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(Verse 1) Oh, you wanna talk? Now it’s my turn to roast, You’re bringing weak lines, and I’m doing the most. You call me dumb, but let me just say, Your grades are so low, they’re digging a grave. You think you’re cool, but your rhymes are flat, Like your pancakes in the morning—how ‘bout that? You say I’m yapping? Bro, you’re just capping, Your words don’t sting, they just sound like bad rapping. (Chorus) Bro’s got jokes, but they’re falling flat, Trying to diss, but you can’t handle that! Talking big, but you’re out of your league, This comeback track’s putting you to fatigue. (Verse 2) You’re calling me fat? That’s all you’ve got? Bro, your style’s colder than mom’s tater tots. You’re always trying hard, but you’re missing the mark, Your raps are a mess, like your room in the dark. I’m the MVP; you’re just the bench, Even the teacher’s like, “Can someone fix this stench?” So step back, lil bro, take a lesson from me, Your diss track’s weak; this is how you MC! (Chorus) Bro’s got jokes, but they’re falling flat, Trying to diss, but you can’t handle that! Talking big, but you’re out of your league, This comeback track’s putting you to fatigue. (Outro) Next time you diss, try a little more heat, ’Cause this round’s mine, and I’m bringing the beat. So go back to your cartoons, don’t even try, I’m the champ of this battle—no need to deny.

(Intro) Ayy, we lit, turn up the vibe, Bad bitch ridin’, she gon’ fuck the tribe. They talkin’ loyalty? They don’t ride, Fake ass snakes, better step aside. (Hook) Run it up, run it up, cash in my thong, Hood rats twerkin’, shakin’ all night long. Get low, get low, make that ass clap, Pussy poppin’ on the floor, yeah, I like that. Gang gang pull up, sippin’ on that drank, Throwin’ money in the air, watch these bitches faint. Not like us, nah, they don’t compare, Fuck a fake friend, we don’t need ‘em there. (Verse 1) Posted with the squad, yeah, we on that shit, Big dick energy, your man ridin’ the clique. Drip so sick, make a hater throw up, Took your girl last night, she can’t get enough. Say you loyal, but your ass steady sneak-dissin’, Catch you in the street, now your teeth go missin’. Bitches love the hustle, yeah, they know I’m a boss, Fuck her on the table, then I tell her get lost. (Pre-Chorus) Pour it up, roll it up, pass me the smoke, She got her legs wide, yeah, she tryna provoke. Lights out, ass up, yeah, she knows the drill, We don’t do no love here, just Netflix and chill. (Hook) Run it up, run it up, cash in my thong, Hood rats twerkin’, shakin’ all night long. Get low, get low, make that ass clap, Pussy poppin’ on the floor, yeah, I like that. Gang gang pull up, sippin’ on that drank, Throwin’ money in the air, watch these bitches faint. Not like us, nah, they don’t compare, Fuck a fake friend, we don’t need ‘em there. (Verse 2) From the trap to the club, yeah, we livin’ wild, Fuck a 9-to-5, I’ve been hustlin’ since a child. Big racks, big bags, yeah, the money mine, Your man lookin’ at me, he stayin’ tonight. I keep a Glock on my hip, for the shady hoes, You run your mouth too much, now you leakin’, bro. We pop bottles, make it rain, fuck a price tag, These broke bitches mad, still shoppin’ with a lag. (Bridge) Bass hittin’ heavy, make the floor quake, Your bitch in the corner, makin’ that ass shake. We on demon time, no, you can’t relate, Got my hand on the trigger, don’t tempt fate. (Hook) Run it up, run it up, cash in my thong, Hood rats twerkin’, shakin’ all night long. Get low, get low, make that ass clap, Pussy poppin’ on the floor, yeah, I like that. Gang gang pull up, sippin’ on that drank, Throwin’ money in the air, watch these bitches faint. Not like us, nah, they don’t compare, Fuck a fake friend, we don’t need ‘em there. (Outro) Yeah, I’m the one they love, but they scared to admit, Take your man, fuck your plans, I don’t give a shit. Run it up, stack it up, on some real boss vibes, If you ain’t gang, bitch, you better step aside.

(Verse 1) Yo, feelin’ heavy, my joints don’t align, Stumbling through the day, like I’m lost in time, Doc said, “Listen, we got a fix in the game, Hip replacement, baby, ain’t that kinda lame?” But I’m spittin’ bars while I’m limpin’ on the scene, Got that titanium flow, you can call it supreme, I keep it movin’, even when I feel the ache, New hip, fresh start, yeah, make no mistake. (Chorus) Hip-hop replacement, livin' life on a mission, Pain in the past, now I’m feelin’ the rhythm, Bionic beats, I’m the cyborg of the streets, Ain't no stoppin' this flow, yeah, I’m bringin’ the heat. (Verse 2) Surgeon made precision, scalpel in his grip, While I’m dreaming ’bout the stage, can’t have no slip, One step closer to that dance floor in the night, Swappin’ out the old for new life in this fight. Rappin’ in recovery, I’m healing, I’m a beast, Got my crew by my side, from the west to the east, No more pain in the game, just me and my dreams, Dancin' through the strife, hear the world’s loud screams. (Chorus) Hip-hop replacement, livin' life on a mission, Pain in the past, now I’m feelin’ the rhythm, Bionic beats, I’m the cyborg of the streets, Ain't no stoppin' this flow, yeah, I’m bringin’ the heat. (Bridge) So here’s to the nights, when the pain used to linger, Now I’m back stronger, got my moves like a singer, Every step is a verse, every breath a new line, From the block to the stage, yeah, I’m ready to shine. (Outro) So if you’re feelin’ low, just remember to rise, New life, new hip, see the stars in your eyes, Keep the hustle alive, don’t let it erase, This is the anthem of the hip-hop replacement.

Angel of God, my Guardian dear To whom God's love commits me here Ever this night, be at my side To light and guard To rule and guide Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep And if I die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take

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[Verse] Woke up at dawn, chasing dreams, no snooze Skyline view, city lights, win or lose Pockets full, goals stacked bout to cruise In this game, high stakes, ready to choose [Verse 2] Grind mode, hustle deep, heart rate fast Memories of the struggle, long days past Something 'bout this journey, built to last Clouds parting, sunshine, shadows cast [Chorus] Rise and shine, the world ain't wait Took my shot, now it’s fate Heart on my sleeve, ain't no debate King of my world, open the gate [Bridge] Setbacks teach me, lessons clear Friends turned foes, disappear Visions sharp, ain't no fear Victory close, I feel it near [Verse 3] Broken chains, free mind, path clear Counting blessings, looking in the mirror From the gutter, now the top tier Every tear I shed, now a souvenir [Chorus] Rise and shine, the world ain't wait Took my shot, now it’s fate Heart on my sleeve, ain't no debate King of my world, open the gate

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Verse 1 You light the room with your pretty little words Sugar-coated truths, but I know what I heard You paint your life like a masterpiece But the cracks are showing, it's a counterfeit piece Pre-Chorus You’ve got that charm, but it’s all for show The stories you spin, they don’t match the glow I see through the glitz, your paper crown It’s a long way up, and you’re crashing down Chorus Big liar, setting the world on fire Twisting the truth, climbing higher and higher Big liar, dancing in your own flame But when it all burns down, you’ve only got yourself to blame Post-Chorus Oh-oh-oh, big liar Oh-oh-oh, such a fighter Oh-oh-oh, truth denier Big liar, big liar Verse 2 Your words hit hard like a hurricane But they fall apart when you explain Caught in a web of your own design It’s a matter of time before you cross the line Pre-Chorus You’ve got that charm, but it’s all for show The stories you spin, they don’t match the glow I see through the glitz, your paper crown It’s a long way up, and you’re crashing down Chorus Big liar, setting the world on fire Twisting the truth, climbing higher and higher Big liar, dancing in your own flame But when it all burns down, you’ve only got yourself to blame Bridge Can’t run, can’t hide, it’s catching up to you Every thread unravels, revealing what’s true The crowd is thinning, no one’s left to save Your empire of lies crumbles like a tidal wave Chorus Big liar, setting the world on fire Twisting the truth, climbing higher and higher Big liar, dancing in your own flame But when it all burns down, you’ve only got yourself to blame Post-Chorus Oh-oh-oh, big liar Oh-oh-oh, such a fighter Oh-oh-oh, truth denier Big liar, big liar Outro Big liar, big dreams expire Burned every bridge, lost in the fire Big liar, the world’s grown tired Your time is up, big liar.

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Chorus Jingle rizz, sigma drip, slayin’ all the way, Skibidi bop, we don’t stop, it’s a holiday! Santa sus, sleighs on us, we’re too lit to stray, Oh, what fun it is to flex the rizzmas sigma way! Verse 1 Dashing through the chat, sliding in with style, Rizz so icy, sigma moves, you know I make ‘em smile. Underneath the lights, Skibidi bop to shine, Santa’s sleigh got nothing on this Gen Z grind. Reindeer actin’ sus, Rudolph’s throwing shade, But my drip too clean, holiday upgrades. Mistletoe alert? Sigma stance on deck, Christmas rizz unlocked—fam, what do you expect? Chorus Jingle rizz, sigma drip, slayin’ all the way, Skibidi bop, we don’t stop, it’s a holiday! Santa sus, sleighs on us, we’re too lit to stray, Oh, what fun it is to flex the rizzmas sigma way! Verse 2 Sigma flex, I’m bold, elf grind, I’m cold, Rizzin’ through this holiday like I just struck gold. Hot cocoa in hand, mistletoe in sight, Skibidi bop, sigma walk, takin’ flight tonight. Snowflakes falling fast, drip stays unbothered, Santa called me up, said, “You’re the rizz scholar.” TikTok trends? Yeah, we’re ruling the feed, Sigma Christmas vibes, we’ve got all you need. Bridge Skibidi bop, bop-bop, sleighin’ on repeat, Sigma stance unlocked, we’re bringing the heat. Holiday vibes unmatched, rizz levels sky-high, Santa’s jealous now—watch the man sigh. Chorus Jingle rizz, sigma drip, slayin’ all the way, Skibidi bop, we don’t stop, it’s a holiday! Santa sus, sleighs on us, we’re too lit to stray, Oh, what fun it is to flex the rizzmas sigma way! Outro Jingle rizz, it’s a vibe, sus or not, we’re here, Sigma season, Skibidi bop, flexin’ through the cheer. Merry Rizzmas to the fam, sleighin’ all the way, Keep the drip alive, and let the rizz stay!

[Verse] Snowflakes falling down slow Streetlights casting that glow See the magic in your eyes tonight Wrapped in warmth everything’s right [Verse 2] Stockings hanging by the fire Cookies baking rising higher Whispers of secrets and cheer Moments we hold so dear [Chorus] Underneath the mistletoe Hearts in sync feeling that flow Midnight snow world sparkling Love in the air bells a-ringing [Verse 3] Gifts wrapped with ribbons tight Candles burning soft light Laughter fills the holiday air Joy is a gift we share [Bridge] Silent night but the beat goes on Harmony like a perfect song Snow echoes the rhythm we know In the night's serene glow [Chorus] Underneath the mistletoe Hearts in sync feeling that flow Midnight snow world sparkling Love in the air bells a-ringing