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Yo, shoutout to the boffins with the goggles on tight, 
Thinkin’ rockets made of metal gonna conquer the night. 
You flexin’ steel tubes like it’s cosmic finesse, 
But ecology been runnin’ tech you can’t even address.

You brag about engines, equations, thrust — 
But your toys fall apart when they taste a little dust. 
You call it “advanced,” but let’s keep it real: 
Your whole toolset’s basically a caveman’s wheel.

You build dead tech — rust, crack, break. 
Nature builds systems that adapt when they wake. 
Forests self‑heal, oceans self‑tune, 
Your rockets need maintenance every afternoon.

You worship combustion like it’s some divine spark, 
But a mushroom can terraform a planet in the dark. 
A coral reef engineers cities with ease, 
While your megaprojects collapse in a breeze.

You think you’re the future? Nah — you’re the glitch. 
Try keepin’ life alive with a wrench and a switch. 
Ecology’s the tech that’s been runnin’ the show, 
A billion‑year algorithm you barely even know.

Your labs chase theories, your models chase fame, 
But a rainforest runs physics you can’t even name. 
You study “systems” like you’re crackin’ a code, 
But the code wrote you, bruv — welcome to the node.

You call your machines “cutting‑edge,” “next‑gen,” “elite,” 
But they die in the vacuum like they forgot how to breathe. 
Life don’t travel in steel — it travels in flow, 
In loops, in cycles, in systems that grow.

You ain’t takin’ mankind to the stars with a drill, 
You need habitats that heal, adapt, and chill. 
Macro‑life vessels grown cell by cell — 
That’s the tech that survives where your rockets fail.

So keep your lab coats, your grants, your pride — 
Ecology’s the engine that’ll carry the ride. 
You ain’t the masters — you’re barely the interns, 
Tryin’ to decode what the forest already learns.

Stone‑age science with a Wi‑Fi twist, 
Still thinkin’ metal is the peak of the list. 
But the cosmos don’t care for your brittle machines — 
It wants ecosystems, membranes, genes.

So step aside, boffins — take notes, not offense. 
Nature been runnin’ tech that actually makes sense. 
You want the future? Then study the tree. 
Ecology’s the blueprint — the rest is debris.

Yo, let me school these boffins with a fact they fear, 
Living tech runs circles ‘round your whole career. 
Ecology’s a loop — tight, clean, supreme, 
A system where waste becomes fuel in the stream. 
No toxins, no trash, no landfill scars, 
Just cycles so perfect they embarrass your Mars.

Your machines spit poison, your engines leak death, 
But a forest breathes life with every breath. 
You build tech that kills the system it’s in, 
While nature runs tech that recycles the sin. 
Every leaf, every worm, every fungal thread — 
Turns death into soil where new life’s bred.

You call that “primitive”? Bro, that’s elite. 
Your whole industry can’t compete. 
You brag about “innovation,” “breakthrough,” “design,” 
But a meadow been doing closed‑loop since the dawn of time.

And here’s the irony that makes the cosmos laugh — 
You missed the greatest tech ‘cause you lived in its path. 
Too close to the wood to see the trees, 
Too deep in the forest to feel the breeze. 
Your own body is a biome — a loop so tight, 
It recycles itself every day and night.

Your cells die off? The system reclaims. 
Your gut flora runs chemical games. 
Your blood filters toxins, your breath feeds trees — 
You’re a walking ecology, bruv, engineered with ease. 
But you study dead tech like it’s holy writ, 
While the living tech inside you is the real legit.

You live your whole life in a closed‑loop zone, 
A self‑repairing palace you don’t even own. 
Your body’s the blueprint, the prototype key, 
But you too busy worshipping steel to see.

Let Me School These Boffins!

MOON

Villain (Ft. Lveezy)

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Nuclear (ft. PrinXXX) Official Audio
Produced by Max Pelto

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Lyrics:

(Its PrinXXX)
She all on my dome
But I'm holding my own
Stop calling my phone
This shit is so old
I'm moving on
Ima get through this strong
Feelings all gone
Like a nuclear bomb

I was tired of the tripping
Now its money over bitches
Put them jiggers in my system
And my diamonds go ballistic
Smoke a blunt to lift my spirits
Drown myself with all the liquor
Every time I miss her
I up my dose, I get sicker

She all on my dome
But I'm holding my own
Stop calling my phone
This shit is so old
I'm moving on
Ima get through this strong
Feelings all gone
Like a nuclear bomb

My head is spinnin' I cannot breathe
My heart is racin' and I cannot sleep
I let the drugs take control over me
I get high and avoid all of the bad energy

She all on my dome
But I'm holding my own
Stop calling my phone
This shit is so old
I'm moving on
Ima get through this strong
Feelings all gone
Like a Nuclear Bomb

Feel like I'm loosing myself
I'm feeling like someone else
I turn to drugs for their help
Cause I don't have no-one else
I'm an emotional mess
But I'm just trying my best
She ripped my heart out my chest
Come and pay your respects

Nuclear - PrinXXX (prod. Max Pelto)

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Kandy Land (Official Audio)
Produced by Max Pelto

Kandy Land

Engineered @Moodyswrld 
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est. 2019

Kandy Land

Max “The Magician” Pelto

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