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Yo, het is de stad van grachten, van fietsen en licht, Maar soms voelt het leven hier alsof ik moet vechten voor m’n zicht. In de spiegel zie ik mezelf, maar niet wat anderen zien, Want onder de oppervlakte sluimert het misschien. Identiteit, m’n naam, m’n roots en m’n geloof, Ja, ik ben wie ik ben, maar ik hou het liever doof. Imago verbergen, dat is nu soms de keus, In een wereld vol oordelen, blijft het geen keus maar een leus. Loop door de straten, met een kippa in m’n zak, Want soms voelt open zijn nog als een slag. Bang voor de blikken, voor de woorden die pijn doen, Voor de stilte die volgt, als je zegt wie je bent, poen voor poen. Ik zie m’n broeders en zusters, zo verdeeld door dit spel, Of je het durft of verbergt, het raakt ons wel. We lachen en praten, blijven staande in de tijd, Maar ergens in ons binnenste vecht onze identiteit. Draag de verhalen van m’n voorouders op m’n rug, Ze hebben geleden, en dat dragen we stuk voor stuk. Maar in Amsterdam, met de vrijheid om ons heen, Blijft toch die twijfel, soms voel ik me alleen. Imago of identiteit, wat laat je zien? Is het veilig, of haal je het toch liever van het scherm misschien? Dit is de strijd van nu, stil en onbesproken, In de stad van vrijheid, waar die vrijheid kan breken in brokken. Want Amsterdam is groot, en de wereld is vrij, Maar soms verberg ik wie ik ben, uit angst voor het gekrijs. Dus ik draag m’n geloof in m’n hart, onder de radar, onzichtbaar, Identiteit in de schaduw, niet omdat ik wil, maar het voelt als gevaar.

Gather near and grab a snack Put someone pretty in your lap Remember to drink plenty of Fluids And let me tell you about the mighty Druid Bjorn Ironside, the sole surviving Minotaur such a mighty creature, Mielikki retired made him god of nature, Nature ain’t gentle so don’t be chasing unicorns, You messed with natures bull, baby You gonna get the horns, killing him is beyond mere blades And hey he’s got a friend Eva Nightshade! Fearless wizarard of the shadar Kai Her spells make you scream or Maybe just say ‘ai Haye’ Collecting fell beasts (maybe Bjorn is one of em?) Wherever she point they are ready to come up on em Attacking like a bloodthirsty zoo, Liberating the town of acorn- Von Zash who? Aided by Gemcutting Firble of the Hivemind, Excuse me Vecna, do you mind? We got new loyalties here flayin’ some brains ain’t a act of charity, When he gets done you gonna need some therapy, Unless you’re name is Drogath, The fightin’ artificer, Kinda angry cuz he made mecha-hydra, That didn’t play nice it wasn’t no toy, Ended up killing his team and his boy, But don’t worry now they succeeded in the mission, To take that hydra out of Commission, If you’re still stressed, then don’t fret, Take it a little easy, We haven’t yet gotten to Ham Stormborn! (no relation to Khaleesi) You already know his name, Intros are not required, He looked at Gods and told ‘em, YOU’RE FIRED! Heretic hammer giving enemies some smashin’ Piety, Surprised the heavens by becoming his own deity. They’re a all you can eat buffet of courage, Satisfy all your heroic cravins’ All bow down to the hunters of the ravens! Have a nice breakfast Let doubt no longer linger The sun brings forth Dawn-bringers!

Gather near and grab a snack Put someone pretty in your lap Remember to drink plenty of Fluids And let me tell you about the mighty Druid Bjorn Ironside, the sole surviving Minotaur such a mighty creature, Mielikki retired made him god of nature, Nature ain’t gentle so don’t be chasing unicorns, You messed with natures bull, baby You gonna get the horns, killing him is beyond mere blades And hey he’s got a friend Eva Nightshade! Fearless wizarard of the shadar Kai Her spells make you scream or Maybe just say ‘ai Haye’ Collecting fell beasts (maybe Bjorn is one of em?) Wherever she point they are ready to come up on em Attacking like a bloodthirsty zoo, Liberating the town of acorn- Von Zash who? Aided by Gemcutting Firble of the Hivemind, Excuse me Vecna, do you mind? We got new loyalties here flayin’ some brains ain’t a act of charity, When he gets done you gonna need some therapy, Unless you’re name is Drogath, The fightin’ artificer, Kinda angry cuz he made mecha-hydra, That didn’t play nice it wasn’t no toy, Ended up killing his team and his boy, But don’t worry now they succeeded in the mission, To take that hydra out of Commission, If you’re still stressed, then don’t fret, Take it a little easy, We haven’t yet gotten to Ham Stormborn! (no relation to Khaleesi) You already know his name, Intros are not required, He looked at Gods and told ‘em, YOU’RE FIRED! Heretic hammer giving enemies some smashin’ Piety, Surprised the heavens by becoming his own deity. They’re a all you can eat buffet of courage, Satisfy all your heroic cravins’ All bow down to the hunters of the ravens! Have a nice breakfast Let doubt no longer linger The sun brings forth Dawnbringers!

(Verse 1) Oh, we rollin' through history, With phrases that got mystery, Veni, vidi, vici, you know it's true, I came, I saw, I conquered, who knew? Alea iacta est, the die has been cast, Making bold moves, we’re learning fast. (Chorus) Et tu, Brute?, we love our Latin phrases, They take us back through those ancient mazes. Et tu, Brute?, we’re learning every line, From the past to the present, it’s Latin time! (Verse 2) Carpe diem, seize the day, Live for the moment, don’t let it slip away. Cogito, ergo sum, I think and I know, Philosophers rockin' that knowledge flow. Acta, non verba, deeds over words, Actions speak louder, let’s spread the word. (Chorus) No, we love our Latin phrases, They take us back through those ancient mazes. Et tu, Brute?, we’re learning every line, From the past to the present, it’s Latin time! (Bridge) So many phrases, they light up our minds, Through time and space, their wisdom binds. We’ll carry them forward, keep them alive, With every new lesson, we’ll surely thrive. (Chorus) Et tu, Brute?, we love our Latin phrases, They take us back through those ancient mazes. Et tu, Brute?, we’re learning every line, From the past to the present, it’s Latin time! (Outro) So let’s embrace what the ancients taught, With Latin phrases, knowledge can’t be bought. Et tu, Brute?, we’ll shout it loud, Latin history makes us proud!

Tritium glow, yeah, it’s all in my hands, Power so raw, you wouldn’t understand. Fluorescent green, watch it light up the night, Half-life's short, but the risk feelin' right. [Chorus] Tritium, yeah, it’s glowin' non-stop (non-stop), Radiation, yeah, it's runnin' through the block (through the block). Pull up, we don't stop, that’s a power drop, Playin’ with the glow, now I’m hittin' the top. Tritium, yeah, it’s glowin' non-stop (non-stop), Radioactive flow, don’t even try to knock (try to knock). Energy's wild, and it’s all I got, Tritium power, it’ll never flop. [Verse 1] Glowin' in the lab, I’m mixin' with the heat, Tritium in the bottle, make the system complete. Half-life short, but the vibe's so deep, Radioactive charge, now I’m in too deep. It’s dangerous, yeah, but I like the thrill, Movin’ through the city, power in the pill. Neutron flow, I’m livin’ for the spill, Got that glow on my wrist, man, I’m pushin' the chill. I’m steady in the lab, yeah, I'm workin' the scene, Tritium in my hands, now it’s more than a dream. Glowin' like a star, man, I’m hittin’ the beam, Tritium's the fuel for the vision I scheme. [Chorus] Tritium, yeah, it’s glowin' non-stop (non-stop), Radiation, yeah, it's runnin' through the block (through the block). Pull up, we don't stop, that’s a power drop, Playin’ with the glow, now I’m hittin' the top. Tritium, yeah, it’s glowin' non-stop (non-stop), Radioactive flow, don’t even try to knock (try to knock). Energy's wild, and it’s all I got, Tritium power, it’ll never flop. [Verse 2] Yeah, I’m mixin’ isotopes, all I do is flex, Got that tritium, now I’m playin' with the next. Glowing like a king, I’m collectin’ my checks, Tritium in my veins, man, I’m on to the next. Energy’s high, and I’m livin’ the life, Feelin' like I’m charged, never cuttin’ the strife. Radioactive, but I’m feelin' so right, Tritium in the system, now I’m outta sight. Catch me in the lab, we don’t ever stop, Mix it up with precision, man, I’m risin’ to the top. Half-life’s tickin’, but I’m holdin' the clock, Tritium power, watch me make it all pop. [Bridge] Tritium, in the lab, we don’t wait, We light it up, then we elevate. Tritium glow, yeah, we’re feelin’ great, Play with the glow, never hesitate. [Chorus] Tritium, yeah, it’s glowin' non-stop (non-stop), Radiation, yeah, it's runnin' through the block (through the block). Pull up, we don't stop, that’s a power drop, Playin’ with the glow, now I’m hittin' the top. Tritium, yeah, it’s glowin' non-stop (non-stop), Radioactive flow, don’t even try to knock (try to knock). Energy's wild, and it’s all I got, Tritium power, it’ll never flop. [Outro] Tritium, we never stop (never stop), Power’s in the glow, that’s the way we rock. We don’t need to talk, man, just watch the clock, Tritium, glowin’ non-stop, non-stop.

(Intro) Yeah, yeah! It’s SDVNC in the sky, we’re on a mission! Democritus crew, fire detection precision, let’s go! (Verse 1) We fly high in the sky, SDVNC, Eyes on the flames, we see what you can’t see, From Democritus U, we’re techin’ it up, Fire detection’s our game, yeah, we’re blowin’ it up! Smart Detection, yeah, we got the AI, Hoverin’ over forests, keepin’ ’em dry, Visualize the heat, navigate the terrain, When it comes to safety, you know we bring the flame! (Chorus) S to the D, V to the N-C, Aerial eyes, savin’ trees like a G, Fire on the rise? We’re the first on the scene, SDVNC, keepin’ it green! S to the D, V to the N-C, Surveillin’ skies, protectin’ the dream, When nature’s in danger, we do what we mean, SDVNC, keepin’ it clean! (Verse 2) We roll with precision, no time for delay, From Thrace to the world, we’re savin’ the day, Heat sensors blazin’, AI in control, We spot that fire fast, puttin’ out that goal! From city to forest, we’re patrollin’ the land, Got the UAV game, man, it’s all in our hands, Networked and linked, yeah, we’re flyin’ in sync, Keepin’ nature safe while you chill by the brink. (Bridge) Emergency response? Yeah, we got that on lock, Autonomous flight, we don’t stop for the clock, When the fire’s hot, we cool it down fast, SDVNC, always first, never last! (Chorus) S to the D, V to the N-C, Aerial eyes, savin’ trees like a G, Fire on the rise? We’re the first on the scene, SDVNC, keepin’ it green! S to the D, V to the N-C, Surveillin’ skies, protectin’ the dream, When nature’s in danger, we do what we mean, SDVNC, keepin’ it clean! (Outro) Yeah, SDVNC, we’re the tech of the future, Fire-fightin’ drones, our vision’s super, From Democritus U to the skies above, We’re savin’ the planet with brains and love! Peace out! SDVNC, we out here savin’ trees! Hope that brings some fire to your project!

Yo, let me tell you ‘bout this fool, his name is Brian, Lyin' all the time, man, his hustle's just a tryin', Brags about his paper, sayin' he’s mad rich, But when you look closer, it’s like, who you tryin’ to convince? Flexin' in a Vette that he drives once a year, Parked in the garage like a trophy, oh dear, Talkin’ big cash, but that’s all just a front, A broke-ass joker, livin' off that stunt. Brian sucks, can't you see? Claimin' big bucks but ain't got a G, Talk that talk, but it’s all just a game, A momma's boy loser, he ain't got no fame. Inspirational quotes, thinkin' he’s so deep, But when it comes to real life, this kid can’t even peep, A terrible father, man, just look at his crew, Kids livin’ in chaos, while he’s sippin' on brew, Talk about makin' bets, say he’s stackin’ that dough, But we all know, Brian, that’s just for the show, 200K? Nah, that’s just a joke, Ain't got a dime, he’s just puffin' that smoke. Brian sucks, what a clown, Talkin’ ‘bout the throne, but he ain't wearin’ the crown, Sippin' on his dreams, while the real ones grind, This thug life ain’t for him, he’s just wastin’ time. Momma’s boy actin' tough, thinkin’ he’s the man, But when it comes to the struggle, he don’t even have a plan, Ridin' on his mama's coattails, livin’ off her fame, Brian sucks, man, this whole thing’s a shame. So listen up, y’all, when you hear his name, Just remember who he is, he’s playin' a game, Brian's a joke, no respect, no luck, Ain't no debate, man, Brian sucks.

Schwulian liegt wach, sein Blick ist leer, Träumt von meinem Körper, will immer mehr. Die Nächte sind lang, die Sehnsucht so groß, Doch die Realität bleibt kalt und bloß. Er sieht mich in seinen Träumen, so nah, Doch die Wahrheit sagt: „Es geht nicht, na klar.“ Er will bei mir saugen, niemand will es glauben Er wünscht sich, dass wir mehr wären als wir sind, Doch er weiß, dass er mich nicht gewinnt. Schwulian träumt von mir, von meinem starken Körper, Doch er kann mich nicht haben, das bleibt sein Los. Er wünscht sich so sehr, an mir zu saugen, Doch ich geh' weiter, während seine Träume ihn auslaugen. Er sieht mich in seinen Träumen, voller Glanz, Mein Cock der in lockt, er verliert meinen Schwanz. Doch wenn er zu mir kommt, dann steht sie da, Meine Freundin, die sagt: „Du kommst ihm nicht mehr nah.“ Sie schaut ihn an, mit scharfen Worten, „Du bist nicht der, der hier kann entbrennen, Du kannst ihn nicht haben, das ist mein Recht, Ich steh' zwischen euch, ich schütze mein Geflecht.“ Schwulian träumt von mir, von meinem starken Körper, Doch er kann mich nicht haben, das bleibt sein Los. Er wünscht sich so sehr, mich zu berühren, Doch ich geh' weiter, während seine Träume entglühen. Und sie stellt sich zwischen uns, fest und klar, „Du kommst hier nicht weiter, du bleibst fern, das ist wahr.“ Kein Platz für Träume, die er nicht versteht, Malea schützt unsere Liebe, während er still geht. Schwulian träumt von mir, von meinem starken Körper, Doch er kann mich nicht haben, das bleibt sein Los. Er wünscht sich so sehr, mich zu berühren, Doch ich geh' weiter, während seine Träume entglühen. Und als er merkt, dass er mich nie wird kriegen, Fällt er auseinander, kann es nicht besiegen. Er schreit nach mir, doch niemand hört, Wird eingewiesen, weil er die Wahrheit verwehrt.

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Here’s a captivating version of **"Hustle for the Hood"** that dives deep into the emotions, unity, and resilience found in hustling for the community: --- **Intro:** Eh, na hustle we dey, no turning back For my hood, I go carry the stack From the gutter, we dey rise, no be joke For my people, this fire, I provoke **Verse 1:** Every day we dey run, chasing dreams for the block From sunrise to nightfall, no time for talk I dey see my people, we dey face our fears Through blood, sweat, and hustle, we wipe our tears For my hood, I go push, make we see light Even when darkness dey try dim our sight Na here I find family, na here I find hope We dey climb this ladder, we no dey cope **Chorus:** Hustle for the hood, na we get am strong From the ghetto streets, we belong For my area, I go fight, I go bleed Hustle for the hood, till we succeed **Verse 2:** Na my brothers, wey dey stand like rock No matter wetin, we no go fall or flop From nothing to something, we dey build our way For my people, I go hustle night and day I dey see mama smile, papa nod with pride For the future we dey shape, we dey hustle to survive Omo, na love for the street, make us who we be From grass to grace, we go live our dream **Chorus:** Hustle for the hood, na we get am strong From the ghetto streets, we belong For my area, I go fight, I go bleed Hustle for the hood, till we succeed **Bridge:** This hustle na for legacy, make e shine For my brothers, for my sisters, make we climb We dey hold each other, no go leave behind Hustle for the hood, with a strong mind **Outro:** Na the hood raise me, and I no go forget For this soil, I dey plant my sweat We go make am, no matter how tough Hustle for the hood, till we rise above --- This version emphasizes the loyalty, pride, and dedication to uplifting the hood, bringing out the collective ambition to succeed and inspire others.

Krista dista buh dista She want a taste of a mista Then she change up her mind She want a taste of a sista She smokin that weed Her pants maybe peed (Or not) Pick a side pick a side Which one do you like? Is it a girl or guy? She said you I’m BI Girl you gotta choose That girl is on the loose Girl is on the hunt Get that girl a blunt

Chris is the boss, yeah, the “5 Mag God” New York roots, ink runs thick as blood Runs the shop like a king, steady and loud Every line he lays, he makes his city proud Krista's got color, bold as can be With lines so clean, she’s a one-tat spree She moves quick, like she’s got somewhere to be Leaving clients glowing, feelin' so free Welcome to the collective If you wanna join it’s very selective Being an artist ain’t no elective That’s why these bitches protective Angel's got style, with a Chicano flair Cut off his bun, now it’s all tattooed air Smooth shading skills, steady as stone But he'll never let you know he misses that dome Brayden's Chris’s kid, keepin' it tame With beats bumpin’ loud, he’s buildin’ his name A fresh ink pup but got talent for days We know soon he’ll be a star ablaze Joey and Lili, the sweet married pair She’s showin’ him the ropes, gettin' him there With every line he learns, another love affair Together in ink, that’s a bond rare Welcome to the collective If you wanna join it’s very selective Being an artist ain’t no elective That’s why these bitches protective Yolanda’s at home with her baby near We miss her laugh, hope she's back next year And Mike with his glitter, makin’ colors scream Bright, flashy tats, like a neon dream Dustin’s Cali-born, brings portraits to play Yeah, we get it, Cali’s overcrowded anyway But his art’s so fine, we’re glad he’s here Bringin' West Coast light, makin' art so clear Then there’s Adam, his work creepy and quick New dad vibes but his work’s still slick Twistin’ his tats like a haunted dance He’s scary good, not just by chance Chase with his brush, straight outta his head Paints on skin like a canvas instead The wildest visions just fly from his hand Art from nowhere, not a single plan And finally Christian, yeah, Boss Baby's here Adam’s apprentice, makin' it clear He’s doin’ real good, we gotta admit But still looks like Boss Baby, can’t quit that bit Welcome to the collective If you wanna join it’s very selective Being an artist ain’t no elective That’s why these bitches protective So if you’re lookin’ for a story in ink Step through the doors, come take a drink This is the team, with a style and flair Your skin, our canvas — we’ll meet you there