Artificial high-tech stalking software focusing on a gorest filled with a bioluminescent aura, thats the vibe this song gives.

The whistle is so peacful and in the perfect distance. Also the multi voice chants are f’n awesome

You know what this takes me back to? Katamari Damacy OST - Katamari Stars

This used to be Phenoix Down 4 The Homies!?!?! BRUH IT SHOUDLVE BEEN IN THE SLUDGE EP

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Mobbin' n Bokoblin Robbin.mp3

I’m sludge 

We thought it was normal affair
But we keep on pulling each other down
If I clear my thoughts and all the people
Will I feel alive?
I’ve spent my time feeling underweight
The things I used to be I am no longer
Oh my god

I’m sludge

Pull apart
The angels sing
To the song
Annihilate

I’m sludge

Okay!
Ulll aii 
Ebado pada shee nendalai
Botai imen no lie
Pumi bateal lolai
Issa naimen pilenni 
Oh
But it is
Munai soulai pealai ni 
Oh no...

I’m sludge

I’M SLUDGE

Switch up how I’m approaching things
I feel like Sogeking
Online niggas knowing things
Cept how the flow is king
Yeah I’m masked up, teary eyed but I ain’t no bitch
Look what I’m constructin
Mad already I ain’t even rich
Stocked up down to fire stars
If they fire start
My spark become a bounty to a lowly pirate mark
Yar, We are not akin, y’all just nosey, Been 
on the sea for quite some time, still get sick when danger honin in
But I’m still with it if the homies still with it
I been working on my merry 
But sometimes you gotta ditch it
Byproduct of this distance
Out of my mind but that’s where the practice kicks in
Saved by the downtime
I am seasoned with resilience

Yeah we bluff, yeah we aim, yeah we hit, 
Yeah we strut to our own theme song,
And we don’t mean no harm,
And it’s always ho ho home, wherever we go so

Yeah we bluff, yeah we aim, yeah we hit, 
Yeah we strut to our own theme song,
And we don’t mean harm,
And it’s always ho ho home, wherever we go so

Do you seek to gatekeep the human mind?
If the power exists it’s in the wrong hands every time
Does there lie something stronger than words?
Some input? Guiding behavior?
It sounds absurd and I have nothing tangible backing my words
I fear muscle will trump all invention
And all of invention is tendons eventually
They keep rowing, their bones start crackling
I’ve seen us shine as we carry on happily
Moments arise but it’s laden with apathy

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Byproduct of this distance
Out of my mind but that’s where the practice kicks in
Saved by the downtime
I am seasoned with resilience

Yeah we bluff, yeah we aim, yeah we hit, 
Yeah we strut to our own theme song,
And we don’t mean no harm,
And it’s always ho ho home, wherever we go so

Let’s go!

.LOGEKING

My first EP! You can download it for free or name your price at Bandcamp!
BC: http://maglo.bandcamp.com/album/nope
Twitter: @themaglo
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Arts & Crafts

Verse 1:
Speaking by way that things go
Or more-so, speaking by way that things (have) gone
It's prolly bout time I pick myself up
I'm havin no luck
This time around
I feel it's appropriate to say I fucked up
I let my mind wander through the muck and the dregs
Ambivalent sentiments shroud around my sentience while my legs dry in sediment;
Duck when I see love coming
Now the whole world is mystery
Indecisive all the time
Know all the things that I won't do
Know all the things that I want to
I fear I'll lose hope soon
Mag you were so cool
Orlando's Hopeful
At least O_Super's still hopeful
Chillin in the garden eatin tofu
but love is the sound of the Earth

Uhm:
Love... (Just wanna love myself)
It's a fickle thing I feel (Just wanna love myself) 
It's not real to me (Just wanna love myself) 
Run (Just wanna love myself) 
While you still can see (Just wanna love myself) 
All the beauty (Just wanna love myself) 
In everything (Just wanna love myself)

Run while you still can see
All the beauty in everything

Verse 2:
A few strange mood shifts
From driving off that toll road
Runnin through a fashion square with no clothes 
My rhymes provide no quotes
Now matter how many project files i archive, and opportunities I land, I'm still lost like no boats
I wanna move to Thailand after watching No reservations
It's getting hard to feel again
I'm running out of patience
But lately I'm not anxious, there's no influence or anguish
Collecting books on Japanese
I'll never learn that language 
I miss John Farley
And I miss playing KOF
I miss my best friends, shoulda never left
Post 2010 is a fall from heaven
And the worst is there's no reason for a bleak depression
Yet I feel so lonely
And i know I'm not supposed to say that
I'm supposed to lay back
And take flack from everyone and everything
 were all wearin fancy jeans
 And brand name face masks
And I could count on Goro arms
Some people who wear fake glasses
And spend money they don't have
To attend some fuckin fake classes
Hang with fuckin fake friends
And pretend that they're happy
That's not the life I wanna live
Let's start over from Summer of 06'

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The Sad Summer Pt. 1

OOOO DEY RAPPIN BOY. 
Collab with @mertyshango

Lyrics:

Verse 1 (Mag.Lo):
Momma can you hear me?
Hellbent on the upper echelon
since I spawned
and claimed my sentience
since my woebegone
mannerism
sumed to spite, I bite my listful tongue
Settling wise, I stride belligerent
Through your internet
in which I invent
an alternate scent for your neck and wrists
fuck yo gala bitch
fuck yo party
fuck yo customs
fuck yo artsy
chopped n screwed
I'm buddah and dikembe
yeah we cool but to you dudes I'm sensei
don't get it misconstrued, no comprehende
yes I emit the fumes to make your hen say
she wanna *chicken sound* with me, calling me entei
I am fire dog
known to write my entire songs in my underroos
ducktape, that's coming soon
sendin' beats to my niggy Sub
like quaddy goon's folks prolly do
Await the day I must fain aloof
On some new year party Manhattan roof
With some so and so's who know who is who
You gon know me soon but dude who are you?

Hook:
Oh I'm just tearin up the scene, is all?
Oh I just make a little beat, is all?
Oh I just gained a little steam, is all?
I'm riding with my little team, is all?

Verse 2 (Mag.Lo):
Only time I work my wrist is playing guitar solos
And that's more so my finger tips
So there, the more you know
I'm a classic man
I like my hipster chicks in boho
Don't care if they Asian, Icelandic or midnight coco
Shoulda bought the Music Man
I wish I were more vocal
Still I got this Fender  Jazz
To play when I get ho-ome
Kagrra booming out my car
Make Florida sound like Tokyo
Dweedy Weeby flow
Easily invisible
3db past feasible
Okii tuna cho mag.lo
No dabloon having ass hoes
Culture vultures preach and crow
Telling me how I should go
Niggas doubting my approach
I was born on the cusp
And you sworn to digital
Yeah that's ageist
I be listening to what Sube is sayin
Time is chasin
Hyper Bolic time chamberin
You don't wanna see that nigga super saiyan
He will leave a nigga in the Appalachian's
From a simple bar in his mackanation
You know who we are Technicolor 8-bit
Erry day I thank the lord for my sisters basement
Thanks Uncle Bruce for the box of mixtapes
Bumpin Hot 97 compilations
Learning how to turn complication to inspiration
When niggas wanna play abrasive
Cold case any rapper after a verse
M.A.G. got L.H.C. flow
You gon fuck around get your atoms dispersed
Tuna Lord now new King of the Earth

(Hook)

Verse 3 (Merty Shango):
okay  305
Yes your mouth is moving
But I aint hearing what you saying boo
The devils underground
but the light will keep raining thru 
I could kill Beerus 
Fuck whoever  training you
And what if Super sayin gods
Had gods that’s super sayin too?
Im so prolific 
Im gene and mugen with physics 
The sickest fuck your logistics 
To doubt me is sacrilegious 
Im actually mad hatted
You sad 
Im smashing your bitches 
The past is the past 
Pass me that potent 
People permissive 
Scientific
Bitches I piss in abysses 
Then found my dick in your misses
Who missed it
Like fists aint hitting  you  you get em? 
Diabolic fire spawn 
entei dawg
meet raiku-son 
I'm so outta this world
There bubble boxes in my dialogues 
I swear you fucking with a genius
Yeah you goin’ see  me
Come to me for allegiance 
Tinted doors
Seems seamless? 
Till you tripping on drugs
And your wine is the linguist 
I done felt all sorts of pain 
To get my present point of truth 
And how you get your point across
If arrows aint appointing you 
Im rapping in riddles 
The laughter  tickles 
I drink from goblets 
Im presidential 
My pentagon in your girl oval office
Life is such a paradise
Im lucky from this pair of dice 
A pear alike 
2 gonads if she pairs them right!
Ok I gotta go
Passd 16 bars  I think
But I gotta flow
Shout out to mag 
Lets put the money in the bag
Taking music over
Throwing rappers in the trash
Shangonator in the stash 
Smoking flavors with the hash

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Enter Your Name (feat. Merty Shango)

ewwie

Website: https://maglo.work
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There's a man tapping his finger on the desk
That's just what he knows best
Butting heads with time
Is the change like the wood in his desk
Or just an affect of his mind?
It can be both I guess but
I don't want to see this life for the nightmare 
Funny how the world can progress
Is it tho? I don't know cause-

STOP RIGHT THERE. LOOK.

I'm not trying to get existential right now! 
DON'T TELL ME WHAT I WANT

Objects hold strange foreignness
in a waiting room that smells orange zest
big red cap and pro golf weekly
tubes in nose so he keeps on breathing
fools rose gold iphone 6se
facebook posting "mexicans need
to leave so the market stops molesting
good white men with good intentions"

I'm not trying to get existential right now! 
DON'T TELL ME WHAT I WANT
I'm not trying to get existential right now! 
DON'T TELL ME WHAT I WANT
I'm not trying to get existential right now! 
DON'T TELL ME WHAT I WANT
I'm not trying to get existential right now! 
DON'T TELL ME WHAT I WANT

Yusuke don’t fight demons
By going site seeing
Ruling the night scheming
Okay! Okay!
Hole in the sky, bleeding
Hope fills where light's fleeing 
My final bet is making dance video challenges...

I'm not trying to get existential right now! 
DON'T TELL ME WHAT I WANT
I'm not trying to get existential right now! 
DON'T TELL ME WHAT I WANT
I'm not trying to get existential right now! 
DON'T TELL ME WHAT I WANT
I'm not trying to get existential right now! 
DON'T TELL ME WHAT I WANT

What do you want
Is that the devil speaking
This curiousity just may be a cursed feeling
Like razor blades dull but breaking fibers of my fingers 
As I hold on to truth
My body dangling off the building
But I hold on, my will seemingly so fragile
Will not be torn apart, relationships won't be dismantled
The hardest part is the explanation spreads the horror
But we're a miracle that battles through dysphoria
There is meaning I say, there is meaning I say, it's a gift of god or gift of man or maybe both ways
If I'm an image of compassion then I guess it makes sense
That I suffer with no confirmation of existence 

Are you happy now?
Bitch I'm losing it. I'm losing it.
Are you happy now?
Bitch I'm losing it. I'm losing it.
Are you happy now?
Bitch I'm losing it. I'm losing it.
Are you happy now?
Bitch I'm losing it...I...I'm done.

I'm not trying to get existential right now! 
DON'T TELL ME WHAT I WANT
I'm not trying to get existential right now! 
DON'T TELL ME WHAT I WANT
I'm not trying to get existential right now! 
DON'T TELL ME WHAT I WANT
I'm not trying to get existential right now! 
DON'T TELL ME WHAT I WANT

I’M NOT TRYNA GET EXISTENTIAL

Ugly is the only way I step
None above me
They don't know all my experience
I walk ugly in a world that shows no difference to me

I became the deserter

Deserter

Mag.Lo
////_Artist/Production/Songwriter_////

Official Website
https://www.maglo.work

4TH

Mag.Lo

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