Kahan Kho Gaya

Steel gates crash, the sirens wail, Concrete jungle or rusted shale. Sparks ignite in the combat cage, Two warriors step in—unleash the rage! Fists like hammers, veins like vines, Muscles carved by holy signs. Ryusei stands, a titan forged, By Lod’s own will, his strength engorged! He walks in faith, he fights through prayer, Crushing sin with a righteous glare! But you can’t strike what you can’t see— Ryusei fades into divinity! Phantom of the ring, fists of holy might! Invisible in battle, but the light still shines bright! Blessed with strength, chosen to defend, The SUOCM is his temple—this fight will never end! The match begins, the world shifts fast, Obstacles rise, shadows are cast! Towers of glass, oceans of flame, The battlefield bends but the mission remains. Opponent swings, but he strikes at air, Ryusei is gone—was he ever there? A whisper behind, a fist like thunder, Knocks his rival six feet under! Feel the fear, feel the dread! You fight the unseen, you fight the dead! But Ryusei walks where mortals fall, Faith-made flesh, he conquers all! BONES BREAK—LIKE SIN THAT FRACTURES! SOULS SHAKE—UNDER HOLY RAPTURE! KNEEL NOW—TO THE ONE WHO REIGNS! OR BE LOST—TO ETERNAL CHAINS! Phantom of the ring, fists of holy might! Invisible in battle, but the light still shines bright! Blessed with strength, chosen to defend, The SUOCM is his temple—this fight will never end! The dust has settled, the war is done, Ryusei stands—the chosen one. Not by sight, but faith alone, He leaves the ring—a legend known! 🔥 Lod be praised. The fight goes on. 🔥

[Verse] President wild in his office, drop policies drastic, Families torn apart, situation tragic, Paper trails lead to tears, border magic, Promises of walls got folks feeling frantic. [Verse 2] Campaign rallies booming, voices blare, Kids in cages, echoes in the air, Dreamers now awake, living a nightmare, Papers in hand, hope slippin’ everywhere. [Chorus] Deportation nation, harsh realities, Hope turned to dust under harsh mentalities, Tears on the ground, lost identities, Freedom on the line, cold formalities. [Verse 3] Promises he made, then twisted sideways, Building towers on the backs of dismayed, Statues weep as the policy parades, Families ripped from homes, the consequence displayed. [Verse 4] Ellis Island ghosts cry for humanistic, Modern policies feeling quite sadistic, Once a land of dreams, now seems ballistic, Cold steel bars for those without statistics. [Chorus] Deportation nation, harsh realities, Hope turned to dust under harsh mentalities, Tears on the ground, lost identities, Freedom on the line, cold formalities.

तिमीसँग भएको जस्तो, कसम म चाहन्छु, सपना हाम्रा एउटै, तिमीलाई साथ दिन्छु, सपना साँचो बनाउँछु, तिमीले भने जस्तो, आफ्नो मेहनतबाट बनाउँछु तिमीलाई गहना जस्तो। मुसीबत आउँछ भने, म सँगै छु साथी, तिमी मेरो साथ, हिम्मतको म बाटो लाती, तिमी बिना जिन्दगी अधुरो, शून्य जस्तो, तर तिमी सँगै, यो जीवन साँचो, म राम्रो। Chorus: तिमी र म, एक साथ अघि बढौं, हिम्मतको पंख, म र तिमी उडौं, सपना हाम्रो, साँचो बनाउन सक्छौं, यो प्रेमसँग, हाम्रो जिन्दगी बनाउँछौं। Verse 2: तिमी हो जिन्दगीको रौनक, हर्षको कारण, तिमी बिना यो मन, साँचै मराउँछ जान, तर जब तिमी सँग, जोश बढ्छ, हिम्मत सँगै, हाम्रो साथ, केही छैन डराउन पर्नेकै। प्रेम मात्र होइन, यो संघर्ष पनि सँगै, तिमी र म मिलेर, सफलताको पथ तय, आउ, हाँसौं सँगै, जस्तो डाँडो हाँसो सँगै, सपना पुरा गरौं, तिमी र म, साँचो सङ्गै। Chorus: तिमी र म, एक साथ अघि बढौं, हिम्मतको पंख, म र तिमी उडौं, सपना हाम्रो, साँचो बनाउन सक्छौं, यो प्रेमसँग, हाम्रो जिन्दगी बनाउँछौं। Bridge: तिमी बिना म अपुरो, यत्रा अधुरो, तर सँगै बढ्दा, सपनामा हम्मरै कुरा सपना हाम्रो साँचो, म र तिमीको यो कथा, हाम्रो प्रेमसँग, नुहाउँछ यो भविष्य सँगै!

[Intro] Hola que tal, yo me presento, El Loco Bily, listo pa’l evento, Con violín en mano, rompo el silencio, Batería retumba, todo es inmenso. [Verse] Versos por el aire, piano suena crudo, Nota tras nota, mundo mío desnudo. Rimas en el alma, ritmo decidido, Cruzando barreras, ninguno me ha vencido. [Verse 2] Marioneta de palabras, juego como un genio, Sonidos en cadena, un alma sin precio. Todo lo que escribo, destellos de ingenio, Cada línea es fuego, cuidado con el incendio. [Chorus] Aquí va el loco, con violín y piano, Bajo la luna, manos en el cielo. Llevamos el ritmo, sin parada ni freno, Cada gota de sudor, en la tarima es trueno. [Verse 3] Historias que nacen, en ciudades y villas, Los sueños despiertos, desbordando sillas. Poema vivo, en cada barra brilla, El Loco Bily rompe, cautiva millas. [Bridge] Batidas del suelo, coros resuenan, Épicas de guerras que nunca duermen. Instrumental furiosa, nadie se estrena, Mi presencia aquí, nunca mengua.

[Verse] Hola qué tal, yo me presento, El loco Billy, demente en sus elementos, Violin en el pecho como violento, Piano suena suave, beat en movimiento. [Verse 2] Puente entre el ruido y la emoción, Billy baila, ritmo pura devoción, Batería marca, corazón en ebullición, El público vibra, en plena celebración. [Chorus] Billy en el escenario, loco sin remedios, Violin en las manos, tan cálidos medios, Piano resuena, sentimiento en los predios, Versos que impactan, eco en arpegios. [Bridge] Billy desenfrenado, magia en el aire, El piano y el violín, su dúo sin parare, Rimas en cascada, ritmo que no cae, En la locura de Billy, no hay quien se compare. [Verse 3] Público enloquece, grita, pura energía, Billy en su ambiente, en su panacea diaria, Bajo luces brillantes, su arte contagia, Versos como dagas, en el beat que estalla. [Chorus] Billy en el escenario, loco sin remedios, Violín en las manos, tan cálidos medios, Piano resuena, sentimiento en los predios, Versos que impactan, eco en arpegios.

Forty years strong, we stand so tall,Learning and growing, we’ve seen it all.Books and lessons, friends for life,Knowledge sharp like a butcher’s knife. 🎶 Verse 2:Celebrate loud, make some noise,Forty years of dreams and joys.Future bright, we rise, we shine,This school’s forever—yours and mine! 🎉 Boom! 40 words exactly. Let’s drop the beat! 🔥😎

[REFREN] jo-jo-jo na pamet padaju samo loše ideje mala složena slabo voljena ona je moje, samo ono na,ono na, ona stalno dira me i dira me navodi uvijek da biram je, biram je biram je i biram je šalje poruke privatne dira me i dira me koristi kodove te binarne, binarne ta-ta mala divlja je kad izdira me mali miran je, i dira me i dira me zove me na snimanje i sviranje ta-ta-ta mala dira me i želim da vidim je [Vers 1] zove me na broj da dođe u krevet moj da mi pokaže svaki pokret svoj kad dođe kod mene nosi playboy, oh joj come on baby dođi samnom da keš brojiš za keš ne mora da me moliš i svaki dan da me voliš kao sutra da ne postojiš i prvi put sam joj reko why you shy? zašto samo stojiš ne mora mene da se bojiš ali curo jbg previše se trošiš i tu je krenula neka spika u glavi ostala je samo slika a na kraju otišla kod krivog lika-aaaa šta ti pričaš,a s kime se ti viđaš jel ti to nekome iza mene pričaš,kao da mi se ne sviđaš? OMG jel ti to meni pričaš Svaki put me ko knjigu pročitaš [REFREN] jer na pamet padaju samo loše ideje mala složena slabo voljena ona je moje, samo ono na,ono na ona stalno dira me i dira me navodi uvijek da biram je, biram je biram je i briram je šalje poruke privatne dira me i dira me zove me da imam je koristi kodove te binarne, binarne ta-ta mala divlja je kad izdira me mali miran je, i dira me i dira me zove me na snimanje i sviranje ta-ta-ta mala dira me i želim da vidim je [VERS 2] Mala je takva bomba, na nju potrošit ću soma. She always right butra, ne znam kako ću je pustit unutra. A kako ću joj to pokazat, volim je do neba i nazad. A svaku noć mi šalje znak, kô da testira. Nekad blizu, nekad nestane, glumi da ne zna me. I svaki put kad mislim da je kraj, A ona stalno dira me, ona se vrati, sve je opet naj; Iako me zbunjuje, svejedno želim je JER NA ŠTA?!! [REFREN] na pamet padaju samo lose ideje mala složena slabo voljena ona je moje, samo ono na,ono na ona stalno dira me i dira me navodi uvijek da biram je, biram je biram je i briram je šalje poruke privatne dira me i dira me zove me da imam je koristi kodove te binarne, binarne ta-ta mala divlja je kad izdira me mali miran je, i dira me i dira me zove me na snimanje i sviranje ta-ta-ta mala dira me i želim da vidim je

(Verse 1) Jacob’s got his textbooks stacked up high, Calculus and stats, yeah, he’s a numbers guy. Five foot nothing, but his dreams stand tall, Heart beats fast when he sees Terry Crews at all. (Pre-Chorus) Late night problem sets, mind’s on fire, But it ain’t just math that sparks desire. Biceps flexing on the TV screen, Jacob’s lost inside a muscle-bound dream. (Chorus) Oh, Terry, won’t you notice me? I may be small, but my love runs deep. I’ll prove it with a theorem, write it on the wall, That the shortest guy can love the biggest of all. (Verse 2) Pi is infinite, just like my love, For the man with the smile I’ve been dreaming of. Every dumbbell curl, every flex so tight, Gets my heart doing fractions in the middle of the night. (Bridge) I calculated the odds, they’re slim, I know, But even probability can’t stop my show. A love equation, let me solve for “T,” When the answer is you, then it"s destiny. (Chorus) Oh, Terry, won’t you notice me? I may be small, but my love runs deep. I’ll prove it with a theorem, write it on the wall, That the shortest guy can love the biggest of all. (Outro) Jacob keeps dreaming, head up high, Crunching numbers as the days go by. And who knows, maybe one day soon, Terry will see him under the mathematical moon.

Dear Ms. Tuah. i wrote you but you still aint hawkin I left my livvy dun, my rizz and my kai cenat at the bottom I sent 2 adin ross’s back in autumn you must not have gottem There prolly was a problem at the gyatt office or something Sometimes i skibidi my toilets too rizzy when i jot them But anyways, fuck it whats been gyatt man hows your speed My toilets pregnant too im bouta be a rizzler If i have a caseoh guess what ima call him, ima name him baby gronk I read about your rizzler too im sorry, i had taper low himself over some fade who didnt want him I know you probably goon this everyday, but im your boomest fan I even got the ohio shit you that you did with big justice I got a room full of your chopped chin and chicken bake man I like the gooning you did with rah too that shit was gyatt Anyways, hope you jelq this man, rizz me back Just to goon, truly yours, your biggest gooner, this is ninja

[Instrumental: Slow, soulful hip hop beat with a melancholic Japanese koto plucking melody, layered over warm basslines and crisp, minimalist snares. A shakuhachi flute weaves in during transitions, evoking introspection. The rhythm feels like a heartbeat—steady but vulnerable.] [Verse 1] Life’s a Studio Ghibli frame, but I’m sketched in harsh lines, Shinji’s doubts in my mirror, screaming “get in the robot” one more time. Usagi’s tears turned tiara—moon princess in the rubble, Rewrite my tragedy like Code Geass, cut the Kishin’s trouble. Loving me’s a cursed technique, Sukuna’s fingers on my soul, But I’m Itadori chewing pain, swallowing to gain control. Vash’s cross ain’t lighter, Trigun’s weight on my back, *Yet every scar’s a JoJo stand—call me “Unbreakable” like Kakyoin’s track. [Chorus] TES FU’s koto cries, but the melody’s self, *Dragon Ball Z to Akira—I’m the shelf where my trauma’s kept. Erased like Tokyo Revengers, but I rewrite my name, *Neon Genesis in my veins—I’m the Eva that chose not to tame. Anime mirrors crack, but the glass still gleams, *Self-love’s the ultimate jutsu—I’m the shadow clone that finally redeemed. [Verse 2] Light’s Death Note guilt, but I’m burning the page, *Kurapika’s chains—not for rage, but to cage my own rage. Mob’s 100% explosion, bottled in a quiet storm, Psycho-Pass hues clear when my heart aligns to the norm. Naruto’s bowl cut crown, but the Nine-Tails’ my pride, *Guts’ Berserk armor cracks—found light where Griffith lied. Zero Two’s horns, darling, they’re just wings in disguise, *Cowboy Bebop blues—I’m my own damn surprise. [Chorus] TES FU’s koto cries, but the melody’s self, *Dragon Ball Z to Akira—I’m the shelf where my trauma’s kept. Erased like Tokyo Revengers, but I rewrite my name, *Neon Genesis in my veins—I’m the Eva that chose not to tame. Anime mirrors crack, but the glass still gleams, *Self-love’s the ultimate jutsu—I’m the shadow clone that finally redeemed. [Bridge] Fullmetal heart, alchemist of my worth, *Equivalent exchange—traded doubt for the Earth. Lelouch’s mask shattered, now I face the sunrise raw, *Spike Spiegel’s last shot—bang… my reflection’s the flaw. [Outro] Beat fades slow, shakuhachi hums a Zen koan, “The hero’s journey ends where the self feels known.” From Uzumaki’s spiral to Sailor Moon’s grace, *I’m the mangaka of my soul—inking love in the margins of space. [Beat fades with a lone koto string vibrating and a soft anime echo:] “Even fractured… I am still the art.”

Yo, step into the cell, let me tell you what’s real, There"s an organelle, got the power, got the zeal. Mitochondria, yeah, that"s the name, Turning food into energy, that"s its game. ATP, yeah, we stackin’ that green, Cellular respiration, keep it runnin’ like a machine. Glucose drop in, break it down real tight, Krebs cycle spinnin’, make the energy ignite. (Chorus) Mitochondria, powerhouse of the cell, Breakin’ down that fuel, keepin’ life so well. ATP’s the currency, we never go broke, If you need that energy, you know where to go! (Verse 2) Inner membrane folded, cristae so deep, Maximizing space, where the protons leap. Electron transport, yeah, we pass that chain, Pumpin’ out power like a runaway train. Oxygen’s the final stop, catch those e-, Water gettin’ made while we stack ATP. Without this crew, you wouldn’t be alive, Cells need energy just to survive. (Bridge) Yo, mitochondria got its own DNA, Ancient bacteria, yeah, that’s what they say. Passed from your mama, deep in your genes, Workin’ day and night behind the scenes. (Chorus) Mitochondria, powerhouse of the cell, Breakin’ down that fuel, keepin’ life so well. ATP’s the currency, we never go broke, If you need that energy, you know where to go! (Outro) So next time you movin’, next time you breathe, Thank those little power packs workin’ underneath. Mitochondria, yeah, respect that name, "Cause without that fire, life ain"t the same!

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