MZ Shaidu & Digiflow (Best Of)

Title track/opener for the upcoming album. Prod. MZShaidu: https://soundcloud.com/mzshaidu

Lyrics:

I hit bedrock in my bedroom
playin' new Doom with Aesop Rock and MF Doom
and a shroom sandwich--not psychedelic, but delicious
got no bitches--no women either, for that matter
I'm higher on scattered thoughts than most get on batter and pipes
I make a living off my list of gripes
I've got no game, no life, and plenty of cash from passion
the type to look at myself and start laughin'

'cause I'm holed up in my room
crankin' up the sub so the bass go boom
youtube surfin' on the couch with a box of goon
and just too much time, not enough to do

Nothin' in life will ever live up to Demon's Souls,
MC Ride, Endless Jess, and Nobue Itou
I eat so much stress, my beard grows quicker
I'm ten pounds thicker from my facebook picture
Had a published auto-bio when I printed out my twitter
I've never read a book that wasn't with me on the shitter
I'm bitter over every bad comment that I've gotten
but unassailably self-confident since writing Rotten

and I'm holed up in my room
crankin' up the sub so the bass go boom
youtube surfin' on the couch with a box of goon
and just too much time, not enough to do

Bedroom Bedrock

Beat by MZShaidu: https://soundcloud.com/mzshaidu/fresh-summer-breass

Lyrics:
the broadcast news is all subjective
the truth ain't there, you can't protect it
I don't believe a thing you've said, bitch
I nod my head, ditch, and contemplate shit

all the best shit in life comes from you and I
from mankind, when they ain't fuckin' around
or stuck on the ground, or straight fuckin' it up
when they layin' great stuff in the cut, and gettin' the bucks
I go to see 'em sometimes
with a fat wallet I don't need a disguise
don't mention politics or the bad guys,
the high concepts, or the truth unrealized
look 'em in the eyes
I don't hate all of ya'll fuckers
but some of ya'll mothers got a need to get smothered
but I can set aside my druthers
for a waffle, and some chicken, and a lil' honey mustard--matter fact
let me live at IHOP
and eat gross tenders 'till my fuckin heart stop
set up a lil' booth where I can record my hip-hop
and drop in random patrons for podcast interviews

the broadcast news is all subjective
the truth ain't there, you can't protect it
I don't believe a thing you've said, bitch
I nod my head, ditch, and contemplate shit

My plate's legit completely full
with fat raps to eat and sick shit to pull
and thick chords to play, while I don't get no play
'cause I ain't got all day to swipe left on bitches
--that's inauthentic, but how I roll
I only pay attention when the dinner rolls come out, no doubt--
I like people for the art and food
and if I seem rude, that's cause I don't know ya, dude

the broadcast news is all subjective
the truth ain't there, you can't protect it
I don't believe a thing you've said, bitch
I nod my head, ditch, and contemplate shit

Humans Are Okay

Another track from Bedroom Bedrock, which may be coming soon?! Beat by MZShaidu as usual: https://soundcloud.com/mzshaidu/morroco

Lyrics:
Be yourself,  just as long you is just like me
Follow the rules, but don't give into society
We can be friends, just as long as you don't disagree with me
'Cause I know what's right, objectively

It's fine if you like me, but I don't identify as likable,
attractive, or good, by my own standard
I don't pander to those who would slander
my style or collect from my piles of grandeur
I get all the respect that I need from myself
So feel free to leave my disk on the shelf
I got no desires to stoke your fires
I'm not K.Dot nor am I Desiigner
I'm right on the fringe of acceptable and cringe
I make money on the fact that I anime binge
I'm unhinged, no one likes to admit when I'm right
cause I don't represent any side in their fight
and I'm white, but I rap like a motherfucka
while still livin' in the burbs with my parents and my brothas
playin' covers of songs that nobody respects
'cause there's not a single person whom I need to impress
money's all that I stress, and I ain't been depressed in a while
but my violence gets hard to suppress
when fuccbois mistake my patience for a test
and get flexed on harder than they ever expect
now look, this attitude is made of influence
and it would take a lot more than a minute to get into it
and I don't mind comparisons even if they're embarrassing
but I ain't sharing everything so don't think that know all about me
see we as human beings have the thing called empathy
that let's us perceive what others see without being where they been
so when I hear another man singin' stories of his sin
it don't mean that I know him, but I get the things he's sayin'
and that's why I grew up cultural appropriation
on every TV network and radio station
and all that culture is mine now
define me how you like but don't expect me to kowtow

Actualize

Bedroom Bedrock is nearly complete!! Here's one of the final tracks, featuring the monstrous talents of Endless Jess! https://soundcloud.com/endlessjess And also of course https://soundcloud.com/mzshaidu Lyrics will be on bandcamp release.

Get Action!

This is it! The last track for Bedroom Bedrock to be released on here! Playlist soon! Once more featuring the monstrous talents of Endless Jess! https://soundcloud.com/endlessjess And also of course https://soundcloud.com/mzshaidu Lyrics:

[Endless Jess]

people look at me the way they look at something sad
like a one legged charles dickens orphan with no dad
well i might be itty but i sure don’t need your pity
sticking to my guns hip hopping on the run
adversity don’t hurt me cause it only makes me stranger
i draw my power from the scars of every failure
swivel chair sailor, outlaw savior
miner for a heart of gold always hitting paydirt
el dorado, 2 hot desperados, 
we lie cheat and steal like we’re eddie and chavo
a loveable rascal, another fiasco
im scheming like keenan, aaah here goes
on nick ni nick ni nick
you can lick lick lick lick lick lick my dick

Underestimated by the born winners
but I’m burning you sinners, a fire spittin lord of cinder. 

[Digibro]

DAMN, half of all my favorite shit on this track!
If I can live up to that, then maybe tackle this fat
and stop stressin' all the tax on my stacks, I'd feel great
I can't wait to be full enough to push aside a plate
I may never be cool enough to look you in the face
But I'm just past schooled enough to put you in your place
No debate, my greatness ain't up for contest
I don't need to flex, bitch, I write my own tests
And I pass with no sweat, I suit myself
Monkey up, struttin', nothin' could pollute my wealth
Of good vibes, and fun times, and feelin' fresh
Spittin' rhymes and changin' minds, like Endless Jess
Not impressed? Categorically attracted to a fault
To the ideal of a rapper hittin' 80 by default?
Hold the salt, I don't need it baby, I'll get out and walk
I'm a giant, get your jack-ass off my beanstalk

Failure (We Make It Look Cool)

Beat by MZShaidu: https://soundcloud.com/mzshaidu/almost-nothing
Possibly from our next album, possibly called Above the Earth, Haunted.

Lyrics:

(The tao states that for somethingness to be there must be nothingness)

I reside 'tween the blurred lines, undefined
what's a sign, and what's in my mind?
buried in wives and casks of wine
loving the lie in which everything's fine
A nihilistic nightmare I've crafted
clinging to my self-satisfaction
but not feeling anything outside my passions
my soul's drifting out of my gaping mouth
breakneck powerwalking what I think's my route

Dad used to joke I'd replaced my heart with a second brain
I think that other one may not have been sane
I been strange so long the range of emotions I express
Are from "suck my dick" to "fuck my ass"
Beligerance and obstinance
Intolerance and abstinance
My last defense, your honor, is at least I can feel happiness
But only insofar as I'm not pissed
About the surrounding apocalypse

In a world where the only thing you gotta cling to is the authority of a greater being
Who can see things you can see and define your morality, making life easy
-er than it would be if you had nothing but a black void coming when your dead
Get your head on straight, because if you can't relate, then your fate is
Lookin' like a crazy fuck
When you don't believe in luck and karma, other mothafuckas wanna harm ya logic
They don't like it when your honest, when you're a challenge
To what gives them balance

Fall back on your talents, tip those scales in your favor
Become your own savior, as long as you can savor your time without losing your mind
and blowin' it out--foregoing that route though I doubt it matters
If you'd rather be nothing how could I stop you?
I'm not you, I'm alive--fulfilled--spilled out onto found tracks instead of the ground
I'm something somehow, and I have doubts about how I got here having been profound

Almost Nothing

I know Above the Earth, Haunted isn't even finished yet, but when I heard this amazing beat by MZShaidu https://soundcloud.com/mzshaidu/dark-beat I immediately jumped on it, and what I wrote felt like it belonged on my promised next project, "Gay and Dead." I really like it!

Lyrics:

Please do not speak to me between 3 and 8 AM
I can't relate to you humans
On any terms but my own
Defined by my lifestyle and how I've grown
I gladly postpone my meetings with the daylight
So I can fight my demons by the moonlight
I might be a sailor scout, but not quite Tha Coolest Guy
You try to define me and find me shy;
But not from self-destruction
Pressing that button, that is my limited function

I couldn't be any gayer and deader if I tried
Sucking dick and committing suicide
I have no pride, no shame, and no scruples
Tho I don't hide, don't Bane-post, or shoot schools
Just eat noodles, and say nigga more than anyone else
I have no good excuses for myself
I am not what you wanted to hear
Unless your whole world's gotten too fuckin' weird:
That's when I will appear
And tell you it's all fucked
Just give it all up and come play in the muck
That I'm draggin' on up from the sewers and sprayin'
All over on everyone--yuck!

I'm kinda like a superhero, with all the powers of Brother Nero
Got that broken brilliance; once you die inside then it all starts to make sense.

Broken Brilliance [Prod. MZShaidu]

Remember that dope ass song I made on that @blindskywatcher beat? Well, now it's even MORE DOPE with a verse from @endlessjess !

Lyrics:

[Digibro]
Please don't tell me this is paradise
I've been dreaming something much more nice
If this is all there is then why fight?
Please don't say your endgame is my life
It's not right

Caveat Emptor to all who admire me
I know I'd fire me if I had ever hired me
And I mean by firing squad, I'm gayer than god
And deserve to be deader than a dorknob
Fat slob, but I quit smokin'
So I won't be chokin' on anything other than dick for a while
Never been in style
Stayed actin' like somethin' of a prick, and it's riled up
Some punks who act like I stabbed someone
Just cause I gave a 1 to their favorite show
Do you even know what is an opinion?
Objectivity doesn't exist, I told you a million times
There is no rule to rhyme, no design
Only what you decide that you like at this time
And I hate myself
So don't emulate me unless your better with self-help

[Endless Jess]
a trillion fans ain’t worth a damn, 
they ain’t worth one friend i can call “my man”
ambition is living how others won’t for a vision and a mission getting what others don’t, 
but that’s missing the mark
giving every spark makes your heart dark 
ambition is a prison, not a walk in the park

i’ve had best friends tell me that they envy me, 
and look with jealousy like I’m the enemy

like I’m a rival, 
but man you aint a rival to me, 
I’m feiviel, my survival through miles of trials would be tragedy
if not for the fact that I’m getting back to my family
nothing else helps so it’s hell to have you mad at me

cause I’m broken, i don’t know how long its been
since i’ve seen the sun or filled my lungs with oxygen

i’m too far gone, i’d take norminess over this
gotta check the pulse in my wrist just to know i exist

Paradise (in name only) [Ft. Endless Jess] (Prod. blindskywatcher)

Whoa, this is actually like a real song! Blindskywatcher posted this beat https://soundcloud.com/blindskywatcher/fear-of-god a little while back and I got this really Ghostface Killah vibe from it, so I tried for something like that, while also taking inspiration from the Freak Power political movement that Hunter S. Thompson led in his hometown in the early 70s. Once I had the concept locked down, I knew I wanted the chorus to be record scratch-based, and thankfully sky was able to deliver on those! 

Lyrics:

(There'll be thieves and autorecs(?) in Aspen no matter who gets elected--but Hunter represents something wholly alien to the other candidates for sheriff: ideas; and a sympathy towards the young, generous, grass-oriented society which is making the only serious effort to face the technological nightmare we have created. The only thing against him is he's a visionary--he wants too pure a world.)

What ya'll mothafuckas don't recognize
is that I am terrified
marginalized, 'til right on the line
and just waiting to get pushed
So I can push back
Harder than ya'll ever thought to attack
I'm ruthless, with no tact
Just a wild cat
With enough fat
For the blowback
So know that
When you come at
Me I'm on edge
With a honed edge
That is bone dense
And I'm no friend
To a punk-ass with nothin' but sass
Who scoffs at the crass
Some upper-class wannabes,
Haughty bigots with no zazz

I'm classically trained in fuckin' ya brains
A lord of the strange, deranged, and the fuckin' insane
I'm changin' the game, so put some damn respek on my name
Or get flamed when I'm fed up with the train of cliches

Condescened to me if you would like to swallow your teeth
I'll keep this brief: go fuck yourself -let it breathe-
Try to big league me, and I'll go straight to the big league
By which I mean a baseball bat to each of your knees

That's how it goes when the freaks get mean
Drop the pig's blood, and it's death by CDs
You're a disease--and I got the antidote
It's a goat-headed man with a knife at your throat

That's freak power

---

Every single person who has told you that you couldn't
Lives in fear that you'll achieve the things in life they think you shouldn't
Hearing that was like a bullet to the temporal lobe
Tellin' me I'm not alone, speedin' down that lonely road
Out to where I thought I belonged
Now I proved that I did
And I'm shittin' on the people that I knew as a kid
Anyone who said I couldn't, bitch I already did
And I'll do it all again just so I can rub it in
Your narrow scope on reality gettin' spread so thin
The banality of your frivality been sinkin in
Where I been? Oh just over here, countin' my tens
Watching you over there wonderin' where the time went
I bided mine till I blew up
The only way you screwed up, was tryin' not to screw up
I took the risk and knew what
Would come if I stayed true ta
Myself and what I wanted
The life I held so vaunted
It's healthy to be haunted

(Obviously one of the things that I have to think... I have to appreciate about America--that if I couldn't I'd be stupid or insane, is that uh... for good or ill... I can function here. And, uh... I don't think there are many societies or social, political systems, where I could function the way I am now. And perhaps a lotta people would think that's much better; that's the best argument for destroying the system--it gets rid of people like me.)

MZ Shaidu & Digiflow (Best Of)

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