In Habitat, ScaL and @profmayfly explore the implications of the human inclination to adapt by manipulating their environment and ponder the natural state of humanity.

@bcfcollab

Life in the jungle 
Was rough and tumble
With a humble rumble
And a dirty bumhole
We would hunt the jungle
Bang drums for fun
Let the jungle jangle
Through the thickest tangles
On the ferns we trample
Hunter gather, a thankful handful
For a berries bramble 
Is a fruitful sample 
Of the ample land
And we’d stand in the midst 
Of the perfect bliss
Collect the fungus among us
eyyy
Have some fun with some fun guys
All part of the tribe
Oooo
Id like to emphasize
Before you criticize
 talking about flies
And how youd despise
Not living your life
In the comfort of your luxuries
We 
were magicians, musicians
Technicians of superstition 
With elite intuition 
Less stressed competition 
More tradition, ambition, and shared condition
The jungles still there if you listen 
But no, 
nobody gon listen to me 
Put down the remote, as you float
To a place so remote 
youd rather the static you addict 
You love the TV


So id like to know what were we thinking as incans or
get in the mind of before there were mayans 
To hunt like a jaguar
So bizarre who we are 

So id like to know what were we thinking as incans or
get in the mind of before there were mayans 
To follow that true north star









And Im not saying i'm an anthropologist
i never did claim to be a biologist,
Some typa dope historian
or  archaeologist
but I get the gist.
I just think its odd i guess
That we once were one with the earth
All interlocking parts of a great school of thought
never scared of getting lost
Or afraid of the dark
Always looking at the stars
Universe was ours
Now were living as guests 
Coming in like we were aliens
Sedate the animals
Take genetic samples
and start tracking them
So we could preserve
If we want to learn to preserve
we should learn to observe
How the jaguar are
And reserve the jungle
To the rightful king
Its a hell of thing
see we are not the center of a flat earth 
in a sympathetic universe
We are flat foot first
On balance beam of beaming light
When you dream tonight
You are life extraterrestrial 
Celestial
probably depressed 
You still gotta day job
But hey they say hard work pays off. 
Dude
Thats only true
 if the work you do’s for you
oooooooOOOOOoooooooooo isnt it true

And id like to know what were we thinking as incans or
get in the mind of before there were mayans 
To follow that true north star
To who we are
To who we are












A conquers dream
a land littered
With gold and emeralds
other precious minerals
And a gold man made king
And he 
Glitters and gleams
In coronation
Leading leading explorations 
To defy all patience 
Embarking on the devastation
Of lives of many men
 and a whole civilization
All to pave a road
To the myth of
El dorado
Ironically they never saw though
Riches at their toes
Presupposed
To believing in ghost
Only glittering gold
Is what they sent for
Never repent for
Wars of attrition 
There will never be admission
Or even recognition
That devastation
Is a human tradition
Of imperialism

what is it with are isms
Feel like im with em 
Then they get dogmatic
Just about had it
When they hit em with doctrine
Talking this and that and its “facts”
AHHKTUALLY

Im a naturalist
So naturally
Im tryna act naturally
Speak rationally 
Ask the lorax 
to go ask the trees
so i can see 
past all these 
Fake kings
Manufacturing catastrophes
Through a bastion of blasphemy
Callous academies
Selling you agony 
Way too casually cavalier 
Poison our atmosphere
Now the
Water turned acidic 
which was crystal clear
Animals all go extinct 
as they disappear
We still Interfering with the biosphere 
Just so we can engineer
Perfect entertainment
Lost imagination
Dont look at the earth with amazement
Made a maze to replace zen 
Like were made men
we betrayed them 
Strayed from the ancients 
complacently 
Face it we’ve 
forgotten our roots

Jungle Jangle (Feat. Prof. Mayfly)

In Habitat, ScaL and @profmayfly explore the implications of the human inclination to adapt by manipulating their environment and ponder the natural state of humanity.

@bcfcollab

I made super haste
As if cyberspace
Cyber punk bumps
To the bass in trunk
Hella glitchy
Itchy
Driving up 95 
Alive 
city to city 
Following roadlines
21st century living
In the back of my mind
Im 
The man on the move
Smooth
We going
Miles
Like kinda blue
Styles like 
Kinda new 
Thats so kind of you
Eying me
Saying i to you 
Am like 
Ein
Meets bag of booze
And i got the crazy hair to boot
But havent gone nuclear yet
Still stupid obsessed 
With frontiers
Like cowboys In the wild west
Tame the wilderness
Got dressed
And put a roof overhead
And said
And thats thats 
Its a brand new habitat
Its natural
Anything human in fact
From mud huts to mansions
From spears to space landings
From books to cybernetic implants and
And every scientific standing
Technologically
We’ve ceased be fleeced 
By disease
And learned
To fall asleep in peace
Safe from the beasts
Part of what it means to be a human being
Is seeing through the thickets and brush
And building up from the sticks
Like your living in rust
But now we so past that
It looks like starcraft
As as matter of fact
Can i get some vespene gas



Blast my silly ass into the matrix
This’ll be my 15 seconds of fame
Win some silly prizes 
When you play some silly game
But are you not entertained

We are in overdrive 
so relieved to be so alive
To watch an empire rise 
Until it dies
Counting paces
To make sense of spaces
Turns to 3d 
Cut and paste
Laser surveyors 
with
Layers upon layers
Of beautifully traced
Empire states
For the empires sake
Excelsior
Build it
Higher and higher
Turn the Amplifiers 
Higher and higher
Man i get that
I like to play creator too
I like to be creative too
Every bit of space aged angst is a part of
Its not apart from you 
Sychronized lives through a satellite
The internets inception
Was inflection point
We strive for perfection 
This is natural selection
How can we look at what we make
As an infection
You want to talk about bizarre
Thinking you know anything about the stars
Whenou are Just a blip upon a radar

Way away
Fade away

And in that moment i was far away
I was lost in my bars
I could have been anyplace
So far away
Felt like an astronaut  
Caught 
In a rocket ship of thoughts
project gemini
Set aside
Everything that i knew 
To be true
And deified myself 
Through the AI of my minds eye view
Mind you i was flying to my doom

There goes me
Always on the move 
following
Roadlines of the  mind
From  point A to point B  
Why would i slow down
When knowing i was homebound
Its useless
the truth is
The road is still in front of us
Will have risen from the dust
Fumbled out of trouble
We applied that human touch 
Earth is plenty bountiful and we have achieved
A world where nearly everyone can eat
men will go to mars
Find our place among the stars
Colonizing every planet
As we outgrow ours

Roadlines (Feat. Prof. Mayfly)

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