The second track from the EP, Synopsis the mixtaep is disoriented.


Disoriented starts with waker bragging about lyricism and continues with the talks about his state of mind. In the outro of the track he tries to push himself from the low self esteem.


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Lyrics 


You only know what I mean if you really know what I'm in! 

When I say I don't pretend that, I wholly meant that/ I can't make ornamentals where my whole league's spented,/ well I'm not demented, I'm not bent only adamant one/ that you tried on repented and see yourself stay cemented, brain's disoriented



Verse :


Everytime I rhyme I recidive this crime/ I'll stick your feature time, I'm far your reach your prime!/ well I don't preach to shine, I unleash upon your spines/porcupines! off your ties occupied concubines!/ Whether my weather eyes can surmise thy disguise/ like a stylite, I'm on watch from those mighty heights /now that I've seen delight pouring my life in mimes/ no mirages! Y'all know where I dwell on??(high sea tides)/ always hydrated on what might rated as most hated/ a naked saint debated and decorated with your favourite paint/ drawing figures unsaid/ I'm operating from my secret basement where I take them stakes, wake em, portray them strange!/ Chasing them told tales, blowin them nosegays, leadin them both ways! Things that are fore said not for my showcase, quote me profane that's more propane to my battering ram to open those gates with more bass to your face! Kuchiyose! Bring out toad sage!

Ohh Wait this ponies bended/screaming my flow disoriented/ no this beat is complimented in a way to see your showbiz ended/ well that includes a myth of a known dementor/ sucking all the truth and choke your centers/ pose your mentals/ those who enters/ souls to rentals/ yeah! damn you're not in belly of whale you're trippin on scale like a bitch you are laid so they can prevail by shaping the tales and making their way/ this war been made not on saddle, in chains, like cattle you graze on the remains, your salaries paid and there is no break for sally to make fucking sake to escape!!

Damn This scotch made me cross-fading, I've been lost lately, mastrubating while two ass debating, ' I'm procrastinating?!' 
Now that I'm up for taking I found a lot of shit unfascinating 
But I'll keep on raiding, waving till I make my sails captivating! Like that will make me still in the treasure of Davy/ oh my soul been fading since I taste this apple two phasing I got this snake in my basin spitting wisdom of chasing the tricks surfacing the made up maze I keep biting on my tail that shit basic but I'm self effacing!
I can barely listen am i turning to Mother carey's chicken
All the fairies driven Searching for them ways to return 
Playing dead weight and hidden in the game envisioned 
I'm in self made prison hell raise in and I'm praising them for ages I let them graze on how can I get amaze on anymore, 


Bridge:


And my Heaven's gates, fascinates passing days with mad debates, navigates abandoned ways this bandit trades for banned tales, marinates hand granades oh the glad it takes in contra bands to flat them brains speghatti phase and atoms blaze!



Outro:


Son You better consider not doubt your drug, doubt is drug! 

Will you be another one fiending on fuck! self destruct 

What happened to will wheeling over earth! push the guts! 

You always dreaming of hunting, not enough, raise above (a bow)! 

Cus you want to stay unseen from these trusts, you losing your wealth! 

Wasn't that the way you want it to end, why can't you go be yourself! 

You think why you not getting them in line, rephrase backwards your past ten lives! 




Disoriented

Pleasures is the first track from the EP Synopsis the mixtaep by MWaker, who is the member of Hyderabad rap crew Nawab Gang. 

In this song waker talks about the pleasures to which he was addicted, even though he knows the pain it brings and relates it to the society which has been failing to look at the bigger picture for small pleasures and abusing the freedom in general. 

Lyrics

Hook:

All these creatures from eyes, ears eating away my sane years!!
Prayers to save us, echoes with blaze tears!
Where's in my conscious I'm bold, full of treasures! 
Prolly fuckin' with precious for bodily pleasures!


Verse 1:

Time flies by, so does my pain multiply! 
ride or die, I'm lying nullified! 
Back while I got oars to tide, 
I was chose to provide to course new divide! 
With the force on my side or worse with no mind
I was rose to be blind with chores playing proud 
Bound, hound, frowned in state of that sound
What I've drawn! bad blood all around 
I surrounded, eyes are grounded
I surrendered to wise I found, 
Vice I round with price, I hound, 
Highs I drowned with lies I crowned! 
I'm Crazed inside, fazed insight, rage in! 
Fate inscribed hate, inspite Waging
Close to the void, force to avoid, Hop(e) into bribe, broke in the vibe, broken ride, satanic mind!! 




Verse 2:

See me liftin' myself up in sublimation! 
Been whippin my tongue and dub the nation 
Growing impatient being subtle in patience 
Goes ouroboros, doped assimilation!
Play a sin in fashion to glow in-glorious
Ave maria's slay as virtuous! 
Be in-fectitious slip on shoes for us
Same bloody chorus, eternumerous! 
Better humour us or we, well lost in plurals 
Clueless, brings true us, colassal manoeuvres, 
Cause huge turnovers might turn overdoses 
So pause this and pass us ramen in doses
Panem et circences, farce em at my senses
toss em to high tenses, flawless in expenses, 
play them defences, crow independences! 
In and hence renences penaissance! 

Hook :

Freedom, I need it, 
You got it, go greed it
Freedom, I need it, 
You got it, go greed it
I can't see it I can't see it I can't see it I can't see it


Hook:

All these creatures from eyes, ears eating away my sane years!!
Prayers to save us, echoes with blaze tears!
Where's in my conscious I'm bold, full of treasures! 
Prolly fuckin' with precious for bodily pleasures! 
All these creatures from eyes, ears eating away my sane years!!
Prayers to save us, echoes with blaze tears!
Where's in my conscious I'm bold, full of treasures! 
Prolly fuckin' with precious for bodily pleasures! 

Pleasures

A Story to be told, is the third track from the EP, Synopsis the mixtaep.


In this track, waker tries to regain his lost faith by accepting both depression and cheerfulness as one.

In the song, he portrays faith as itself, depression as death and cheerfulness as life with characters faith, Freya and Zoe respectively in an eternal war.





Lyrics 


And there is a story to be told

Come and take a look at them approach

from three different worlds, these little birds,

Freya, faith, zoe, playing same chords!


(Verse) 


The one with the Freya, she carries death slayer,

from deepest of layers, she's a real player,

made her way clear from valleys ethereal,

reasons unclear but destined to be here,

through this cave in a maze, there she found faith

in dire straits, pacing fates with graceful gait,

ain't afraid, incenerates she levitates,

like a blaze, off this maze, oh! such a sage!

much to amaze, arrows engage from golden bow

Oh that's zoe, piercing foes, whom you never know!

what she endowed to roll in glow, the way she goes

blow after blow, world mortal can't own!

harmones uproar, sight that never been told, 

witness them soar, blazing slayer round the bow, 

no more rigmarole, glory, glamour as the might unfold

incendio, the inferno that's way better show!

On they go doing mystical dances over rainbows, 

there ain't no chances, penances nothing needed to enhance, thus to blessed with gold cancers from all blood romances, they ain't looking for answers, no more after these chapters, 
Freya got it right when she know that none can buy 
death by handing life/ when only, it can end this fight, so she says goodbye leaving her scythe aside returned to ashes from where she arise, 
Then comes zoe, one with the bow, looking down from above, its all foul, play of this world what happened while ago, she now knows that one can go to whatever flow, cus life is everywhere and now she is prepared, 
Only left remains , she accepts bow and slay, 
what she can lose? what she can gain? what is her aim? 
Want to be a Saint! Want to represent, 
What can withstand you say! the pure flow of faith!!


Outro 


Now that faith felt both the extremes, she knows now, 
There are no wins, there are no sins and there is no reason to stay pinned and so she break the shackles and opened her wings and took the flight to tookover every dream! 





A Story to be told

Code, is the Skit from the EP, Synopsis the mixtaep placed fourth in the tracklist.


In code, Mr.D and his assistant lands in a very strange place after passing through many portals while they where travelling by a spaceship and ended up finding a CODE.




Skit


(energy increasing rapidly) 

Ass: the energy detector grades are in haste..!(sarcastically) 

But nothing can be seen in our radar! (doubtfully) 


Mr.D : I sense adventure 


(sucked through invisible portals ) 


(distorted voices) 

(Ass: is that a wormhole!

Mr.D : no this is something different) 


(exit portal)


(space ship door opens) 

Walks out 


Mr.D : I'm feeling, strange! 


Ass : reading the location 


(system get hacked and receives a code) 


Mr.D :  


Ass: looks like some kind of code... This text is obsolete! 


Mr.D : trace the source. 


Ass: we can't find it, it's everywhere


Mr.D : decipher it now.


Ass: running archive


Mr.D : I feel like I don't exist, but I'm here


Ass: so is the code.... It's been there all the time 


(ass running program to decipher) 


(after few seconds) 


Ass: text converted!   

'The one who holds the key must not sleep'


Mr. D : I know what this is! 




Code (SKIT)

Waker is here is the Fifth track from the EP, Synopsis the mixtaep. 


Waker introduces his confident self and his lyrical ability on this funky beat. 


You not gonna get this straight and clear 

Ready to get played, waker is here! 




Lyrics 


Bang them dreams 
Wake up it's time to get the mad Grade up 
Man if you want to know what is really real be surreal ! 
And as of now since you all are here, remember 
You are not going to get anything straight and clear! 


(VERSE 1) 


Alright enough with the intro's, in goes /waker, welcomes all gringo's jump out windows/ when I ring those,either feed to be flamingoes or flee like springboks or spring souls or idiosynchros!

I'll walk you through the most, mean course as the beat goes all greed hoes you can't seek world from your peep holes, don't smoke cheat codes, I mean credos and to sweep ghosts with a riposte I'm your reap source! 

The host will treat folks with these words,speak dope and reach out your free flows, if your ethos dare tree pose you'll eat roast neep toasted sweet toes wearing three-fourths ! 

Wherein remorse! Oh chicos! we can reverse embryos, so may reed grows and reforms as heroes or mealworms! But, whence a speech sold can it be retold!! 



Hold up, hold up, hold up

You people still don't get it, 

You got played and you don't know why!

Son, waker is here! 



(HOOK) 


You're not going to get this straight and clear 

Ready to get played cus waker is here

You're not going to get this straight and clear 

Ready to get played cus waker is here

You're not going to get this straight and clear 

Ready to get played cus waker is here

You're not going to get this straight and clear 

Ready to get played cus waker is here




(VERSE 2) 


Know the wordsmiths, whole scripts loads with occult switch,

goes forthwith, forklifts, slow wit's foul tricks! 

no poneglyphs note this, behold whips that blow cribs, 

throw off cliffs the sworn hyms of Anthony's sorceries,

My poetics forbids ogres turn grotesque!

shows yellow bricks to morphemes and awake em as tolkeins, no sins, don't hold wills, don quixote better notice,

this ride ain't no monomyth, don't roll with inglory!

My inventories holds stories, folk lore this 

raise purgatories on all of your gluttonies,

Don't take the synopsis for apotheosis,

Cus bigotries don't let you climb those bigger trees,

my word speaks truth and produce the new sense!

I'll let you some loose ends so you could get clues son,

You lost when you lot took it for nuisance

choose one, either cruise with truth or spoon on conclusions!



(HOOK) 


You're not going to get this straight and clear 

Ready to get played cus waker is here

You're not going to get this straight and clear 

Ready to get played cus waker is here

You're not going to get this straight and clear 

Ready to get played cus waker is here

You're not going to get this straight and clear 

Ready to get played cus waker is here

Alright all aboard, waker is here 

For the pot of gold, waker is here 

If you can't afford, waker is here

Ready to get played, waker is here 

Cupid is so stupid, waker is here 

he don't knew shit like I knew this, waker is here 

Chew you like a toothpick, waker is here 

Ready to get played, waker is here  

Waker is here 

Waker is here 

Waker is here 

Waker is here 



Waker is here

The lost sons is the sixth and final track from the EP.


The lost sons is a satire on humans world, who lost their ways, running behind and fighting for not worthy things.



Lyrics


(Intro) 


Alright! 


Let's get this thing back together 


(Hook) 


Common where you running running running 

Whats so hurry hurry hurry huh


(Verse) 


In glor(e)uphonious curious vibe, deceived by device, this homicide pass through artifice drew a premise and called it 'vice',


not 'the wise', he got disguised and bought demise, for what price, paid all in highs!!! Made compromise, gone in miles, plotting skies withwicked signs,


This Hermaphrodite, begun to provide, them aphrodites in lot to go might, psych out but got caught in own spice, brides own rise from surprise spines! 


spined for those cries calling prides, mad chaos, he lost insight brought bad flavours to his diet and he remained there still inspired, 


Uh! this! Pride, Nouveau riche ', gods to be pleased his eminence grise, ups avarice, What it is? Lost indeed got half nourished, 


Flourished in blandishments, in an instance, lose persistence for pleasures and he got bent on for fiction called benediction, 


Oh! This one less son in for perfection, went past diction in destruction, lose patience in damnation and plotted emancipation!


Sucked into his own creation Trust in Resurrection left mad directions for generations and exclamations to the questions! 


( Prehook) 


DAMN son, 

Motherfucker where you running at

Are you mad son

Stop right there and think for one second

GODDAMN son

There goes another one behind the band

You know you the lost one 

Man You're losing yourself man


DAMN son, 

Motherfucker where you running at

Are you mad son

Stop right there and think for one second

GODDAMN son

How long are you planning on staying in box 

You know you are the lost one

 you are hanging yourself to blah blah bluh bluh blah



(Hook) 


Common where you runnin runnin runnin to?? 

(where you running at) 

Uh!! What so hurry hurry hurry hurry for?? 

(stop there) 

where you runnin runnin runnin to?? 

(I mean stop there) 

What so hurry hurry hurry hurry for?? 

(man you losing yourself) 


(Outro) 


Stop walking in shadows 

Get out from there 

Don't get too shallow

It's so much deeper than you know 

Wake up from tomorrow 

You slept long enough

Leave the past for sorrows 

Stop walking in shadows 

Get out from there 

Don't get too shallow

It's so much deeper than you know 

Wake up from tomorrow 

You slept long enough

Leave the past for sorrows 

DAMN SON! 

