Kidz Eatin' Crackaz (Freestyle w/CAPS & Shadow Of Mankind)

Crazy In The Head (Freestyle w/CAPS)

Ambience - Instrumental

Vocal samples from Cantinflas (Mario Moreno). He was a Mexican comic film actor, producer, and screenwriter and an iconic figure in Mexico and Latin America. Strings and chord Sample from "Let's Move" by The Foreign Exchange. Drums from my own personal live sample and sounds from Maschine Studio.

What's It Worth? - Instrumental

Stranger Things - Instrumental

This is my first Jay Dilla tribute beat. Nice, simple and deep.

Jay Dilla Tribute - Instrumental

Standing Still - Instrumental

A race against darkness. That's what the feel is like.

Steal The Gold - Instrumental

Outwit The Devil - Instrumental

The Mind - Instrumental

Fill The Void - Instrumental

The Narrow

AWAY - INSTRUMENTAL

CHORUS
Sentidos en la piel 
Escalofríos de más
Tu presencia sobre mi 
No paro de habitar 
Lo que siento dentro mi 
Es más que escuchar
Lo que encuentro dentro mi 
Es donde tu estas 
VERSE 1
Ando en la ultima
Chanza que me has dado 
Tiraste un dado 
En cuanto yo te hize un lado 
Esperando por lo que ando orando 
Ahogando en el océano 
Mas triste levantando
Los que escogen muerte
Sobre la pesas diarias 
La gente sufre enfrente
En superficies lisas ando 
Gateando buscando
La luz y la verdad
Con quien es mi amistad
Hasta la eternidad 

CHORUSX2

VERSE 2
Andabas en un tiempo gobernado 
Sin la luz
Voltea así a la cruz clavada en tu pared
O si entiendes lo que crees 
Que tener un crucifijo 
Que se cuelga en tu pecho 
Es lo que se necesita 
Para andar en el estrecho
El camino más difícil 
Que tu puedas encontrar
No hay de que borrar 
Lo que hize en el pasado es olvidado como crees 
Se devuelve cuando el pez se come otro pez!

CHORUSX2

Outro
Y asi es la vida(x6)

Movie Sample  (JESUS)
"Pues al que tiene se le dara mas
Pero al que no tiene
Inclusive hasta lo cree tener se le quitara.."
"Los que oyen el mensaje de dios 
Y lo ponen en práctica 
Esos son mi madre y mis hermanos"

Sentidos

Verse1
I sit down to consider my situation and results
Before I hit the seizure I begin in a convulse
My mind is a white hole it is expulses negativity
So I take my hip-hop and mix it in with relativity 
I'm not just a lyricist rather a lyrical physicist 
I pull out of my brain everything that'll coexist
Like the topics to write
I'll incalculably ignite a metaphorical fugue
Of a machine not just a spirit
I'm entwining my enhancement so that everyone can hear it
Can anyone make sense or do they vaguely dispense?
Man I hate your repeatance it all annoys me with conclusion
These innovative thoughts have the state of infinitude
I've exceeded my dilemma In delusion with solitude
Its a triumph of cleverness and flexibility of my language 
I'm just a nucleotide that'll collide you with the anguish
So now react to my mind as it attacks

Hook
If celestial mind is what seems to be confined
Then terrestrial kind is what all of I can find
Because I'm after my shrine to behold the power fine 
Now I hold the hour glass infinite is space and time

Verse 2
I've been spitting sophisticated articulated artilleries
Coming out of the irrigation from my sedimented arteries
Like an augur fortelling an omen secrets derive from cavities
Just imagine a youthful pagan with a mind that'll blast shrapnel's
While meditating in pagoda's 
Alliterating ideas of this Achilles and this Tortoise 
What is melting!?
Under photons of knowledge is the iciness of my words
Now my gnome is coming in handy
Except when it splits in thirds
And tells me the expert serpent to be expatiating excerpts
Whether or not I'm an immaculate acolyte I murder a mic
With my bolstering Gnosticism that'll hinder the heed to light
Esoterically I'm a samurai that'll vanquish Brobdingnagians 
So dovishly now Gulliver travels when asked what age he may be in
Crossing! 
To where I spit a nucleus vertically
Is The Myth of Sisyphus 
I'm  Edgar Allen's Pantheon
That's maintaining inertial force
With the cataclysmicist withholding the toxicity!

Hook

Verse 3
My chalcedony told me I have been the guru
Asking me "what typifies loftily?"
It's the grand eloquence of my locust!
Satisfactorily!
My cyclopean opus is what cut back your life wrenched
While an M.C. Escher image in the mind was left to etch
Passing through my mystical epitaph is the righteous and palatial
Too beneficial to echelons while this solvent becomes glacial
To any karyotipical form!
My initiative is to figuratively diminish the insipids 
With ultraviolet amulets that clog me up
I'm a cosmic orifice 
My power is now omniscience 
A universal aperture is my consciousness 
So with my subterranean view
More influence than the elitist of the few is what I spew
It's like my iconoclast too vorpal for the situation 
Than without subtleness of the stanchion 
You plummet to stagnation
Due to emptiness of the glass meditation now releases
This hypothetical thesis.

Hook

Synthetic Synopsis

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