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Here’s a concept for a 2Pac-style song titled "Resurrection", imagining his return to the world: --- [Intro] Yeah, you thought I was gone? Legends never die, homie. Resurrection time. Let’s go. --- [Verse 1] Out the ashes, I rise like a phoenix in the storm, Been watchin' from the shadows, now it’s time to transform. They buried my voice, but my spirit never sleeps, This the gospel of a thug—feel it deep in the streets. The world’s colder now, and the pain’s still alive, I see the struggle in my people, still tryin’ to survive. Fake prophets takin’ over, I see snakes in the game, But I’m back to speak the truth, bring that fire to the flame. I heard 'em say I’m gone, but the legends live eternal, My words still burn, they like pages from a journal. From Cali to the world, feel my heartbeat pound, Resurrected in the booth, I’m reclaimin' my crown. --- [Chorus] I’m back, hear the thunder when I speak, A voice for the voiceless, power for the weak. Resurrection of a king, feel my soul take flight, 'Cause even in the dark, I bring the world my light. --- [Verse 2] They tried to silence me, but my message only grew, Every verse I ever spit was a prophecy come true. From the block to the globe, my words still ignite, For the dreamers and the fighters who been lost in the fight. Still hear my mama’s cries, see my enemies lurkin’, But I learned death is life, so I’m back with a purpose. To the haters and the doubters, you could never erase, What’s written in the stars, I’m that voice you can’t replace. Taught the world about the pain, taught 'em how to survive, How to turn the system’s lies into reasons to thrive. I’m the rose from the concrete, proof of the hustle, Came back

(MONIQUE) Everyone's just be creative Look how active and imaginative Building fantasies with words Fighting the urge to leave the world (Not the actual lyrics) (ADLAO) File of papers with swords File of criminals who steal Write on your own Build on your own (AMANCIO) Everyone writes and pour their: SWEAT, BLOOD, AND TEARS While everyone there try to: SNEAKS, COPIES, AND STEALS (IBALE & HULGUIN) [CHORUS] (BRANZUELA) Everyone's just be creative Look how powerful and attractive An empire of words of wisdom And messages give freedom (MONCEDA) File of papers with mark And simply criminals steal and bark Why not build on your own And write on your own (ESPARCIA) Plagiarism is a crime and wrong! Stealing author's works how strong! Copying someone's work ain't cool See you in jail and know the rule (GICA) Always respect the rightful owner Authors are simply dreamers Stop the plagiarism movement Craft on your own and build improvement (CABANSAY) Everyone writes and pour their: SWEAT, BLOOD, AND TEARS While everyone there try to: SNEAKS, COPIES, AND STEALS (IBALE & HULGUIN) [CHORUS]

Wenn der durchfall sitzt, muss ich schnell auf klo. Ich muss dringend kaka, oh oh. Und ich saß auf der Schüssel doch es kam nichts raus, daran ist der Mario Schuld, das weist du auch. Am Morgen ging es weiter doch er kam nicht raus helf mit deiner Hand nach, liebe Zuckermaus. Jetzt hast du deine hand an meinem po gefasst und beim rausziehen der braunen Wurst machst du keine rast, oh yeah yeah.

He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence. He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler. Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day; Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday. A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee. Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked. Because thou hast made the Lord, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation; There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling. For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways. They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone. Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder: the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet. Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name. He shall call upon me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honour him. With long life will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation.

He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence. He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler. Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day; Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday. A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee. Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked. Because thou hast made the Lord, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation; There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling. For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways. They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone. Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder: the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet. Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name. He shall call upon me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honour him. With long life will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation.

He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence. He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler. Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day; Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday. A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee. Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked. Because thou hast made the Lord, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation; There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling. For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways. They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone. Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder: the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet. Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name. He shall call upon me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honour him. With long life will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation.

[Verse] Whoop that trick yeah watch him roll Under the spotlight feeling bold Taking the hits never getting old Trick's got the power break the mold [Verse 2] Uh-huh he steps like a king Gloves up high when the bell rings Sweat and fire that's what he brings Trick Williams flies got his own wings [Chorus] Whoop that trick yeah never slow Step to him you'll hit the floor Uh-huh lighting up the show Trick Williams oh what a glow [Verse 3] Punches landed quick as flash In the arena hear the clash Crowd goes wild no time to dash Trick's the champ stash that cash [Verse 4] He’s in the ring nothing can compare Fans all cheer get in the air Hold your breath now don’t you dare Trick Williams wins that’s a flair [Bridge] Whoop that trick yeah bold and true Raise your fists what you gonna do Uh-huh ain't nothing new Trick's got style he's the number two

(Verse 1) I’m in the middle of my flow, Droppin’ wisdom, let it show. But wait, what’s this? The silence grows, And everyone’s faces start to glow. I see their mouths movin’, they’re laughin’ too, I’m talkin’ my heart out, but no one’s got a clue. Oh no, it hits me, I’m out of the loop, Somebody save me, I’m stuck on mute. (Chorus) Put me back on, let me speak my truth, I’ve got things to say, don’t leave me aloof. I’m yellin’ at my screen, feelin’ so uncouth, Come on, people, put me back on mute! (Verse 2) I was tellin’ the joke of the year, But all they heard was atmosphere. I waved my hands like I’m here, I swear, But the sound didn’t follow me anywhere. My masterpiece is lost, forever unseen, Now they think I’m just staring at the screen. The clock is tickin’, my chance is due, Won’t someone hear me? I’m still on mute! (Chorus) Put me back on, let me take my stage, I’ve got words to share, I’m a bird in a cage. This digital silence feels like a ruse, Oh, somebody, put me back on, don’t refuse! (Bridge) It’s a modern tragedy, a mute-button curse, Could’ve been epic, now I’m rehearsin’ the worst. Next time I’ll check it, make sure I’m on, So I’m not the punchline when the moment is gone. (Final Chorus) Put me back on, let me have my say, I’ll make ‘em laugh, I’ll brighten their day. No more mutin’, let’s call a truce, Just give me the mic—put me back on, loose! (Outro) So here’s to the warriors of virtual chats, Who’ve been muted and silenced, but keep comin’ back. We’ll find our voices, it’s never too late, Just don’t leave us hangin’, unmute, don’t hesitate.

Yo, look at these ducks, waddlin’ like they own the block, But let me tell you somethin’, they schemin’ round the clock. Quackin’ like a menace, but they’re playin’ dumb as hell, Behind those beady eyes, there’s a master plan to rebel. Bread? Nah, they don’t want your stale-ass slice, They’re building duck armies, takin’ humans by surprise. Floatin’ on the lake, but they’re packin’ heat inside, Feathers are a front—yo, they’re planning genocide. Chorus Ducks are evil, don’t let ‘em deceive you, Wings of chaos, quackin’ like they need you. Doom’s on the horizon, better heed the warning, Or it’s Duckpocalypse by tomorrow morning. Verse 2 A mallard pulled up, yo, tried to flex on me, With his orange-ass feet like he owns the street. Thinkin’ it’s a joke? Nah, ducks don’t play, They’ve been plotting on humans since their first egg day. Swans are in on it too, they’re just ducks in disguise, Elegant assassins with murder in their eyes. They’ll drown your dog, sabotage your plans, Leave a trail of feathers, then blame it on the clans. Bridge Yo, they got allies—geese, pigeons, and crows, It’s an avian cartel, that’s how the power flows. They’re messin’ with the weather, controlling the rain, Every storm cloud is a duck campaign. Chorus Ducks are evil, don’t let ‘em deceive you, Wings of chaos, quackin’ like they need you. Doom’s on the horizon, better heed the warning, Or it’s Duckpocalypse by tomorrow morning. Verse 3 Wake up, mankind, don’t ignore the signs, Every pond’s a warzone, every river’s a mine. They act so innocent, floatin’ on streams, But they’re killin’ the ecosystem, crushin’ our dreams. Don’t trust the beak, they’re freaks with an agenda, Stealin’ all the fish, actin’ like they’re the defender. Round up the ducks, send ‘em into exile, Before they turn the Earth into their hostile lifestyle. Outro Yo, ducks gotta go, it’s the only solution, Stop the duck uprising, prevent the revolution. Feathers in the wind, man, it’s them or us, Let’s end their evil reign before it turns to dust. Chorus (Final) Ducks are evil, don’t let ‘em deceive you, Wings of chaos, quackin’ like they need you. Doom’s on the horizon, better heed the warning, Or it’s Duckpocalypse by tomorrow morning. Quack, quack—nah, cut that noise.

You ask me to tell you everything but you stop me from doing my favorite thing. It’s not that I don’t love you now but I got to have some secrets in life, something I cheer, something I day dream of. You say I am losing focus, but the truth is, I am not even getting into things. Sometimes I feel overwhelmed of adhering to be that perfect girl, but I have got a playful side too

[Verse] Brick walls, chipped paint, halls smellin' funk, Test scores low, dreams stuck in the trunk. Lunch money tight, ramen for dinner, Life's like a game, but we ain't all winners. [Verse 2] Sneakin' in late, dodgin' the dean, Homework crumpled, messin' up the routine. Old textbooks, information outdated, Feelin' like success is highly overrated. [Chorus] In the school of hard knocks, we try to rise, Eyes on the prize but the struggle won't disguise. Books in our bags, weights on our backs, Climbing up a ladder full of missing rungs and cracks. [Bridge] Teachers preach dreams, but the walls press in, Trying to keep faith but it's wearing thin. Graffiti on the desks, notes in the margins, Voices echo, but nobody's in charge, man. [Verse 3] Part-time job, grindin' through the shifts, Mind on the hustle, heart in the mists. Friends drop out, streets pull 'em away, Holdin' onto hope, but can't make it stay. [Chorus] In the school of hard knocks, we try to rise, Eyes on the prize but the struggle won't disguise. Books in our bags, weights on our backs, Climbing up a ladder full of missing rungs and cracks.

Clapper στο χέρι, μα δεν κόβεις εισιτήρια, Deadpool στο στυλ μου, μοιράζω σφαίρες στα χαρτιά. Προστατεύω την αλήθεια, όχι την εικόνα σου, έτοιμος για diss, και ρίχνω το όνομά σου. Μιλάς για προστάτης, μα είσαι μόνος σου εχθρός, σαν Deadpool που ξέχασε ποιος είναι ο σκοπός. Clapper στο παιχνίδι, χειροκροτούν οι mods σου, μα είναι όλα ψεύτικα, κι εγώ κερνάω το φως σου. Προστατεύεις τι; Μια άδεια φιλοσοφία; Λες πως είσαι πρώτος, μα έχεις μόνο απουσία. Η βάση σου γελάει, γιατί ξέρει τι είσαι, μια φιγούρα με φωνή, μα χωρίς καμία λύση. Deadpool το flow μου, πάντα ανεξέλεγκτο, Clapper στο beat, κάθε στίχος επικίνδυνο. Προστατεύω την αλήθεια, όχι την ψευδαίσθηση, γιατί εγώ είμαι real, κι εσύ χάνεις την αντίληψη. Μιλάς για mods και fam base, μα γελάω μ’ αυτά, σου λείπει το substance, έχεις μόνο σκιά. Κάθε σου coin το μετράς σαν θρίαμβο, μα η φήμη σου πέφτει, κι ο ήχος της αθόρυβος. Deadpool στο mindset, ανίκητος στη σκηνή, και το μόνο που σώζω, είναι η δική μου ψυχή. Clapper με χειροκροτούν γιατί ξέρουν τι φέρνω, κι εσύ απλά κοιτάς, καθώς το στέμμα σου παίρνω. Deadpool το flow μου, πάντα ανεξέλεγκτο, Clapper στο beat, κάθε στίχος επικίνδυνο. Προστατεύω την αλήθεια, όχι την ψευδαίσθηση, γιατί εγώ είμαι real, κι εσύ χάνεις την αντίληψη.