This album has been in the works for about 3 years now, The theme of the album is change. I hope everyone who listens enjoys it!

Special thank you to everyone involved!
Elijah The Alchemist
Dawn Treader
Purple Ranger
Fiori
Akate47 
Ngajuana

Manic State Syncopation

My 3rd album, Hope you all enjoy!

Special thanks to:

Daktoa Trews, Carter King, Strange Breed, J.Revvy, Arc and MJ Ultra

In Motion

Young Bob James

Different Dimension

Fear Prod. By Elijah the Alchemist

Bendii Syndrome

Stupid Speech

Like That (Feat. Dawn Treader)

Immortal Prod By. Elijah the Alchmeist

Ambition Feat. Strang Breed

Loverboy

Hold my Tongue

Haunted Racks

Reach For The Stars Prod. By Elijah the Alchemist (Feat. Strange Breed)

I'm tired of fake shit.

Produced by Neck:
https://soundcloud.com/neckmakesart

Lyrics:

It was about 7 years ago
When I first opened my dome
To the flows and notations
It's so damn amazing what can be done with phrasing
College drop out, but it's engraved in the grey bits
Finally emerge, like it came from the basement 
Calls from the premises
But I'm too high, up the precipice
You'll just have to knock
If you want that 20 questions shit
But I'll never engage
Ghost face is lookin weaponless
Bullet proof vest, that's a jest
Never safe from death
We've proven that shit 
Time and time again
You're not built to protect
You're not built to relent
The only thing you do
Is fail to keep ahead 
And that shit is falling off your shoulders
Keep it up with duct tape
Scaffold around the bolder
It couldn't hold the weight
The ego just to great
You gotta dial it back 
Or the phone'll ring your fate 

Spill that shit like Ghostface
Until the crib is oh faced
Spill that shit like Ghostface
Until the crib is oh faced
You taking it at slow pace
I pass you by with no trace
You taking it at slow pace
While I pass you by with no trace
Spill that shit like Ghostface
Until the crib is oh faced
Spill that shit like Ghostface
Until the crib is oh faced
You taking it at slow pace
I pass you by with no trace
You taking it at slow pace
I pass you by with no trace 

Call you up, I got a game
Looks like you forgot a name
That's just too fuckin lame
Now you gotta fuckin hang
String you up from a couple puffs
If you got couple bucks
Or stand to the left
If that's too much
If that's really too much 
Take a CD too
I'd rather you listen
Become one of the crew
If I wanted the cash
Then I'd be snapping my back
Making shit I don't like 
For people that act. 

And that's not my thing
I'd rather be myself
Than come by my dream
Nothing more important
Than the finite things
That's the the shit that builds up
That can dy-mite kings
What the climb might bring
It's that pyrite sting
The pain in your figures
That deny high speeds 

Spill that shit like Ghostface
Until the crib is oh faced
Spill that shit like Ghostface
Until the crib is oh faced
You taking it at slow pace
I pass you by with no trace
You taking it at slow pace
While I pass you by with no trace
Spill that shit like Ghostface
Until the crib is oh faced
Spill that shit like Ghostface
Until the crib is oh faced
You taking it at slow pace
I pass you by with no trace
You taking it at slow pace
I pass you by with no trace

Ghostface Prod. Neck

Got the keys like Bob James

Nobody want this body
So I'm hangin' in the lobby
Couldn't handle all the smoke
So you choking on the hobby
Couldn't stop me if you wanted
All these racks lookin haunted
You flaunt it like you got it
But you never made a profit
Switch just like a kickflip
Cuz you want it on the business 
You gotta wait in line
Not your time
It never is bitch
Mother fuckin dismissed 
Cuz your mother fuckin diss missed
I really ain't hurt
I just wonder why you is this
Check the wallet
Check the bank
Ain't nothing in it 
And we all the fuckin same
I do this every day
Most of y'all just like to play
Avoiding all the games 
Till everybody change
Bringing new noise
But it always gets refused
What to do? 
Not a clue
I'll just start to fuckin move
Shit brings me joy
I don't want no division
Just rock with the boys
That's my mother fuckin vision, get with it
All my boys like ten digits 
Never missin'
You got a lot of nerve 
If you pull up to the kitchen 
Turn off devices
Cuz we climbing up the highest 
Couldn't bring us down
But you're welcome to fuckin try it 

Bob James
Bob James
Don't fuck with me
Got the keys like Bob James
Bob James
Bob James
Don't fuck with me
Got the keys like Bob James
Bob James
Bob James
Don't fuck with me
Got the keys like Bob James
Bob James
Bob James
Don't fuck with me
Got the keys like Bob James

Bob James

To the moon baby.

Lyrics:

I ain't a copy
Your aim is sloppy
Climb on stage and engage somebody
Don't know what it is but it ain't a hobby
So throw a fist if you think you got me
Bring the army
Live up, on me
Got a wish and I think it want me
Ring like shotties 
Sing like tommies
Don't got a whip but I roll and ollie 

Yeah I got the chops 
And I'm not gonna stop
I've been learning for a while 
Now it's time to make em watch 
Make em all believe 
I can do this in my sleep
Been tryina run away
So I did this just for me 

Have to change
I have to grind
If I want to get to the other side
Just push and ride
Like do or die
You know we here
When the crew roll by
Out of place
And out of time
Like too the moon
When I move to skies
Through the booth 
And through the lights
It's like I never knew "too high" 

Lately been feeling like a standoff
Gun to my head I would never turn the plan off
Go till I'm dead, no, I can never back off
Got nothing left but the branches that I stand on 

Go till I'm dead, no, I can never back off
Voices in my head saying I can never stand tall
Go till I'm dead, no, I can never back off
Go till I'm dead, no, I can never back off
Go till I'm dead, no, I can never back off
Voices in my head saying I can never stand tall
Go till I'm dead, no, I can never back off
Go till I'm dead, no, I can never back off

To The Moon

A friend of mine recently got into making beats and sent me this one that he made sampling the Ps2 intro. This is probably the only place this track can exist.

Calm

Weed Em Out

Autogun Prod By Marco JR

All Platforms!

Feathers Prod. By Chill Mil

Serenity

2High2Talk (Prod. By Chill Mill)

Aircraft

Different Dimension Prod. By Chill Mil

Rainbow Prod. By Cill Mil

Working!!

PeepTheSettup

AYE Prod. By ONE16GOAT

File Corrupted_Master

The very first instrumental album ever! This album was created with no real theme in mind. Basically I got high and made a beat once a week and these 9 tracks are the result! Listening is enhanced under the influence of cannabis.

テンポ

テンポ 90

Wrote this a while ago (about 6 months) tried to make a beat to go with the lyrics but nothing sounded better than what I originally wrote to. The instrumental for 'Love Story' by Deltron 3030 (Del, Del The Funky Homosapien ect...) I wrote this literally right after I heard the song for the first time. This is Del's beat first and foremost, I had fun with it, but he still killed it.

Male Cow Feces (Deltron 3030 'Love story')

Wanted to break up the trap tunes with this track. Spent a while writing it.

Shout out to sammakesnoise for mixing the track!
https://soundcloud.com/sam-makes-noise

Where I got the beat (Bonus Points don't be mad): https://chillhop.bandcamp.com/track/pizza-and-video-games

Lyrics: 

Bustin' through the door
Rockin' my grav hammer and energy sword
Spawn camper 
'Nade spammer
Let out my aggression
Livin' with depression
Seems like everything I do
Comes with a lesson
Guessin' when the pizza will be here
Because I'm eatin' less every year
Definitely a problem
Especially since I'm young
Not doing this for fun
Life's not a game
But I sure wish it was one
Ask Mario where he got these caps
Then I blink   
Lookin' at my cat
Brain snaps
Flashback
To when I was laughin' about stupid shit
Provin' that
The toons I stack
Leavin' bitches wantin' their duel disks back
Wasn't fair play
I say
It wasn't their day
Don't make a deal
If you don't wanna pay
That's like askin' for a quarter pound
Of weed
For free
You don't need 
If you don't got green for your greenery
You feelin' me?
I hope you see 
The rope on me 
Choke hold 
Broke mold
Woke joke spoke to his old soul

We all fall
Then everything's black x4

Trippin' on nostalgia shit
Really feelin' it
When the indica hits
Flip through a CD case 
Filled with PS1 classics
Crash Bandicoot and Spyro the Dragon
Haven't hung out since those years past man
Now they sittin' in a stash
Hope I don't gotta give 'em up for cash
But it's lookin' that way
Bills I gotta pay
A roof over me
Over games I don't play
It's tough to say
But I got to eat
Don't want it this way
But that's on me
I caught it 
I stopped it
Now it's back and I got nothing on it
Mental illness is a monster
Can't hold out much longer 
Damn I think I'm a goner 
Wish I was stonger
A nerd with scoliosis 
Concerned with only dope shit
If there's monsters in the closet 
Then I'm not gonna approach it
But I swear I'll get you high
Just don't wanna die
The longer I think
The less I even try
I can't keep focus
I need weed that's more potent
Cuz my mind is lost in an ocean 

We all fall
Then everything's black x4

Door No. 2

Pizza and Videogames (Bonus Points)

Had these beats on my phone, always listened to them to relax. Decided one day that I should and would write to them. At first I thought it was going to be mostly shit talk, but then the feels came out. I hope this is enjoyed by everyone who hears it.

The beats all belong to these guys (in no particular order): 
https://brockberrigan.bandcamp.com/

https://saibeats.bandcamp.com/music

https://bonuspoints1.bandcamp.com/

https://chillhop.bandcamp.com/track/sevenhouses

https://tantubeats.bandcamp.com/

https://stanforebee.bandcamp.com/

https://switchy.bandcamp.com/

https://chillhop.bandcamp.com/track/irony

https://aricogle.bandcamp.com/music

*Cover art is Temporary*

Best way to Lie (Esbe 'Darling')

I've been sitting on this one for a bit now so I'm pretty glad that it's finally up. Not much to say about it, it's a banger tho.

BruhLuuh: https://soundcloud.com/bruhluuhmusic

Sam Makes Noise: https://soundcloud.com/sam-makes-noise

Lyrics:
Fuckin' with me you die in the pit
Gimmie the blade and your throat I'll slit
Say that wrong I don't give a shit
Take that dab and watch it drip
Eggs why you so hard?
Trappin' like a floor door
Pull that lever and watch me drop
This is my fuckin' spot
Nerd from hell so savage
Chokin' on the magnem 
Wishin' for death can't have it
wanna take my life smash it
Hidin' in the cabbnit
Grab your slash it
Outlast the killer but all the money not worth it
My life not much to see, yuh
Noone give a shit, Yuh
Passin' all my songs, aye
Fuck I wanna die today
Listen to me
Oh hear my plea
Before I jump the balcony
Don't wanna smash my face
Just fill my words with hate, yuh

Not much is new, aye
Not much is new, aye
Always feeling blue, aye
Don't know what to do, aye
Not much is new, aye
Always feelin' blue, aye
Don't know what to do, aye
Don't know what to do, aye x4

All of the sinners
The pleasure seekers 
Free to kill at their leisure 
She can't pull the trigger
So I gotta teach her
You sprayin' the mac 
While I filet your racks
All this money don't mean jack
Shame kids go through BLAP
Gucci made me a clear bag
Pull my shield to block your mag
Rounds penetrate
It's to late
Got lead in my brain, insane
I'm bustin' up the game
I came out on top 
You didn't and that's a shame
Eggs I like 'em scrambled
My words you cannot handle
Your head on my mantel 
Ya that's the perfect symbol
What you say so simple
I do it to the tempo
You say that "I got it"
But you not on my level

Not much is new, aye
Always feeling blue, aye
Don't know what to do, aye
Not much is new, aye
Always feelin' blue, aye
Don't know what to do, aye
Don't know what to do, aye x4

Don't know what to do
But I'm comin' for you x4

Not much is new, aye
Always feeling blue, aye
Don't know what to do, aye
Not much is new, aye
Always feelin' blue, aye
Don't know what to do, aye
Don't know what to do, aye x4

Last verse 
Finish the curse
When I'm don you'll ride in a hearse
No hoes around your grave
Just dirt and a spade
Endless slumber, heat of the summer
Decompose you while you under
Six feet
This heat is hittin' all the numbers 
I got the loud
We smoke it proud
Shut the fuck up or you'll drop to the ground
Creep in the shroud
Shoot in the crowd
There's nothing' done
Can't stop me now
Eggs always blastin'
The bass bring the pound 
Motherfuckers gassin' 
Didn't know me till now
Fuck it I'm not PC
No Life's not easy
Why don't you peep me?
Cuz I'm fuckin' nerdy?
Cuz I'm not dirty?
My brains hit the walls
Put em back in
Humpty Dumpty had a little fall
I got more rhyme than Doctor Seuss 
I looked up online how to tie a noose
Cat in the hat
Layin' the tracks
Spittin' out and I'm playin it back
Thing one and thing two are coming to end you

Not much is new, aye
Always feeling blue, aye
Don't know what to do, aye
Not much is new, aye
Always feelin' blue, aye
Don't know what to do, aye
Don't know what to do, aye x4

Banger - Single

Banger (Prod. by BruhluuhMusic)

Banged out the beat and lyrics for this track on Saturday (August 24th). It's a fun lil tune. Recorded and mixed by myself.

Lyrics:

a'll are just Frontin'
(Frontin')
Really not somethin' 
(Somethin')
Get back in the oven
(Oven)
Gonna cook you till there's nothin'
(Nothin)
X2

Back-up the cache
When I track the beat
No sir you won't pass
You lack the heat
Oh, get down
Call it four on the floor
Please pull this clown
Don't wanna hear 'em anymore
Can't catch what you saying
Who the fuck are they paying?
Could've done this
With no inspiration
Now it's being done
Out of adaptation
Pump in the trunk
Talkin' digital stuff
Blow out your flame
Cuz I've had enough
I test this claim
That you like it rough
Spray a phrase
That you can't back up
Eggs gonna thrash 'em
Whole set, keep it maxin'
Smoke I keep it packed in
But never to you I'm passin'

Ya'll are just Frontin'
(Frontin')
Really not somethin' 
(Somethin')
Get back in the oven
(Oven)
Gonna cook you till there's nothin'
(Nothin)
X2

Kid inside
Nobody knows him
Lights come on
He spits with a grin
You get mad
Call him bad
But he doesn't know you
You're just a gnat
Please stop that, what you said not hot
Just another bar about your watch
Talk yourself up to your
Thrall of thots
But I come on
And you they drop
Cuz I call them females
Non binary, if that's their detail
Just goin' though the motions
And hopin' I don't seem frail
Not good at liftin' objects
Can't carry you to the promise
Ya keep begging me stay
And I'd wish you'd really stop it

Ya'll are just Frontin'
(Frontin')
Really not somethin' 
(Somethin')
Get back in the oven
(Oven)
Gonna cook you till there's nothin'
(Nothin') x4

Front

Got a couple albums on the way for you guys, at first it was going to be 3 EPs but not anymore, Lucky you.

Lyrics:

Translucant kid
Can't prove I'm it
The music kid
Who lost his grip
I won't ever come down
I don't wanna fuckin' drown
You walk on in
I don't see you
So fake you're fuckin see through
I won't ever come down 
I don't wanna fuckin' drown
X2

I don't wanna fuckin' drown
You move your lips but you make no sound
Someone take this clown back to the fair ground
Go back to class
Back to the academy 
Sit on your ass
Everyone ahead of thee
Piss off sensei
Tell this bitch
You will never be hokage
Can't handle me
Can't handle me
Under the mantel where my heart be
In shambles 
In shambles
Puzzles peices across the table 
You in ruin
You in ruin
No one listen to the tunes you groovin'
Lose the safe words
Lose the safe words
Follow your human nature

Translucent kid
Can't prove I'm it
The music kid
Who lost his grip
I won't ever come down
I don't wanna fuckin' drown
You walk on in
I don't see you
So fake you're fuckin see through
I won't ever come down 
I don't wanna fuckin' drown
X2

I can't believe
I can compete
Makin' music means the world to me
Not fakin' 2 cents, spit with true sense 
Mum on my tunes and 
Knittin' toques man
Used to say fuck the system
Shit I still say fuck the system 
Punk kid, dad disposition 
Stuck in a loop of bad decisions
There's nothin' you can say to me
That will knock me back off my feet
Set the room ablaze 
Lighting fires cuz I can never sleep
You know I go through with it
You can hear it in the truth I spit
Blur through the days
All my life has lead to this

Translucent kid
Can't prove I'm it
The music kid
Who lost his grip
I won't ever come down
I don't wanna fuckin' drown
You walk on in
I don't see you
So fake you're fuckin see through
I won't ever come down 
I don't wanna fuckin' drown
X2

W 4 T 3 R

This a track SB and I made out of boredom, enjoy :)
 #UrsaNova
Strange Breed: https://soundcloud.com/strange-breed

Strange Breed x ScrmmbledEggs - Oh Shit.

I'm here to make music, smoke some weed, make music and chew gum, and I'm all of outta gum

https://songwhip.com/scrmmbledeggs/manic-state-syncopation

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