Name: 2nd Fiddle by Zombie One
Duration: 2 min 39 s
Description: Sometimes you know damn well you are not a second choice/backup plan. Getting treated as such is far beyond fucked up. When you know your worth and know without a single doubt, let them know. I ain't no fuck boy.

😍🔥👏🏻  that fire is TOO hot to be on the back burner 

WORD?

Barcade (feat. Aesop Rock & MF DOOM)

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SONG CREDITS:
Written & Performed by Aesop Rock
Produced by Blockhead

LYRICS:
Love note to the whole fuck show, postmarked from a lighthouse in the blunt smoke, Dear motherfuckers, I’m teetering if you must know, wolf at the door like a bug to the fructose, Niece on the phone saying “Ian you should visit more”, We could build forts while the pigs court civil war, Miss you, miss you more, see you on the far side, scuffed shoes, couple new scars in the archive, I’m not here to pull scarves out, Here to pick tumblers under water with his arms bound, from in chains to the heart of “where art thou”,  I’m out there down to throw a grapnel at a guard tower, Down to spray piss on a cop car, It’s rage in the form of renaissance art, Can’t treat it like a job at the stockyard and feign shock when they turn the block to a pock mark, Stock parts knocking on Mach 1 to Camp Lo, amped up, eyes glowing unknown pantones, drive ’til it feels like a Van Gogh, lest I cheetah me some antelope, partly cloudy, palpable panic in the troposphere, wake a giant, poke a bear, we don’t do smoke and mirrors, we do do a med-kit and spare clothes, leave a motherfucker nowhere close, new super power that I picked up In the frenzy, I could draw a roof on fire from memory, each and every sketch another bloodletting, in the of wake escalation, and excessive rubbernecking, the champ can’t look away, drink it in, strobe-light, smoke, no life, no lifeguard, sink or swim, ring around the king of pain, bring acetaminophen, You either see the vision or dinner with demolition men, Boom, flame to the fuse to the barrel, I step into the room, split an arrow with an arrow, the first trick shot is just to show em that I dabble… I will not be aiming for the apple, Lately I treat every interaction as a living wake, thanking people close to me before the photo pixelate, new day, folk down play the game different, changed, and going from being chased to playing chicken, Get your whole road map pac-man’d, black mask, snack on whatever’s in the dash cam, It’s not an ad, hashtag, or a tap dance, patsy, the revolution will not have jazz hands, I know you’re alien to matters of the heart and mind, that shit that make you park the car and scream into the dark of night, Some days I wanna build a rocket to the Karman line, 10, 9, 8, keep your head and arms inside,  yea

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Garbology

Aesop Rock x Blockhead - Jazz Hands

Aesop Rock - Take A Titty Out (final)

Collaboration with Rotten One. He provided the beat and I spit on it. Had a good time. Sorry, it took so long. but here it is. Enjoy!

Carnage

Frogs

Like That

Sometimes you know damn well you are not a second choice/backup plan. Getting treated as such is far beyond fucked up. When you know your worth and know without a single doubt, let them know. I ain't no fuck boy.

2nd Fiddle

A Song

A beat for the peeps at Kanme Studios for their more than fresh graphic novel "Boom Shaka". About a beatboxer who moves across the globe to find out he has superpowers, don't wanna give too much away. Go check it out for yourself.

Boom Shaka Soundtrack

Chakra Blast

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VIDEO CREDITS:
Director: Tommy Nova
Assistant: Gates

SONG CREDITS:
Written & Performed by Cambatta
Produced by Sol Messiah
Live Bass by Steve Lake
Additional Vocals by Sa-Roc

LYRICS:
I should of been here a long time ago
Took a while to find the right skull that my brain fits
Big heart gotta make sure the rib cage thick
Strong legs supporting the frame that I placed it
Faceless you don’t even notice when I shapeshift
Greatness
Happens when you focus in the stasis
State switch
Whether in a globe or in a matrix
Agent
Clone that be patrolling with the name Smith
Neo in this insane glitch
Bang clips
Dodge it, I reloaded ‘til it grazed him
Flame lit
Finally I woke up from this strange trip
Wake since
Body was a coma as it laid stiff
Batta so much older than his age is
Higher than than vultures of the cranes get
Body is pagoda on a crane lift
Plane hit
Tower topple over like a crane kick
Tubal Cain on the cane and the crank hit
Take the remains and create with the masons
Like Plato with play do I clay mold and pay doe
Hope they know my doe ain’t the doe that you play with

I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign 
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign
I reign sol supreme 
I reign sol supreme 
I reign sol supreme
I reign 
I reign sol supreme 
I reign sol supreme 
I reign sol supreme
I reign 


What if you're the lone survivor
Last human ever known surviving alone
Last soul acquires the whole entire combined light of every living soul that died on the globe
Life twilight zone inspired
What’s power in the hands of the only fiver is own
Nation of one, Earth if you don’t divide her
Moses, Joseph, Job, Elijah
If they been waiting for the Sol Messiah and his holiest host
For holding a ghost inside of, I’m close
The divine chauffeur driver Jehova hired
The only rider he chose for guiding the coast
Roam through Gaia
Posted high upon a dark horse
My saddle and my rope is tied to the coach
Dark horse
Gold logo sign on the side of the new chrome testarossa tires with spokes
Whoever stole my lighter is no
Match for the flame that my dope requires to tote
Indo Flintstone igniter
I smoke
Dovin’ ocean holding fire the float
You would choke if you quote what I wrote for writers
Occult oath reciter and potent rhymer
This blunt that I hold the light up is a baton 
I composed the choir the notes I spoke is higher
Then vocals of the old Mariah
I would died before I ever tell the coach I’m tired
I won’t expire, Covid fighter
My T-cells stay mobile I’m your phone provider 


I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign 
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign 
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign sol supreme
I reign

Sol Messiah - Sol Supreme (feat. Cambatta)

Greetings fellow emcees.. Here are some free hip hop instrumentals for anyone to use, record on.. do whatever you like - I dont mind - only one condition - i want to hear the end result :) please provide a link to whatever it is that you end up doing with it. that shall be all. thanks. enjoy. keep it gangsta! ROTTEN.ONE

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Musician and composer. Original compositions. I'm inspired by a lot of different genres of music. I'm always creating. Constant learning and down to colaborate. If it works it works. I'm just enjoying the ride. Hit me up

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