
 More than most could have mustered/ 
 Your standing with feathers ruffled, very flustered/ 
 My circumference is vast on gravities stance/ 
 Transmorphers, I casually enhance/ 
 Sci-fi as a wise ass wise guy/ 
 Might I, look inside while sight dies/ 
 Lights dim, face turned grim/ 
 Tried again, began at the win/ 
 Lost in translation, won at comprehend/ 
 Still the face melts and the body does the Dahli bend/ 
 At night time there's more trife than ever/ 
 Holmes has the wit but the Watson is more clever/

After Dusk (Prod. By The Doppelgangaz)

Produced By The Doppelgangaz 
Recorded & Edited By Sean Buck 
Artist Croosh

Just broke from the Jaws of a shark/ 
 On the rise of brilliance like Tony Starks/ 
 Sparks fly, when I release raps/ 
 Fin submerged, gills open when I breath back/ 
 Just a pair of white socks, the remnants of my Uncle Rick/ 
 Something's wrong and my soul needs to be fixed/ 
 The heart inside me has changed into a different rhythm/ 
 The spirits that were in the sky now reside within him/ 
 There's comfort in darkness but the light reveals/ 
 The truth and all that it conceals/ 
 A man with almost nothing who chooses to give/ 
 Has a prosperous life that is long lived/ 
 I give glory that's all his, seriously it all is/ 
 The music is what structured all this/ 
 What you become after it's all said and done/ 
 Is determined on the mentality of being the one/ 
 And only for a matter of time, legacies are left/ 
 In one swoop, the thief stole using theft/ 
 Fan blades is what I stare at most days/ 
 Cold air in my face, thinking how I should give praise/ 
 The more I contemplate the stronger my mind grows/ 
 PTSD is hard to cope with, the Lord knows/ 
 Veteran of music since my first leave/ 
 The love and culture since my birth conceived/ 

 Out of vices, I've learned to break free/ 
 I try to leave it but the past keeps haunting me/ 
 Gave me more than I could even offer/ 
 Had a soul made of gold but it tarnished to copper/ 
 Strong willingness seems to let others down/ 
 In the beginning in a womb, the end is underground/ 
 I live in the moment but plan for what's to come/ 
 I reside in galaxies, strayed away from suns/ 

 The strength given to me by the support of some/ 
 Is the best feeling, the world I will give to them/ 
 I had issues in the past and even more as an adult/ 
 Praying for the following of thee occult/ 
 I assault lyrics with no regrets/ 
 I feel like I never have money and I'm always in debt/ 
 I swept past thick headed scoundrels/ 
 Who tried to take the gold and the crowned jewels/ 
 The safety of your family should be the first concern/ 
 But we all pass eventually, waiting on our turn/ 
 The Jaws of death waiting to clench down once more/ 
 To swallow you whole, nothing to wash ashore/ 
 The line between good and evil is drawn by you/ 
 The world is too complex, it's designed by who?/ 
 The Supreme Architect, respect is given/ 
 I strive my hardest, just keep living/ 

 Out of vices, I've learned to break free/ 
 I try to leave it but the past keeps haunting me/ 
 Gave me more than I could even offer/ 
 Had a soul made of gold but it tarnished to copper/ 
 Strong willingness seems to let others down/ 
 In the beginning in a womb the end is underground/ 
 I live in the moment but plan for what's to come/ 
 I reside in galaxies strayed away from suns/

Jaws (R.I.P. Uncle Ricky) [Prod. By The Doppelgangaz]

Produced By The Doppelgangaz 
Recorded & Edited By Sean Buck 
Artist Croosh

I'm a creature in your favorite Sci-shark feature/ 
 Defeat whatever you throw at me, either/ 
 It's the sick twisted, linguistic, dipstick/ 
 On the miss listed, most mic killer in existence/ 
 Orga beams blasting from the shoulder region/ 
 Seizing more legions during this season/ 
 These heathens are gunna have a hard time breathing/ 
 I can smell someone bleeding, It's the crew-neck crook thieving/ 
 The lyrics I spew might have you believing/ 
 That I'm someone I'm not, in that case I'm leaving/ 
 It's hard to explain the stains I enforce on your brain/ 
 This is gunna be one of those joints you need to retain/ 
 Never been sane, unless it's super, I never refrain/ 
 I'm the mega shark aerial when I take down planes/ 
 Back once more, leftovers get washed ashore/ 
 I got lost in war, don't get rocked my boy/ 
 Plotted, allotted top slotted/ 
 Hoping to venture from east to west getting spotted/ 
 I nodded to the noble ones and knocked out/ 
 I flattened some sober ones who said the were about/ 
 That life, that fools say they represent/ 
 I monopolize on that intent to a greater extent/ 
 So basically if you're whack you get attacked/ 
 The white Warren Sapp of rap dropping facts/ 

 (Hook) 

 [Cable Wraps Verse] 

 A distant creature born out of Indian totem poles/ 
 Soul captured and written and inscribed inside of Jehovah's scroll/ 
 A behemoth beast from the pits of those men deceased/ 
 A Demon looking for his way to peace or a fresh start at least/ 
 The chief enters premises as the arch nemesis/ 
 The devilish Reincarnation bastard shall level this/ 
 A clenched fist, grips the tool, to amplify the gift/ 
 Dirty teeth, a rotten human soul inside Hip-Hop exists/ 
 The Megalodon hit the world into a blunder/ 
 So the water grew and now Cable invades with hurricanes and thunder/ 
 Apocalyptic wonders asunder the world in under 7 days/ 
 I part the core to take all emcee lives away/ 
 All relentless power dignified my lonely road/ 
 And destined to manifest all that's left of your pathetic goals/ 
 Godzilla is CruciaL, So I'll be King Kong/ 
 The two savages to bring destruction in and be labeled Gods/ 
 A structured mind that reformulates my evil side/ 
 The end is now comin' so don't try, just prepare to die/ 
 Write your pathetic lines, the quicker you'll be doomed/ 
 My lyrics birth typhoons, monsoons and blow away the moon/ 
 I swiped the sun from the sky/ 
 Farted and froze hell, while my bars made the greatest of all angels cry/ 
 I don't know if this is hard for you to comprehend/ 
 I have fun destroying my pen/ (While you niggas eager to diss)

Megalodon [Remix] (Feat. Cable Wraps) [Prod. By The Doppelgangaz]

MC/Producer 
Respect The Vibe
Last Of The Brohicans 
Slut Time ⌚️

Broot McCoy

Popular tracks