From the legendary 
Glastonbury 
Imaginary 
Master the Berry hunt
Search for plenty
Rummaging in the foliage
Green from sun energy
Having a forage 
Enter the forrest
Trees point to cosmic rays
Setting starlight ablaze 
Trapping the memory of our ways
Enter gates naturally formed
By bushes with thorns
Pushes you on
The light the otherside calling you on like when you was born
Now all at once
Breathe a new breath
A nuance first baby steps
Correct your footing 
Accordingly adjusting 
Bring about a new way
System interruption 
Feet walk Earth touching 
Fingers caress the leafs 
A stress release 
A fresh belief 
Pressed to seek 
Speak and see 
so that we 
can manifest more easily 
Be at one with the science imagery 
You couldn't bite my lines 
Prickly spines make the process tricky
You couldn't spell illusion for the confusion and trickery 
Slippery slope, you're on I hope
You cope, Misty Avalon 
Full scope gritty war smoke 
Murder she wrote
The broke stumbling bag of nerves 
Shaking shadow
Braking arrow broken 
Nuclear device slam down like a judges' gabbil 
The Scribes the rabble at your door
With pitchforks strip horse of saddle
If this the final battle then light a candle 
Got you cornered like a right angle
I ain't concerned I'm quite thankful 
Why, thank you
Dismantle the chain and ball from your 
Tired ankle
For life as only gave you a dire sample 
There is hampul enough just a handful 
Ia all that's needed
The tranquil preceed it
That's how Eden was seeded only water  to feed it the process repeated,
greeted by the Sun's rising pattern 
Thrive the atoms rise the son's of Adam 
Bloodlines of Seth facing dragons 
Cities of Cain laid to ashes
In the higher classes, there's clashes
Over food rashions, then the crude happens ruthless actions
The truth crashes down
And in the heavy flood waves we Drowned 

Scribes making waves for that UK scene
Try and set the stage for our family overseas 
Avalon origination grow like trees
A new leaf we branching out spread the knowledge seeds

In the conquests someone had told Rome 
The British Isles was paved with gold 
And over our lands dragons roamed
Horse and cart Fryer Tuck with wine flagon to load
Perilous ride on this road with bandits to go
But our banner says 
We live by King Arthur's code
Travel into the fold, the cold dead of night
Wipe my runny nose
We have valour and character 
You amateurs simply strike a pose
Treading on toes but we twist our foes like a kaleidoscope 
It would be wise to know
Try this flow and it is likely though
That you will need patching up like a bikers coat
We strike, when needed most unseen as the ghost that resides at my side 
Abide or flee to the coast
Freedom is chose but the demons are close 
They interfering with my dreaming as soon as my eyes are closed
Until the minute I've awoke
In the battle smoke I choke with dry blood in my nostrils 
A battle cry no fallen Scribe apostles
Entered in the chronicles achieving the impossible 
So you better dig deep, bring your best shovel for obstacles 
Cos it's probable your inoperable 
Remain froze in the cold like a popsicle 
My pen game heat, its climate tropical 
With its own forna and flora 
Natural Rhyming formula 
a force of water that's unstoppable 
Crash to shore in waves 
Horus and Isis transform of a crisis Logical 
Into the horns of the lifeless adorned as the mightiest born of a Pisces
Prodigal student
Philosophical movement 
What are your optical in tune with 
It is not human it is obvious it as got confusing
A Subliminal war on self 
hard knocks we choosing 
With an inevitable conclusion that is not solution
But instead.....no fete but what we make
We just lay on a bed of ruin
In the dead of the gloom of night
Beneath a silver moon 

lyrics and beat written performed and produced by Codex Scrolls 
Scribes of Avalon 2024

Scribe apostles

Prof AG WotDaFurrrk  "Future Shock"

Danke Noetic on the beat

https://on.soundcloud.com/ah8yxfEvYxXeWTETA

Breakdown (Prod By Danke Noetic)

I Can't Stress This Enough If You Want To Learn The MPC Check Out Ave Mcree's Tutorials, thanks Ave.

Kalim (MPC X) {Instrumental} 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒅. 𝑩𝒚 Operation O™

track for: https://stbbforever.com #887
all sounds, drums etc. from Autechre samples

STBB [ All Autechre ] 887 - 3 Parts Deep ~ Beat Battle Ish

Max Dopamine- Vocals, Wood Agogo
Mxchael Shabazz- Vocals, Backing Vocals
Stephen Hero- Vocals, Guitar
Thunder Muzzle- Vocals, Backing Vocals, Bass
meorkat- Drums, Percussion
Victoria Muir- Inspired
Matt Mackenzie- Chillin'

SHUT UP & LISTEN (feat. Max Dopamine, Mxchael Shabazz, Stephen Hero, Thunder Muzzle)

#sessionMode 2024. A typical Saturday in Berlin. We love music. More session vibes coming soon. Love for all. Keep up the good work.

Title: Selfcare
Produced by: Danny Wyhze & Rimbo
Artist: Rimbo
Mixing: Danny Whyze
Mastering: Danny Whyze / VossBass

Selfcare

Selfcare - Rimbo

Quite Like Me

[Intro]
Yeah…
I hear noise, but no words in the jungle,
Say it with your chest — nah, haters fucking mumble!


[Hook]
Haters fucking mumble, voices all weak,
I spit with fire, my venom too deep,
They crumble in shadows, I rumble, I rumble,
Loud with my power — haters fucking mumble!


[Verse 1]
I’m a wolf in the night, I was bred by pain,
You’re a whisper in the dark, I’m a hurricane,
I carve with bars, execution-style flow,
Your lips move fast, but the words don’t show.
They scared to speak truth, so they hiss in disguise,
I cut ‘em wide open, no mask for their lies,
They tremble when my shadow creeps in their lane,
I eat up their silence, I thrive off the shame.


[Hook]
Haters fucking mumble, voices all weak,
I spit with fire, my venom too deep,
They crumble in shadows, I rumble, I rumble,
Loud with my power — haters fucking mumble!


[Verse 2]
I hear static when they talk, white noise in my ear,
I’m the voice of destruction, the end they fear,
They choking on envy, can’t form a line,
I’m poison in rhythm, my wrath divine.
I’m the reaper with a pen, execution’s my game,
They mumble in circles, can’t match my flame,
I turn whispers to ashes, silence to rubble,
Speak up or get crushed — haters fucking mumble!


[Bridge]
They mutter in the dark, but they never step up,
I break ‘em like glass when they test my luck,
Your echo’s too soft, I’m the quake, you the stumble,
Crown stays heavy — haters fucking mumble!


[Outro]
Haters fucking mumble, voices all weak,
I spit with fire, my venom too deep,
They crumble in shadows, I rumble, I rumble,
Loud with my power — haters fucking mumble!
Yeah… haters fucking mumble.

Haters Fucking Mumble!!

Oh no I'm Lobo killing a hobo with a LOW BLOW! 💥
Thank you for listening. ❤
Vocals from Bio Bane, Lord Score, & Unknown Entity
@biobane @zaita & @user-272909220
Instrumental by Ron Uzumaki
 @dj-ron-1993
& art is by me. 👌