Bovine Struggle

[Verse] Golden minigunner blastin’ down the lane, Fallen king mighty, bringin' the pain. Medics healin’, keep the squad in the game, Jester tossin’ tricks, never the same. [Verse 2] Golden crate glitterin’, treasures untold, Engineers buildin', structures pure gold. Trappers settin’ snares, no escape, behold, Molten reworks heatin’ up, stories unfold. [Chorus] Commanders callin', strategy so tight, Void reavers marchin’, into the night. Electro lines buzzin’, electric kite, Defense squad in sync, ready for the fight. [Bridge] Creeps come crawlin’, but we ain’t scared, Base fortified, every angle prepared. Heroes stand proud, every challenge dared, Legends of defense, their efforts declared. [Verse 3] Pulse rifles hummin', arcs in the sky, Barricades shatterin’, enemies cry. Tactics so sharp, mind's eye can’t lie, Triumphs of the brave, never say die. [Chorus] Commanders callin', strategy so tight, Void reavers marchin’, into the night. Electro lines buzzin’, electric kite, Defense squad in sync, ready for the fight.

[Verse] तेरा चेहरा है, क्या बवाल, लोग देखते हँसते, मानो हो कमाल, नज़रें चुरा लेते, रात को सड़कों पे, हसीनाओं की महफिल में, तू शान से खड़ा [Verse 2] किसी ने हँसी उड़ाई, और कोई ताने कसे, दिल में दर्द उठे, पर पनाह कहीं ना मिले, आईनों से लड़ाई, तेरी रोज़ की कहानी, फिर भी तू रोशनी, हो जाए रात काली [Chorus] दाग दिल में हो या चेहरे पे सजाए, तेरी कहानी तेरे साथ, हर कोई तड़पाए, दिल से तू हीरा, चेहरे से चाहे पत्थर, ज़माने के कहने से, मत तू बिखर [Verse 3] ख्वाब सजाए तूने, अपनों की नजर से, राहें मुश्किल, पर इरादे फौलादी हैं दिल से, लोगों की बातों ने, कभी न तू कही हारे, चेहरे की रेखाएं, बनेगी तेरी दिशा-सारे [Verse 4] कोई कहे बदसूरत, कोई कहे फरिश्ता, तेरी अपनी पहचान, समझ खुद को सपनों का आशिक, लम्हें बने कहानी, तेरे अल्फाज़ों में बसे, तू कायम और कायम रहे, इसकी हिम्मत दिखा [Chorus] दाग दिल में हो या चेहरे पे सजाए, तेरी कहानी तेरे साथ, हर कोई तड़पाए, दिल से तू हीरा, चेहरे से चाहे पत्थर, ज़माने के कहने से, मत तू बिखर

The siren screams, and he’s out the door, Boots hit the ground as the engines roar. In a town so small, where help’s hard to find, He’s the first to show up, leaving nothing behind. With his boys watching close, he’s leading the way, Teaching them courage by living each day. It’s not just the fire he’s fighting to tame, It’s the man he’s shaping through the flames. When the fire bell rings, and the flames climb high, He’s a steady hand beneath a smoky sky. Risking it all for the lives at stake, He’s showing his boys the kind of men to make. It’s not the fear you feel but the strength you show, That’s the kind of man I want you to know. When the smoke clears out and the night’s gone still, He’s back at home on that porch up the hill. Telling his boys, “It’s not what you say, But the things you do that light the way.” With a handshake firm and a heart so true, He’s building a legacy in all that they do. From the firehouse bell to his family’s needs, He’s showing the world what it means to lead. When the fire bell rings, and the flames climb high, He’s a steady hand beneath a smoky sky. Risking it all for the lives at stake, He’s showing his boys the kind of men to make. It’s not the fear you feel but the strength you show, That’s the kind of man I want you to know.

[Verse] College nights, turnt up, we gettin' lit, Beerpong, flip cups, that competitive grit, Red cups stackin', shots like a pro hit, In the basement, bass thump, we never quit. [Verse 2] Frats and sororities, they got the pull, Student loans, but we actin' like we rich, no lull, Books on the shelf, but it's shots we mull, Textbooks gather dust, wild lives we cull. [Chorus] Turnt up U, where the party don't stop, Kegs tapped, beat drop, we the cream of the crop, Dancefloor packed, sweat drip, bodies in a hop, Livin' for the weekend, climbin' to the top. [Verse 3] Late-night pizza runs, sauce on our lips, Dial up the crew, gotta make that trip, Campus legends, wild stories we drip, Weeklong benders, ain't loosin' our grip. [Verse 4] TikTok flares up, challenges we spark, Study halls empty, party’s in the dark, Midterms can wait, livin' for the lark, Snapchat memories, reality we embark. [Bridge] Cops roll up, lights flash, scatterin' champs, Hide in the dorms, evade nightlamps, Party rescheduled, new clandestine camps, Emails from deans, but we don't give a damn.

[Verse] Cody and Blanca, ridin' side by side, Bikes and trucks, their hearts open wide. Underneath the open sky, southern breeze, Livin' life, feelin' free, and easy. [Verse 2] Cody revs the engine, Blanca rides in the back, Skies ablaze with the sunset's track. Through the fields, where memories unfold, Tales of love and laughter, born and told. [Chorus] Under the starlight, drinkin' beer, Cody whispers softly, "Blanca, come here." Hand in hand, the world is right, Love blooms strong in the Tennessee night. [Verse 3] Trump signs on fences, wave as they pass, On the long dirt roads, through miles of grass. Flags unfurl in the twilight's hue, Their love for the country, so pure and true. [Bridge] Crickets sing a sweet serenade, As they park by the creek in the soft glade. Cheers to the nights, where dreams collide, In Cody and Blanca's starlit ride. [Chorus] Under the starlight, drinkin' beer, Cody whispers softly, "Blanca, come here." Hand in hand, the world is right, Love blooms strong in the Tennessee night.

Cigarette ash on my guitar Ring in my pocket and a broken heart Wishing things worked out differently But tonight I'm turning up the whiskey Sorry I'm not a Rockstar Driving in that fancy car Maybe one day you'll know You not in my heart is never so They say if you love them gotta let them go But I'm holding on to this tattered rope Like a drive by trucker on the open road With these open containers whistling Skynard solos I say things I don't mean then I apologize, it's just testosterone and the look in your eyes The thought that I may never see that look again the thought you may say let's just be friends When I think of you I don't think of friends I think of long nights and legs that I don't want to end Dream of the smile dimples and the grin that makes my knees weak that make me want to sin They say if you love them gotta let them go But I'm holding on to this tattered rope Like a drive by trucker on this open road With these open containers whistling Skynard solos Whistling whistling Skynard solos Whistling whistling Skynard solos Fly high free curve Fly high watch out for that curb

[Verse] Travis got his old VW out back, Said, "Let's give this ride a brand new track." Cody, Bryan, Justin all gave a cheer, Grabbed the tools, and they pulled the car near. [Verse 2] First came the jacks, lifted her high, Blanca brought sweet tea and some apple pie. Ashley smiled, said, "You boys do it right, Soon you'll be cruisin' under the moonlight." [Chorus] Ridin' low with good ol' friends, Gonna make that beetle bend. Suspension high, then drop it down, We'll be the best show in town. [Verse 3] Cody in the corner, readin' the plan, "This ain't just any job, it's for the band." Bryan got the springs, Justin wired tight, Travis laughed, "We'll be sagging come the night." [Verse 4] Blanca's on her phone, capturing the scene, Ashley hums a tune, keeps the vibe serene. Sweat and oil, boys work till dawn, By the morning light, the Beetle's reborn. [Chorus] Ridin' low with good ol' friends, Gonna make that beetle bend. Suspension high, then drop it down, We'll be the best show in town.

Cigarette ash on my guitar Ring in my pocket and a broken heart Wishing things worked out differently But tonight I'm turning up the whiskey Sorry I'm not a Rockstar Driving in that fancy car Maybe one day you'll know You not in my heart is never so They say if you love them gotta let them go But I'm holding on to this tattered rope Like a drive by trucker on the open road With these open containers whistling Skynard solos I say things I don't mean then I apologize, it's just testosterone and the look in your eyes The thought that I may never see that look again the thought you may say let's just be friends When I think of you I don't think of friends I think of long nights and legs that I don't want to end Dream of the smile dimples and the grin that makes my knees weak that make me want to sin They say if you love them gotta let them go But I'm holding on to this tattered rope Like a drive by trucker on this open road With these open containers whistling Skynard solos Whistling whistling Skynard solos Whistling whistling Skynard solos Fly high free curve Fly high watch out for that curb

(Intro) Yo… Esto es pa’ la gente joven, presta atención, Que el respeto y el consentimiento son la base de la conexión. (Verso 1) Ey, no es un chiste ni un reto pa’l juego, Si ella dice “sí”, pero cambias, es veneno. El stealthing no es travesura ni hazaña, Es traición, es abuso, es cruzar una raya. Protección es pacto, es trato sagrado, Si lo rompes sin aviso, estás del otro lado. Respeta su cuerpo, respeta su voz, Sin consentimiento, tú pierdes a Dios. (Pre-coro) Si cambias las reglas en medio del acto, No eres valiente, solo un cobarde ingrato. Respeto es clave, sin excusas ni cuentos, Porque el “sí” se construye con entendimiento. (Coro) Sin consentimiento no hay juego, no hay nada, Si rompes el pacto, tu alma está manchada. Respeto primero, deseo compartido, El placer es libre, nunca impuesto ni fingido. (Verso 2) De frente te hablo, escucha el mensaje, No hay placer real si escondes un chantaje. Consentir es mutuo, no es manipulación, El stealthing es delito, no equivocación. La confianza se gana, no se roba en la cama, Si juegas con fuego, quemas tu alma. Mejor sé real, sé digno y sincero, Que amar con respeto te hace verdadero. (Puente) No más excusas ni juegos baratos, La vida es un viaje de pasos sensatos. El deseo es fuego, pero con respeto, Sin consentimiento, todo está muerto. (Coro Final) Sin consentimiento no hay juego, no hay nada, Si rompes el pacto, tu alma está manchada. Respeto primero, deseo compartido, El placer es libre, nunca impuesto ni fingido. (Outro) Esto es pa’ la juventud, conciencia y verdad, El respeto es la base de toda intimidad.

[Verse] Blacksmith Rad with hammer in hand fightin' past ghosts Three hundred winters have left him hollow like old posts In a shadow realm he wandered with heavy boots made of lead Lost it all in burning embers life turned to gray and dread [Verse 2] Crazy King Crown with madness piercing eyes ruling gold City of Pywrite shining bright stories ancient yet untold Rad serves under Crown's chaos in the glimmering maze Memories haunt those dark corridors like a never-ending blaze [Chorus] Rad's heart beats in forgotten rhythms buried underneath Crown's laughter echoes madness within gold-shrouded grief Blacksmith forging remnants of a past that's long decayed In Pywrite's cold embrace lost dreams begin to fade [Verse 3] Once a fortress now a prison gleaming irons made of light Rad's chains rattle songs of yesteryears in the silent night Crown spins tales of riches while Rad dreams of days gone by In Pywrite's dazzling shimmer their souls bleakly cry [Chorus] Rad's heart beats in forgotten rhythms buried underneath Crown's laughter echoes madness within gold-shrouded grief Blacksmith forging remnants of a past that's long decayed In Pywrite's cold embrace lost dreams begin to fade [Verse 4] Sleepless nights in a city where all that glitters lies Rad and Crown's destinies entangled in shadowed ties The anvil rings of sorrow tales from ages long before Ghosts of Rad's lost world roaming endlessly evermore

I came from the Bronx where the shadows scream, Mama held me close, kept me chasin’ the dream. Black Panther blood in my veins, born to fight, But poverty and struggle kept me up at night. A young poet with a fire in my chest, Spoke for the ghetto, gave the voiceless my best. From 2Pacalypse to “Dear Mama’s” glow, I showed the world pain that they ain’t wanna know.

[Verse] Iron throne dreams, stacking up schemes Crowns made of iron, plotting extreme No rest for the wicked, night terror theme Torching kingdoms, cashing in the gleam [Verse 2] Winter's comin', cold cash flow Papers in the pockets, icy show Hustle in the shadows, whispers grow Dragons in the vault, watch 'em blow [Chorus] Thrones to conquer, moves to make Gold in the vaults, kingdoms shake Iron sword dripping, fate at stake Streets of power, no room for fake [Verse 3] Noble faces, hidden aces We play in shadows, unseen traces Coin in hand, smirk on faces Leave 'em all guessing, covering bases [Bridge] Castles crumble, riches tumble Echoes of the past in every rumble We rise from the ashes, never humble In the game of thrones, never fumble [Chorus] Thrones to conquer, moves to make Gold in the vaults, kingdoms shake Iron sword dripping, fate at stake Streets of power, no room for fake