The past tense

היה מפץ גדול, הכל התפוצץ, האאוקריוטים קפצו, כל תא התחיל להסתבך, אב קדמון משותף, מה הוא עשה? הפך אותנו למוזרים, כל אחד עם שטות בדרך! האבולוציה לא עוצרת, תמיד זזה, היא לקחה דינוזאורים ועשתה ציפורים משתוללות, החיים הם ניסוי, כל אחד פה חולם, והתוצאה? יצורים עם רעיונות – כמו סרט מדע בדיוני!

[Intro: Sunny] Yo, welcome to The Big Picture, it"s Sunny on the mic, With my man Patrick here—though we see Louis in two different lights. I’m here to expose his flaws, his rule I can’t abide, While Patrick’s out here tryin’ to defend him—let’s let the truth collide! [Verse 1: Sunny] Louis, oh Louis, you"re a royal disgrace, Short-sighted, clumsy—ain’t no leader in this place. I see you stumbling like a peasant, barely two steps ahead, Weak-willed and corrupt, leavin’ your kingdom filled with dread. Your advisors filled with greed, debt roarin’ off the charts, Calonne tried to fix it, but you just fell apart. Champagne for breakfast while the nation’s left to bleed— I can’t stand you, Louis; you’re the poster child for greed! [Verse 1: Patrick] Now hold up, Sunny, let me flip the script a bit— Louis wasn’t perfect, but his heart, you can’t omit. Sure, he was clumsy and a bit lost in royal luxury, But he loved his family deep—there’s more than what you see. He may’ve spent his days on clocks and wild hunts in the field, Yet underneath that awkward gait was a soul that could feel. Yeah, his education was lacking, decisions came out weak, But sometimes a tender heart is what history needs to seek. [Chorus: Both] In The Big Picture, we break it down so clear— Sunny’s full of hate, while Patrick holds him dear. Debt, corruption, lazy reign—Sunny’s callin’ out the flaws, But Patrick sees a human king with a heart that still draws. [Bridge: Sunny & Patrick] Sunny: Debt and corruption—that’s the stain on his reign! Patrick: A misunderstood soul, tryin’ to ease the people’s pain! Sunny: I hate him, Patrick, his failures make me fume! Patrick: But I see a man with heart, emerging from the gloom! [Verse 2: Sunny] Look at the evidence, man—Louis left us in a bind, Surrounded by corrupt nobles, and debt that blew our mind. He backed down on reforms, let the rot spread through the court, While he dined on lavish feasts—where was the support? He wasn’t schooled for a crown, an accidental heir to the throne, So instead of strong leadership, he left us all alone. I’m sick of his indecision and his misplaced royal charm— Louis, you’re a failure, causing nothing but harm! [Verse 2: Patrick] But listen, Sunny—fate threw him in that crown, No proper mentor taught him how to hold it down. He loved his kids, he cherished life despite his flaws, Even if he spent his days lost in hunts and odd clock draws. Yes, the debt crisis raged and corruption took its toll, But deep inside, his honest heart was trying to console. It’s easy to hate a king who seems so out of place— But don’t ignore the man behind that troubled face. [Verse 3: Sunny] Louis’s portrait’s a canvas of missed chances and decay, A ruler who let corruption and debt lead him astray. His lavish breakfasts and careless rule left the peop

Yeah, uh, Raffaele in zona, piselli nella testa, la passione che lo sfonda, trappin’ nella vita, no stop, no freni, sborra e sesso gay, fra’, questi i suoi beni. Raffaele sul beat, fra’, non si ferma mai, piselli nei sogni, li vuole, oh my, sborra come pioggia, cade dal cielo, gay vibes in loop, vive senza velo. Corre nella notte, fra’, luci al neon, passione che brucia, è la sua religion, non gli serve altro, solo corpi e calore, Raffaele il king, col cazzo nel cuore. [Ritornello] Sborra, piselli, sesso gay, yeah, Raffaele balla, non si ferma, fra’, trappa la vita, il suo flow è reale, passione infinita, fra’, sempre leale. Sborra, piselli, sesso gay, uh, Raffaele in cima, non guarda giù, vive per questo, lo sai com’è, il re della notte, fra’, sempre sé. Culo in aria, fra’, non c’è pudore, Raffaele comanda, il boss del sapore, piselli in fila, li vuole tutti, sesso che esplode, fra’, cuori distrutti. Diamanti sul collo, ma il vero gioiello, è quella passione che scorre nel cervello, gay trap anthem, lo canta col cuore, Raffaele è fuoco, brucia ogni rumore. Sborra, piselli, sesso gay, yeah, Raffaele balla, non si ferma, fra’, trappa la vita, il suo flow è reale, passione infinita, fra’, sempre leale. Sborra, piselli, sesso gay, uh, Raffaele in cima, non guarda giù, vive per questo, lo sai com’è, il re della notte, fra’, sempre sé. [Outro] Yeah, Raffaele, fra’, il nome che spacca, piselli e sborra, la sua vita strappa, sesso gay forever, non c’è fine qua, trappin’ nella notte, Raffaele è la star.

Money bags, stacking up the cash Counting up the racks, making it last Living life lavish, never looking back Hustling hard, staying on track Rolling in the dough, living like a king Diamonds on my wrist, bling bling bling Money talks, I"m fluent in the language Stacking up the paper, never feeling anguish I"m on a mission, chasing after the green Money bags on my mind, living the dream Riding in the whip, feeling so fly Money on my mind, reaching for the sky I"m a baller, making moves every day Money bags in my pocket, never gonna stray Living large, living fast Money bags in my grasp, making it last So I"m grinding,shining no denying is the reason I"m flying So if you see me by sliding you better know that I"m gliding with money bags Just know I"m living the life Stacking up the cash, reaching new heights Money bags, money bags Living life without any drags Hustling hard, making it rain Money bags, that"s my game.

November 16 2019 yea told em all don’t worry boutta get my bag in a hurry yea I ain’t even worried everything I put my mind to always ends up working I will have 100 thousand in two weeks I wrote that shit on my Callander no more more stressing let the game know get em all ready for the massacre girl you know your ass is fat as fuck told a thotty I got a woman if I talk to you she goin be mad as fuck now she wanna strip for my manager once you get the bag cameras here come all the scavengers now they wanna ask who’s he ? never came around in the past before look so fresh when I wreck the challenger hop out feeling blessed like a Matador roll up in a Royce but I neva ride passenger flow so Immaculate I’m your favorite rappers favorite rapper you can call me Casper flippn bars like a spatula buy a house so big so much money I can’t even count it up I gotta hire a private janitor scan my parameters I ain’t sipping on that double cup but I’m rolling up that lavender God on my line some one call chance the rapper up I got burn holes in my hoodie I’m like boogie when I’m thuggn out the storm till it passes us ain’t no drought we do it for the passion never do it for some clout , on my way to the bank all I do is laugh it up what they really bout looking for a reason ask me one thing . why I really need this ... rick got MS and can’t afford the medication once he goes who is going to help out barb pay the mortgage after she gave everything she had into ricks medication momma got cancer and we ain’t spoke since she set me up and got me locked up for trying to show her a better way then self medicating my father can hardly walk and has no way to retire so he has to work construction as a fucking labor Dennis loaned me 50 grand towards my dreams and I always promised him I would triple that before his days come to a end my girl believes in me so much she sticks around, through me working every night and every day in the stuido and if it takes too much longer she might want a separation I put into my music so much love and dedication I know that everything I put in will always come back around and I will show my family better places every one from my past ended up dead or in jail so I knew I had to make some fucking changes this ain’t the way I wanna live , ima show everyone around me something they never could imagine up when I die all I ask is you burry me in gold so the devil can’t enter my casket turn the struggle into enough money to build a empire off a dollar and a dream I know that Gods plan will never fail all will be achieved gotta be faithful feds still searching round the way for my brother because he would neva stay in jail I say fuck em if you want him you gotta make it thru me open up the mail box and get a hundred million dollars worth of checks in the mail at that moment I realize it all started with a dream

Here’s a structured version of your song with a clear flow and balanced transitions. I kept your raw energy and storytelling while refining the rhythm and rhyme consistency. “Nov 16th” [Intro] Yea… Told ‘em all don’t worry Boutta get my bag in a hurry Yea… I ain’t even worried Everything I put my mind to Always ends up working [Hook] I’ll have a hundred thousand in two weeks Wrote that down on my calendar No more stressin’, let the game know Get ‘em ready for the massacre Now they wanna ask, “Who’s he?” Never came around in the past before Hop out fresh, wreck the Challenger Feeling blessed like a Matador [Verse 1] Told a thotty I got a woman If I talk to you, she gon’ be mad as fuck Now she wanna strip for my manager Once you get the bag, here come cameras Now they come around like scavengers Roll up in a Royce But I never ride passenger Flow so immaculate I’m your favorite rapper’s favorite rapper Call me Casper, flipping bars like a spatula Buy a house so big So much money, can’t count it up Gotta hire a private janitor Scan my parameters I ain’t sipping on that double cup But I’m rolling up that lavender God on my line, someone Call Chance the Rapper up [Hook] I’ll have a hundred thousand in two weeks Wrote that down on my calendar No more stressin’, let the game know Get ‘em ready for the massacre Now they wanna ask, “Who’s he?” Never came around in the past before Hop out fresh, wreck the Challenger Feeling blessed like a Matador Dennis loaned me 50 grand For my dream, I promised him I would triple that before His days come to an end My girl believes in me so much She sticks around through the pain But if this takes much longer She might walk away [Bridge] I put my love in this music Dedication in my veins I know that what I put in Always finds its way back again Everybody from my past Ended up dead or in jail So I had to make a change Find my way out of this hell [Verse 3] I don’t wanna live like this I’ma show ‘em something they ain’t seen Turn the struggle into power Build an empire from a dream When I die, just bury me in gold So the devil can’t enter my casket Turn my pain into a fortune God’s plan will never vanish [Outro] Open up the mailbox Hundred million dollar checks in the mail At that moment, I realized It all started with a dream

“In My Zone” [Hook] (Money on my mind) but I’m trapped in my zone I’ve been walking down this road, swear I’ve been here before Seen it way too many times, yeah, I already know Tryna find a way out, but this place feel like home [Verse 1] I been living in my life, now the sign says GO Keep on walking down this road like, where should I go? Talking to myself, but ain’t nobody home Got these angels on my line, why they blow up my phone? Tryna chill, I just need to be alone Locked inside my mind, I just stay in my zone They keep showing me the signs, they won’t leave me alone I been talking to myself, but ain’t nobody home, yeah Uh, need to go and find a way Looking for an escape Running from this place Everything gotta change [Pre-Hook] Building a future, where all of my dreams Ain’t just illusions, they turn to real things Rethinking life and what matters to me Cutting off drama and fake energy [Hook] (Money on my mind) but I’m trapped in my zone I’ve been walking down this road, swear I’ve been here before Seen it way too many times, yeah, I already know Tryna find a way out, but this place feel like home [Verse 2] And I know why I’ma get it ‘fore I die Then I’m gon’ fly Get it in, then I’ma grind And I’m gon’ shine I rise Why they wanna go live a lie? Try, they die I been here so long that I live in my zone Got the devil on my shoulder, he won’t leave me alone See the shadows on my wall, why they talking to me? I been trapped inside a lie where ain’t nothing for free [Bridge] So I been working every day, tryna finalize my grind Turn my shine up so bright, all my haters go blind Need to find a new way, I been searching for peace Tryna get up out this place where my soul feel free Still I’m praying every day, I put my hands to the sky And I been waving my fingers to the devil, no lie I ask why they been trapped, they say sixty-six I say f* all that bullshit, you know I’ma win** [Verse 3] All these haters gon’ talk, by the end they gon’ quit I keep moving forward, locked in on my dreams in this s*** Gotta get back on my grind, collect all of my bags Why they keep on talking when they coming in last? I got too much on my mind, that’s the reason I’m stressed Woke up early on my grind, that’s the reason I’m blessed My head’s such a mess, is this life just a test? Take these losses as lessons, I ain’t failed nothing yet [Outro] They say they on they grind, but I see through the lies I can see it in they eyes, they just stuck in disguise I keep rolling on my own, only I know why Woke up blessed in the morning, now I rise, yeah

[Verse] Yo sit back let me tell you a tale Logged in with dreams but it’s turning to fail Garena on the hunt like a wolf in the night One wrong move man and they’re ready to fight [Verse 2] ID locked phone’s out of sight Shadow ban strikes in the dead of the night Logging in feels like Russian roulette Only takes one shot and you're done I bet [Chorus] Banned from the game they took my name Fighting the system but it's all the same Battle’s gone digital but my rage is real Lost in the code can’t break the seal [Verse 3] Caught in the crossfire can't get away Ping’s too high can't find my way Teammates shouting like ghosts in my ear Trying to play fair but I just disappear [Bridge] They got their rules and I’ve got mine Playing these games is a battle line Lost in the matrix can’t hear my plea All I want is a break for free [Chorus] Banned from the game they took my name Fighting the system but it's all the same Battle’s gone digital but my rage is real Lost in the code can’t break the seal

कभी कैमरा ऑन, कभी एडिटिंग रात भर, सपनों को पूरा करने का है ये सफर। कंटेंट बनाऊं दिल से, मेहनत नहीं कम, फिर भी कहे दुनिया, "भाई, ये क्या बकवास है सनम?" मैं यूट्यूबर बन गया, अपना जादू चला दिया, कभी ट्रेंडिंग पे आया, कभी डिमोनेटाइज़ हुआ! लाइक, शेयर, सब्सक्राइब कर दे, भाई, वरना चैनल ही उड़ जाएगा!

Out in the fields where the sun shines bright, Din’s got his farm and he’s workin’ all night. Macedonian roots runnin" deep in the dirt, Eggs by the dozen, man, he’s puttin’ in work. Got hens on the land, cluckin" all around, The rooster"s crowin", it"s a bustling sound. Cartons of eggs piled high to the sky, Din’s livin’ the dream, and he’s never shy. But he"s got too many eggs, can’t count ‘em all, From dawn till dusk, he’s on that farm call. Eggs in the basket, eggs in his hands, Din"s rollin" with hoes like he"s the man. Now they say Din"s got a way with his hoes, Not the ones in the barn, but the ones that pose. Girls on his side, they can"t get enough, With a wink and a smile, he’s always the tough. He’s got "em lined up, from here to the ridge, Macedonian heart, and they’re all on the bridge. Flirting and laughing while he collects his gold, Eggs by the thousands, his empire"s bold. But he"s got too many eggs, can’t count ‘em all, From dawn till dusk, he’s on that farm call. Eggs in the basket, eggs in his hands, Din’s rollin’ with hoes like he"s the man. He don’t mind the work, he don’t mind the grind, But Din’s got something that messes with his mind. Eggs stackin’ up and the hoes at his door, He’s just tryin" to handle it all, nothing more. But he"s got too many eggs, can’t count ‘em all, From dawn till dusk, he’s on that farm call. Eggs in the basket, eggs in his hands, Din’s rollin’ with hoes like he"s the man. So here"s to Din, the Macedonian king, Eggs by the ton and the love he can bring. With hoes on his side and eggs in the sack, He’s livin’ large, no lookin’ back.

Yo, Ryan, grab a seat—nah, better yet, grab a plate, "Cause I know you never show up unless there"s food up in your face. Man, you eat like it"s a sport, but you never hit the gym, Only reps you ever do is fork to mouth—again and again. Fridge door swinging like a DJ in the mix, You call it "meal prep," but it"s just six plates of Twix. Big Bite Ryan, stomach like a black hole, Leave a crumb? Nah, bro, you be licking up the bowl. You ain"t hungry, you just greedy, better face it, Got a loyalty card at every fast food location! Late night snacks? Nah, it"s a whole buffet, Wake up at noon, first words? "What’s to eat today?" Ain’t no leftovers when you step up in the spot, "Save me a slice" Ryan said, "I’d rather not." Even your shadow look like it’s craving a meal, You be eating in your sleep, that’s some real-life skill. Pockets full of crumbs, bro, where your money at? Oh wait you spent it all on a family-sized snack! Big Bite Ryan, stomach like a black hole, Leave a crumb? Nah, bro, you be licking up the bowl. You ain"t hungry, you just greedy, better face it, Got a loyalty card at every fast-food location! So Ryan, if you hear this, don’t get mad, just chew, Matter fact, here’s a burger do what you do. Just know, when it’s time to share, we all aware, Ryan’s got one rule: "I don’t play fair!"

Verse 1) Davin went out for tacos last night, Feeling so bold, took the hottest bite. Ghost pepper salsa, he said, “No fear!” But now he’s sweatin’, clutchin’ his rear. (Pre-Chorus) Oh no, oh no, the pressure’s real, Stomach’s twisting like a wagon wheel. Ran to the bathroom, kicked down the door, What came next shook the floor. (Chorus) Boom, bam, fire in the hole, Davin’s asshole lost control. Screamin’ loud, prayin’ fast, Lord have mercy, it’s a spicy blast. Boom, bam, walls turn red, Thought for sure he’d wake up dead. No more tacos, no more pride, Davin’s ass just straight up died. (Verse 2) Five alarms, doctors called, Whole damn city felt the fallout. Neighbors crying, windows cracked, That bathroom ain’t ever coming back. (Pre-Chorus) Oh no, oh no, the burn won’t quit, Sweating bullets, talking to his shit. Regret is real, the end is near, His whole life flashed from the rear. (Chorus) Boom, bam, fire in the hole, Davin’s asshole lost control. Screamin’ loud, prayin’ fast, Lord have mercy, it’s a spicy blast. Boom, bam, walls turn red, Thought for sure he’d wake up dead. No more tacos, no more pride, Davin’s ass just straight up died. (Bridge) Never again, he swore that night, But next week he took another bite. Here we go, round two’s begun, Light a candle—pray for his bum. (Outro) Boom, bam, learn from this, Taco Tuesday ain’t worth the risk. If you feel brave, think again, Or end up like Davin, my friend.