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[Verse] Shadows creep, silent scream, spirit's cracked veneer, Navigatin' voids, black flames, smoke in the mirror, Ravens in my chest, wings beatin' heavy pain, Cursed with the weight of chains forged in acid rain. [Chorus] Fangs in the moonlight, echoes call my name, Streets bleed secrets, death whispers in the flame, Jagged paths lead where nightmares play their game, Crawlin’ through this void, nothin’ feels the same. [Verse 2] Concrete broken, spine snapped, city got no soul, Stagnant waters ripple, reflections swallow whole, Clock ticks in reverse, time bends, puts me on hold, Scriptures written in dark, wisdom turns to coal. [Bridge] Heavy’s the crown of a fallen mind drowned, Teeth grind on the truth, til it’s seeded in the ground, Roots of despair grow, devour the profound, Burnt dreams choke air, no hope to be found. [Chorus] Fangs in the moonlight, echoes call my name, Streets bleed secrets, death whispers in the flame, Jagged paths lead where nightmares play their game, Crawlin’ through this void, nothin’ feels the same. [Verse 3] The abyss beckons, arms stretch to the abyss, Reaper trade secrets in exchange for a wish, But karma steady stalkin’, no escape from the twist, Fire in the lungs, devil’s breath on the wrist.

거칠게 밟아 we don’t stop 손대지 마 we on top 눈 감아도 보여 난 확신해 판을 뒤집어 make ‘em pay 다 비켜 새겨 넣어 내 이름 막아도 뚫고 가 limit’s missing Kick the door, 새 역사 rewrite We don’t bow down, we ignite Boom boom 더 크게 터트려 미친 듯 달려 break the wall 어둠 속 빛을 삼켜도 우린 끝까지 번쩍여 숨 쉴 틈도 없이 rush 멈출 줄 몰라 난 crush 한계를 뛰어넘어 Legends in the making watch us blow up We go wild, we go savage 규칙 따위는 없지 we break it 겁 없이 질주해 one way 돌아갈 길 따윈 없어 난 okay No cap, all real, we bossing up 어제의 난 지워 burn it up 걱정 마 우린 never fall Now watch me take control 심장 박동 더 세게 한계를 넘어 we breaking 폭풍 속에서도 blazing 거침없이 keep racing Lights on 우릴 비춰 발끝까지 전율이 퍼져 내 길을 따라오려면 더 세게 We ain’t the same 우린 upgrade Higher 올라가 끝까지 불타올라 like magic 이 무대 위에 새겨 둬 We came to change the game oh Bang bang 더 크게 외쳐 모두가 우릴 지켜봐 돌아보지 마 끝까지 가 이제부터 시작이야 불꽃처럼 타올라 한 순간도 놓치지 마 끝까지 몰아붙여 Now watch me run this town

Verse 1 [Slow, muffled drum loop, distant piano keys] I’m chain-smokin’ regrets in this hollow space, Your perfume’s a ghost, I can’t erase. Fuckin’ up the trust, yeah, I played it wrong, Now the silence screams where your laugh belonged. Burned our photos, but the ashes still glow, Empty bottles, empty bed—where’d you go? Should’ve held your heart like a fragile thing, Now I’m just a fool with a cracked wedding ring. Pre-Chorus [Eerie vocal sample, bass drop] Rain taps the window, same rhythm as your name, I’m drownin’ in the static of my stupid games… Chorus [Haunting synth swell, slowed trap snare] Come home, come home, even if it’s just to fight, I’ll carve my apologies in the neon light. The city’s cold without your heartbeat in my chest, Come home, come home—I’ll fix this fuckin’ mess. Verse 2 [Gritty guitar plucks, vinyl crackle] Your side of the closet’s a museum of pain, Every thread whispers “you loved me in vain.” I’m a jukebox stuck on our last goodbye, Playin’ “should’ve lied” instead of “let’s rewind.” I stalked your IG, double-tapped a memory, Thumbprint on the screen where you used to be. Fuck pride, I’ll crawl through hell’s gasoline, Just to hear you sigh, “you’re still my tragedy.” Bridge [Distorted vocal chop, sparse kick drum] I’m a fire without oxygen, a song on skip, Ain’t no saints here—just my ego’s eclipse. If the universe could gimme one more try, I’d rewrite every “I” into “we” in the sky… Chorus [Synth crescendo, rain intensifies] Come home, come home, even if it’s just to fight, I’ll carve my apologies in the neon light. The city’s cold without your heartbeat in my chest, Come home, come home—I’ll fix this fuckin’ mess. Outro [Fading rain, distant electric hum] (Come home… come home…) The door’s unlocked, my pride’s in the trash, I’m just a shadow smokin’ hope’s last ash… (Come home… come home…)

Yo, it’s the season, time to flex, Castle battle’s near, show respect. Got my crew, my alliance tight, 120% ready to ignite. Bring the fire, bring the rage, Sabuk battle's the war on this stage. A1, A3, we takin' back, Enemies tryna launch a sneak attack. Niggas on the other servers, yo, Finish your fights, then back we go. Don’t leave early, stay till it’s done, When we assemble, we ain't playin', son. Got the strength, we ain’t playin’ games, Enemies gather, they feel the flames. Asian battlefield, we rise like kings, Flippin' the script, hear the victory rings. Temporary struggles, NA1, we grind, But once we conquer, we’ll leave 'em blind. IM servers, we takin' control, Five outta eight, we ownin’ our role. So gather up, unite the crew, Combine the strength, we breakin' through. Glory’s ours, victory’s in sight, Stand tall, my thugs, it’s time to fight. Ballin’ like kings, no bitches can stop, Flexin' on the game, we risin' to the top. Hood life strugglin’, but we never fold, Castle clash comin’, our story’s bold. So let’s hit the ground, swarm like bees, Enemies shakin’, they feel the freeze. Castle battle’s here, we ain’t holdin’ back, Thugs to the front, ready for attack. Glory belongs to us, hold it tight, Victory’s our anthem in this fight. So let’s ride, my niggas, it's time to shine, Castle clash comin’, this victory’s mine!

Futures a Trap (Chorus) Messin' 'round, that's a fact, School ain't just a playground act. Future's tight, better stack, Or be lost, that's a trap. (Verse 1) Thug life, flexin' hard, But I'm just a schoolyard bard. Skippin' class, think I’m smart? Watch me break, that's the start. Countin' zeros, got my dreams, But I’m wastin' time, it seems. Foolin' 'round with all the schemes, Now I’m broke, ain't no teams. (Chorus) Messin' 'round, that's a fact, School ain't just a playground act. Future's tight, better stack, Or be lost, that's a trap. (Verse 2) Ballin’ hard, but it’s a joke, Flunkin' tests, that’s no smoke. People laughin’, friends provoke, Now I’m stressed, ready to choke. Life's a game, but I’m on pause, Future's callin', hear the cause. Can’t be slackin’ on my laws, Now I'm fightin', feel the claws. (Chorus) Messin' 'round, that's a fact, School ain't just a playground act. Future's tight, better stack, Or be lost, that's a trap. (Bridge) In the dark, where I roam, Shoulda studied, now I’m alone. Flexin’ hard, now I atone, School’s my chance, not a bone. (Outro) Think it's cool? Better think twice, Future’s bright, ain’t no dice. Get it straight, roll the ice, Messin' ‘round? Pay the price. (Chorus) Messin' 'round, that's a fact, School ain't just a playground act. Future's tight, better stack, Or be lost, that's a trap.

(deep male vocal) [Verse 1] (Skrrt!) I’m posted on the block where the fiends flock, Got that white girl wrapped in a Ziploc, Feds creepin’, but my Glock stay cocked, If you play with mine, we turn your block to a parkin’ lot. Hunnid bands in my Amiris saggin’, Diamonds dancin’ like I’m trappin’ in Manhattan, Loyalty? Nah, these n****s all actors, Snitch get stitched, leave ’em leakin’ like a fractured capacitor. [Pre-Chorus] Bentley tints black, can’t see my profile, B*hes wanna ride, but they ain’t ridin’ for free**, I came from the mud, now my wrist on E.T., If the money ain’t right, then the choppa gon’ speak. [Chorus] Ghost ride the bag, n**, we stackin’ the cheddar**, Two-tone Rollie, my time’s 24-karat weather, If you ain’t ’bout that life, then don’t pull up to the set, bruh, We send shots through the air like a muhf*in’ text, bruh!** (Yeah! Yeah!) [Verse 2] Hellcat purrin’, I’m skippin’ the county, Plug in Tijuana, he ship me a mountain, B*hes call me “Daddy” ’cause I’m splurgin’ they accounts**, But cross me? You’ll end up missin’ like a discount coupon. I’m too gutter, my vibe too reckless, Got the .40 tucked where the sun don’t bless it, Bro said, “Stay low,” but I’m too iconic, They hate ’cause I flipped a brick to a penthouse chronic. [Bridge] Pray to God, but the devil my lawyer, Every move I make got the feds annoyed, yeah, Trappin’ out the Tesla, no keys, just voice control, If loyalty’s a drug, then these n****s overdosed. [Chorus] Ghost ride the bag, n**, we stackin’ the cheddar**, Two-tone Rollie, my time’s 24-karat weather, If you ain’t ’bout that life, then don’t pull up to the set, bruh, We send shots through the air like a muhf*in’ text, bruh!** (Brrt! Brrt!) [Outro] (Yeah, Pi’erre, they ain’t ready for this one…) Codeine dreams, but I’m wide awake, N****s talkin’ tough, but they fish fillet, Run up on me? You get carried away, This ain’t trap music—this a muhf*in’ trap ballet**. (Skrrt!)

(male vocal) [Verse 1] (Dey play!) Lagos to Accra, my swagger no be lie, Her waist dey twist like jollof for fry, Money dey talk, no time for story^, If your vibe no sharp, abeg, waka commot. Cruise Third Mainland in my Range Rover, Her skin glow like she bathe for gold river, Police dey look, but my license na Gbedu^, Drop a billion for the bar—“Oga, open Henny two!” [Pre-Chorus] Party dey burn, no time for gbas gbos^, If you no get the kpakpa, you dey for loss, Baddie dey whine, I dey spray mulla like Pope, Tonight na for flex—tomorrow na for hope! [Chorus] Shakara shuffle! (Shuffle!)** Her back dey bend like bridge for Eko Atlantic, Omo, shege dey! (Shege dey!) If you no sabi dance, abeg, go learn logic! [Verse 2] Zanku legwork, she dey burst my brain, Her love na like suya—spicy but I’m addicted again, I no fear your man—him fit come test, My squad dey here with the oshoz^ for chest. Afrobeats loud, the DJ no dull, Girls dem dey scatter like goat for Ojude Oba, I dey live lavish, Fela no be my mate, But I burn the club like Burna burn for Odogwu state! [Bridge] Konto rhythm, shekpe^ waist, Girl dey para like she dey chop heaven’s cake, Original agbaya^, I no dey do remake, If you talk too much, ah! Igboro go reset you. [Outro] (Magicsticks, abeg, one more for the ajebutter^ dem!) Naija no dey carry last, we dey run the map, From Dakar to LA, we dey shut the trap, If you no know, now you know—oya, kpakpa reload! Dis no be music—na Naija explode! (Dey play!)

(deep male vocal) [Verse 1] (Skrrt!) I’m posted on the block where the fiends flock, Got that white girl wrapped in a Ziploc, Feds creepin’, but my Glock stay cocked, If you play with mine, we turn your block to a parkin’ lot. Hunnid bands in my Amiris saggin’, Diamonds dancin’ like I’m trappin’ in Manhattan, Loyalty? Nah, these n****s all actors, Snitch get stitched, leave ’em leakin’ like a fractured capacitor. [Pre-Chorus] Bentley tints black, can’t see my profile, B*hes wanna ride, but they ain’t ridin’ for free**, I came from the mud, now my wrist on E.T., If the money ain’t right, then the choppa gon’ speak. [Chorus] Ghost ride the bag, n**, we stackin’ the cheddar**, Two-tone Rollie, my time’s 24-karat weather, If you ain’t ’bout that life, then don’t pull up to the set, bruh, We send shots through the air like a muhf*in’ text, bruh!** (Yeah! Yeah!) [Verse 2] Hellcat purrin’, I’m skippin’ the county, Plug in Tijuana, he ship me a mountain, B*hes call me “Daddy” ’cause I’m splurgin’ they accounts**, But cross me? You’ll end up missin’ like a discount coupon. I’m too gutter, my vibe too reckless, Got the .40 tucked where the sun don’t bless it, Bro said, “Stay low,” but I’m too iconic, They hate ’cause I flipped a brick to a penthouse chronic. [Bridge] Pray to God, but the devil my lawyer, Every move I make got the feds annoyed, yeah, Trappin’ out the Tesla, no keys, just voice control, If loyalty’s a drug, then these n****s overdosed. [Chorus] Ghost ride the bag, n**, we stackin’ the cheddar**, Two-tone Rollie, my time’s 24-karat weather, If you ain’t ’bout that life, then don’t pull up to the set, bruh, We send shots through the air like a muhf*in’ text, bruh!** (Brrt! Brrt!) [Outro] (Yeah, Pi’erre, they ain’t ready for this one…) Codeine dreams, but I’m wide awake, N****s talkin’ tough, but they fish fillet, Run up on me? You get carried away, This ain’t trap music—this a muhf*in’ trap ballet**. (Skrrt!)

[Verse 1] (Skrrt!) I’m posted on the block where the fiends flock, Got that white girl wrapped in a Ziploc, Feds creepin’, but my Glock stay cocked, If you play with mine, we turn your block to a parkin’ lot. Hunnid bands in my Amiris saggin’, Diamonds dancin’ like I’m trappin’ in Manhattan, Loyalty? Nah, these n****s all actors, Snitch get stitched, leave ’em leakin’ like a fractured capacitor. [Pre-Chorus] Bentley tints black, can’t see my profile, B*hes wanna ride, but they ain’t ridin’ for free**, I came from the mud, now my wrist on E.T., If the money ain’t right, then the choppa gon’ speak. [Chorus] Ghost ride the bag, n**, we stackin’ the cheddar**, Two-tone Rollie, my time’s 24-karat weather, If you ain’t ’bout that life, then don’t pull up to the set, bruh, We send shots through the air like a muhf*in’ text, bruh!** (Yeah! Yeah!) [Verse 2] Hellcat purrin’, I’m skippin’ the county, Plug in Tijuana, he ship me a mountain, B*hes call me “Daddy” ’cause I’m splurgin’ they accounts**, But cross me? You’ll end up missin’ like a discount coupon. I’m too gutter, my vibe too reckless, Got the .40 tucked where the sun don’t bless it, Bro said, “Stay low,” but I’m too iconic, They hate ’cause I flipped a brick to a penthouse chronic. [Bridge] Pray to God, but the devil my lawyer, Every move I make got the feds annoyed, yeah, Trappin’ out the Tesla, no keys, just voice control, If loyalty’s a drug, then these n****s overdosed. [Chorus] Ghost ride the bag, n**, we stackin’ the cheddar**, Two-tone Rollie, my time’s 24-karat weather, If you ain’t ’bout that life, then don’t pull up to the set, bruh, We send shots through the air like a muhf*in’ text, bruh!** (Brrt! Brrt!) [Outro] (Yeah, Pi’erre, they ain’t ready for this one…) Codeine dreams, but I’m wide awake, N****s talkin’ tough, but they fish fillet, Run up on me? You get carried away, This ain’t trap music—this a muhf*in’ trap ballet**. (Skrrt!)

Alright, stop, calculate and listen, Math is back with a brand-new dimension. Angles, gotta know how they go, Degrees and radians runnin’ the show. 360 that’s a full rotation, Radians? 2π is the calculation. Divide by 180, that’s the key, Convert degrees to radians so easily. Ice, ice, baby… (radians, radians) Ice, ice, baby… (degrees, degrees) Got degrees? Multiply by pi Then divide by 180, and now you’re fly. Say 90 degrees, what’s that in rad? π/2 π/2, now you got it, so rad! Flip the script going radians to degrees, Multiply by 180, divide by pi, please. Got π/3 π/3? What’s that, my dude? 60 degrees, now you’re in the mood! Ice, ice, baby… (radians, radians) Ice, ice, baby… (degrees, d egrees) Halfway round? Yeah, that’s ππ, Or 180, no need to ask why. Full rotation? 2π2π, that’s clear, Same as 360, make it disappear. Quarter turn? π/2π/2, that’s 90, You’ll ace this test, trust me, it’s timely. Three-fourths? That’s 270, Or 3π/23π/2, now you’re feelin’ ready! Sine, cosine angles in motion, Unit circle, it’s a math explosion! Quadrants tell you where it’s at, Positive here, but negative that! So if there’s a problem, yo, I’ll solve it, Check the math while my brain revolves it! Ice, ice, baby… (radians, radians) Ice, ice, baby… (degrees, degrees)

[Verse] Sitar strings singin', tabla heart beatin' In the land of peacocks, where the sun's heat's seepin' Colors burst bright, rangoli on the street Ancestral whispers echo, in the roots I keep deep. [Chorus] Never leave my roots, they carved out my soul Story of my people, in my heart it unfolds From the raga in the wind to the diyas that glow Indian culture, my essence, I'll never let go. [Verse 2] Dhol thunder boomin', voices chant in the sky Kite threads tangle, but dreams aim high Mango leaf garlands in the air, so sweet Legacy of empire, on my rhymes we meet. [Bridge] Spices in the air, flavors dance on the tongue Ancestors' rhythm, every lesson they sung In the temple of my heart, I pray and stay steady Carving words in the beat, my roots always ready. [Chorus] Never leave my roots, they carved out my soul Story of my people, in my heart it unfolds From the raga in the wind to the diyas that glow Indian culture, my essence, I'll never let go. [Verse 3] Bangles clink, reflecting moonlight's shine Henna's art mapped, in its pattern I find The thread of my spirit, stitches tales of my land Mother India's warmth, I hold close in my hand.