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(Beat prompt: [Slow, off-kilter hip hop—downtempo jazz-trap fusion. Hazy piano loops, distorted vinyl crackles, 808s dragging like molasses. Imagine Portishead meets Alchemist, with a deep male voice smoother than cognac.]) VERSE 1 (Lyrik Blaze – velvet-deep delivery): Sippin’ ’99 Dom P, got the clouds in my reach… Broke boys schemin’, but their pockets got speech impediments. Exhales smoke… Life’s a dice game—I’m the loaded pair, Hoes call me “King Tut”—I bury gold everywhere. …Voice drops lower… Explicit line: She twerk slow motion, ass screamin’ “R.I.P.”… I’m the ghost in her DMs, got her beggin’,“Haunt me.” Money taller than a redwood—leaf through the cheddar, Blaze don’t chase sleep… I tax the night, get headier. CHORUS (Lyrik Blaze – laid-back growl): Chill & kill… beat pauses… murder the vibe, Cash rules my DNA—Godzilla in a suit & tie. Smooth like a blackout, explicit like a blood vow, Blaze in the cut… voice echoes… smoke in the air now. VERSE 2 (Lyrik Blaze – cadence like a shadow): *Pistol-packing poetry, I’m Shakespeare with a Glock, Bitch, I’m unforgettable—Nate Dogg meets D’Angelo’s cock. Explicit line: *Her body’s a crime scene—I’m the killer & the cop… Leave her screamin’ my gov’ment name, call it “lyric therapy.” …Muffled ad-lib: “Damn…” Life’s a trap sonata—I play keys with brick dust, Blaze don’t rap… I haiku these hoes into trust. BRIDGE (Beat breakdown – voice layered with subterranean hum): *(Piano stabs warp, bass hums like a distant highway. Hypeman whispers: “Blaze… murder…”) Slow grind, slow money… Time’s a blunt I ain’t rushin’, Feds tap my phone—shit, I let ’em hear me fluffin’. Explicit zen… Ice so cold it sweats, Blaze in the mirror—smirks—God’s a middleman for debt. OUTRO (Lyrik Blaze – smoky whisper): *…Tes Fu—piano fades… Blaze out… silence… then cigarette lighter flick. (Beat dissolves into midnight rain and distant saxophone groans.)

(Southern hip hop beat slams: sub-bass rattling trunks, flute chops warped into eerie whistles, hi-hats like gun cocking. Ad-libs pitched down to sound like a demonic choir.) INTRO (Lyrik Blaze – delivered in a molasses-thick baritone): Tes Fu… beat drops… you hear this fuckin’ bass? Blaze in the cut, voice deeper than a grave… let’s race. VERSE 1 (Lyrik Blaze – gravelly tone, slow-cooked delivery): *Money stack tall, call me “Skyscraper” in the slums, Broke boys yappin’—shit, I turn their lungs to drum drums. Deep vocal growl ad-lib: “Grrr—blow smoke” Twerk team thick, bend it over, make the floor hum… …I’m the king of crunk, got the crown dipped in D’USSÉ, Voice so low, bitches feel it in they uterus. Flexin’ violent, ice colder than a mortician’s touch, Blaze don’t rap—vocal distortion—I possess the fuckin’ club! PRE-CHORUS (Lyrik Blaze – guttural flow): Hoes drop it, pop it, make the earth quake… Cash rules, fuck your laws, I’m the church, you the fake. Loyalty? I bought it—price tag on the chain, Cross me, get erased like a typo in my name… CHORUS (Lyrik Blaze – chest-rattling bass in delivery): I’m up all night… voice echoes… countin’ dead presidents! Bitch, I’m southern pressure—drop it, make it bubble in the basement. Whole squad demon time, twerkin’ in the flames, no replacements, Blaze don’t die… growl… I haunt yo’ bitch’s playlist! VERSE 2 (Lyrik Blaze – cadence like a mudslide): Pussy niggas gossip, but they scared to say it louder, I’m the type to buy the block, then fuck the mayor’s daughter. Flute in the beat got these hoes crawlin’ like a spider, Blaze in the field—call me “Grim Reaper” with a lighter… …Diamonds gutter low, my chain do the stanky drag, Money taller than a oak tree—shit, I’m bankin’ swag. If I lost it all today? Laughs deeply… I’d burn the city, Lyrik ain’t a rapper—I’m a curse, pass the Remy. BRIDGE (Beat Drop – voice layered with subterranean growls): (Flute spirals downward, bass shakes the ground. Hypeman ad-libs pitched down: “BLAZE!”, “VOICE LIKE LAVA!”) Twist her waist, twist the knob—bass so low, it caves in, Blaze got the streets on life support, we ain’t behavin’. If the feds pull up… deep chuckle… we vanish like a phantom, Whole club vibratin’—hoes clappin’ like they Muppet hands, damn… OUTRO (Lyrik Blaze – rumbling outro): …Tes Fu—beat revs like a hearse— Blaze out… catch me where the voices get worse. (Beat disintegrates into distorted flute wails and a sub-bass quake.)

[Verse] Rap game, stepping on 'em clean, candy queen. Adorned in sugar threads, sweet but mean. Black heart, dark scene, emo dream. Life like a movie, stitching up the seams. [Verse 2] Dark vibes, circling, midnight scheme. Eyeshadow, smudged lines, tearing at the screen. Candy-coated, but the taste ain't serene. Bittersweet symphony, lost between. [Chorus] Sugar rush, heart crush, emo blush. Deep pools, black jewels, feel the hush. Swirling thoughts, tangled knot, bitter mush. Candy queen, dark scene, life in a brush. [Verse 3] Streetlights flicker, shadows that linger. Tongue sweet, rhymes slicker, death's cold finger. In the darkness, her spirit still triggers. Black roses, heavy poses, emo sings her. [Verse 4] Heartbeat, candy beat, rhythm's sweet. Eyeliner streaks, black tears discreet. Camo pants, combat boots on feet. Living life, lost love, emo elite. [Chorus] Sugar rush, heart crush, emo blush. Deep pools, black jewels, feel the hush. Swirling thoughts, tangled knot, bitter mush. Candy queen, dark scene, life in a brush.

In the darkness is where I remember as I sit intent with my pain as the night fall I recall of it all and I pick at the back of my brain They're things that seem to go bump in the night "Hey, you remember me?" "I'm back to make you miserable, and i'm not dead you see" Resurrected to make you remember awake with only the stars "we're here to bring you back with us, and open your wounds and scars" in the darkness is where I remember and most will ask me why i hide in the dark accepting my pain ........... so no one can see me cry oh iiiiiiiiiyiiiiiyyyyyiiii oh why A fractured man Who fell off stand? Awry and lost and way off plan When he began He knew he can But veered off course The path he ran Although he tripped And fell again A fractured man is still a man A bit of me a bit of her A spec of life was all you were Too small to see or know or feel But big enough to know you’re real We never got to hold you, to know you Or show the world our boy or girl Give it all to simply hold you But you’re not to bless this grueling world Still, our love for you was so true For our little boy or girl Our little boy or girl Our little boy or girl oh iiiiiiiiiyiiiiiyyyyyiiii oh why A fractured man Who fell off stand? Awry and lost and way off plan When he began He knew he can But veered off course The path he ran Although he tripped And fell again A fractured man is still a man All is silent with in these halls but pipes that settle in the walls its at this time he always calls a voice that bellows then drops and falls "we can trust no one, we can't trust at all" "trust just leads to hurt and pain" Stop this rant you need not explain I've learned that over and over again now show yourself or speak your name but I know all to well he will not tell a crazy laugh rose and fell tears in eyes start to swell doomed to live this lonely hell I is he and he is me because misery needs company I uselessly flee from me I hear his laugh ha, ha, ha, ha, HE, HE, HE, HE! "you will never out run me" your only friend is in your head the rest have left or gone or dead they all lied they all mislead "Its just as I have always said" says the voice deep in my head oh iiiiiiiiiyiiiiiyyyyyiiii oh why oh why oh wowis me.... A fractured man Who fell off stand? Awry and lost and way off plan When he began He knew he can But veered off course The path he ran Although he tripped And fell again A fractured man is still a man oh oh oh oh why oh iiiiiiiiiyiiiiiyyyyyiiii oh why

[Verse 1] The mind is very complicated, no one is the same We've all got our own ideas ‘bout the way we play the game Some are gifted in a talent, others chasing after fame While the rest of us are broken, tryna make it through the day People say that I'm a nobody Tryna mold me into somebody different but I know ill never change I just wanna live my life Cuz there ain't no livin twice Why would I take the advice from a cheater of the game So call me mister nice-guy Reputation says I am on the thin line Walking round in circles-I don't care about the one time I was right about the terrors of the night sky Cuz I know something that I've kept quiet Voices scream in deafening silence Actions call from a whisper to a riot Something deep down bout to brake out, don't deny it Welcome to the dark side No more Dr. Jekyll now I'm on the new Hyde Feelin’ like the demons will emerge in the riptide New cycle of emotions that I won't hide Life is a wave it ebbs and flows Sometimes it's small, but nobody knows Disaster brewing don't get close Or you will find yourself alone Drowning in silence Can't exist with the violence Push it down or live on an island Or just stay quiet And who will believe you? Nothing you say is ever true So you do what you always do Keep to yourself like sinners do Waste away, no delay, we've all got a price to pay But to say, it's okay All that shit is so cliché So... Welcome to the dark side No more Dr. Jekyll now I'm on the new Hyde Feelin’ like the demons will emerge in the riptide New cycle of emotions that I won't hide Through all the calamity, something inside of me, Feels a new prophecy, somewhere that I can't see Burning with rage, and stuck in a cage Now finally out and taking the stage The silence will break, with deals we make The time for the darkness to awake Has brought the real to kill the fake To join the ritual to forsake The lies, the hurt, the broken Now destiny has spoken Bout a power when awoken Will only be a token Of what is yet to come Oh you thought that I was done? I'm just here to have my fun Til the setting of the sun So... Welcome to the dark side No more Dr. Jekyll now I'm on the new Hyde Feelin’ like the demons will emerge in the riptide New cycle of emotions that I won't hide Yes... Welcome to the dark side No more Dr. Jekyll now I'm on the new Hyde Feelin’ like the demons will emerge in the riptide New cycle of emotions that I won't hide [Darkside] [Darkside]

[Verse] In the shadows brother lurks Whispered screams and twisted smirks Eyes like fire knives that gleam Life’s a nightmare not a dream [Verse 2] Blood-soaked dreams and twisted paths Echoes of his chilling laughs Silent footsteps fear the night Heartbeats race and shadows fight [Chorus] Jeff is coming hide your light Evil thrives beneath moon’s sight When you sleep don’t close your eyes Feel the terror as night dies [Bridge] Cold winds whisper tales of woe Fear the darkness fear the show Once he finds you it's too late Face of horror seals your fate [Verse 3] Sharpest blade in hand he roams Echoed in the silent homes Fearless grin that none can stand Welcome to his blood-marked land [Chorus] Jeff is coming hide your light Evil thrives beneath moon’s sight When you sleep don’t close your eyes Feel the terror as night dies

Verse 1) I'm slipping, I'm drifting, no light in the night, Demons are whisperin', pull me out of sight. Drown in the echoes of my mind's broken flight, Suffocatin', can't breathe, but I’m stuck in the fight. Darkness my blanket, this room is my cell, Every breath feels like a personal hell. Eyes wide open, but I can't see the spell, I'm fading so slow, but no one can tell. I'm sinking beneath, every step feels like chains, Haunted by shadows that speak all my pain. Long nights with thoughts that just tear at my brain, I’m trapped in this cycle of misery and strain. (Chorus) Slowly sinking, but nobody knows, Falling apart, and nobody shows. Unexistence, it's the power I hold, Nobody notices the story I told.

I woke up feelin' heavy, like the stones on my chest, Coffee cold in my cup, man, I ain't feelin’ blessed, Sunlight creepin’ in, but my mind’s in a mess, Thoughts racin’, heart pacin’, I ain't gettin' no rest. Staring at the ceiling, got shadows on my mind, They say time heals all, but I’m stuck in rewind, Every sip of this brew taste bitter, not sweet, Tryna shake off this weight, but I'm glued to my seat. (Chorus) Heavy heart, empty cup, man, where’d the love go? Searching for a vibe, but I’m trapped in this slow flow, Every day’s a battle, fight the demons in my head, Tryna find my peace, but I’m feelin’ like I’m dead. (Verse 2) Scrollin' through my thoughts like I’m scrolling through my phone, DMs full of nothing, feels like I’m all alone, Fake smiles in my city, they don’t see the dreads, Trying to lift this heaviness that’s fillin’ me with dread. Friends say, "Keep it real," but they don’t even know, How the darkness creeps in, like a thief in the glow, I pour another cup, chasing demons in disguise, But the truth hits harder than a thousand goodbyes. (Chorus) Heavy heart, empty cup, man, where’d the love go? Searching for a vibe, but I’m trapped in this slow flow, Every day’s a battle, fight the demons in my head, Tryna find my peace, but I’m feelin’ like I’m dead. (Bridge) These clouds, they hover heavy, but I’m keepin’ my stride, Learned to dance in the rain, yeah, I’ll never hide, A warrior in the chaos, I’ll rise from the wreck, With every word I spill, I’m reclaiming my check. (Outro) So I’ll pour another cup, till the warmth fills me whole, Gonna spill my soul out, let it free, let it roll, Heavy heart, but I’ll lift it, yeah, through all this mess, One day I’ll find my light, I just gotta confess.

Paweł na mroźni, w rękach pickuje palety, W głowie bity, w sercu PiS i amfetaminy sekrety. Każda paczka waży tonę, jak ciężar życia, Ale chłopak nie narzeka, to codzienna praktyka. Zamrożony magazyn, serce chłodne jak lód, „W Almere była klasa, a tu burdel i brud!” Mówi Paweł, kręcąc nosem, choć to jebany pech, Musiał rzucić tamto życie, tu ciśnie na bezdech. Chłopaku, pickuj dalej, czas to pieniądz, hajs się zgadza, Ale praca w Holandii to dla niego wieczna zdrada. Karton za kartonem, jakby liczył swoje dni, Każdy moment na mroźni – zapach klęski albo gry. Patriotyzm w sercu, a na rękach Lidlowski pot, Pickuje jak maszynka, bo system zjadł jego los. Nocne zmiany, świt nadchodzi – jedzie czysto na krysztale, Widzi marzenia, których nie dał mu kraj, a dalej żyje w szale. „Almere miało standard!” – kurwa, tam był level, A tu ciągła presja, „zapierdalaj” ich przekazem. Amfetamina w jego żyłach jak heroiczna broń, Każdy wózek, który ciągnie, jakby wygrywał swój tron. Partia w jego duszy, PiS na ustach jak mantra, Wierzy w zmiany, choć jest pionkiem w kapitalizmu transach. Na przerwach polityka, w głowie snuje plany, Jak PiS odbuduje kraj, a on ma w dupie zmiany. „Polska znów ma siłę!” – drze się na chłopaków z hali, Chociaż życie tu na picku – Holandia go przywali. Amfę kruszy w swoim kącie, bo go męczy jeb*ny rejs, Z każdym kartonem walczy, jakby zdobywał swój „hejt”. „Tu nie Almere” – powtarza, gdy wydajność go dobija, Tam robota miała styl, tu optymalność zabija. Magazyn to labirynt, Paweł w nim jak pies biegnie, Każdy dzień to wojna w głowie, życie dalej niezmienne. „Prawo i Sprawiedliwość – tylko oni mają rację!” Krzyczy Paweł, karton w ręce, pickuje w transie.