Jungle Jangle (Feat. Prof. Mayfly) by ScaL published on 2021-04-02T19:01:26Z 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 Genre Hip-hop & Rap