Christer

Man you ever see a ass like that before ? DAMN... haha I be watchin everyday See them moving around an I just wanna play Big and round Small and plump A don't really care as long as there's a hump Every man loves them one way or another Come on man we can stare together There are songs about them in every genre From rap to country Rocks got them too Big fat booty momma we love you Haha 36 ,24 ,36 Big ol bootys do the trick Left, left, left right left Keepin' perfect rhythm Woo Baby Fat bottomed girls make the rockin' world go 'round Haha I walk around all the stores All them girls I do adore Big and small They got them all Thick or tall We like them all Girl don't get mad God gave you a gift You should be glad Cuz baby that booty caught my eye An man o man look at them thighs All I got to say is finger lickin good An girl you need to come to my hood Cuz 36 ,24 ,36 Big ol bootys do the trick Left, left, left right left Keepin' perfect rhythm Woo Baby Fat bottomed girls make the rockin' world go 'round Haha

[Verse] On the block, fiends scream, chasing dreams like a madman, Cats plotting schemes, plotting on green from the trashcan, Life’s ways harsh, scars deep, soul of a caveman, Survive stripes; street’s fight, nothing but a wasteland. [Bridge] Echoes of the grind, late nights, sirens hum, Tales of woes, shattered hopes, beat of a slum, Eyes on stacks, street wisdom, life's curriculum, Trying to rise, no surprise, where the pain come. [Chorus] Grinding on the daily, hustle never shady, City lights hazy, streets driving crazy, Survivor, no maybe, adapt, I’m wavy, Rising from the dirt, shine bright, kinda lazy. [Verse] Corner store dreams, old heads reminisce, Young bloods fight wars, circumstances intense, Blocks tell stories, every crack and fence, Hoping for glory, no fake, real hence. [Verse] Lost souls wander, searching for the call, Battles in the jungle, stand tall or fall, Nightmares haunt steps, cover it with gall, Future’s a mystery, a mall full of brawl. [Chorus] Grinding on the daily, hustle never shady, City lights hazy, streets driving crazy, Survivor, no maybe, adapt, I’m wavy, Rising from the dirt, shine bright, kinda lazy.

[Verse] Aziz rolls through streets like a king Smart moves every day that's his thing From Kabul's heat to big city lights Shining bright in the darkest nights [Verse 2] He's got the wisdom hearts unfold Kindness runs deep the story's told Dj beats pumping in his veins Every smile breaks the chains [Chorus] Aziz Hekmat's groove is on fire Lights up the night our one desire Feel the rhythm feel the beat Dancing shoes on moving your feet [Verse 3] From the mountains to the urban sprawl He makes us feel ten feet tall Spins those records like they're gold Changing lives stories retold [Bridge] Music and kindness hand in hand Creating a vibe across the land Every beat every gesture pure In Aziz's groove we endure [Chorus] Aziz Hekmat's groove is on fire Lights up the night our one desire Feel the rhythm feel the beat Dancing shoes on moving your feet

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You say you’re timeless, but the clock don’t lie, Breathing heavy, just reaching for that pie. Big dreams? Nah, it’s just big plates, Living in the drive-thru, calling it fate. Pre-Chorus: French fries fallin’, you’re in your zone, But that treadmill’s feelin’ all alone. Catch your breath, bro, you’re on a mission, To beat the buffet in peak condition. Chorus: Big meals, big weight, no compromise, Can’t blame the mirror when it don’t lie. Timeless hunger, yeah, it’s your trend, But that grind better start, or it’s the end. Yeah, big boy, hit the scene like a tank, But all that sauce drippin’ off the bank. Breathe in—nah, bro, that’s a challenge, Time to focus on that calorie balance. You can lift, you can run, you can fight that plate, Or keep stackin’ up those carbs, sealing your fate. But we believe, yeah, you can flip the script, One less slice, take that health trip. Dreams don’t come with an all-you-can-eat, Time to step up and feel that beat. Calories burn, yeah, goals in sight, Timeless grind, make your future bright.

(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.)

[Intro] Yo, listen up, let me tell you "bout a girl I know Princess, the baddest, got my heart in a go Light skin, chubby, short, but she"s all I see Got me fallin" deep, like a trap, can"t break free [Verse 1] She got them ocean eyes, blue and deep and wide Got me swimmin" in "em, like a tide, can"t step aside Her smile"s so bright, it lights up the night Got me feelin" like a star, shinin" with all her light [Chorus] Princess, Princess, got my heart on lock Can"t nobody else get in, she got the key, rock Princess, Princess, my love for you is real Got me fallin" deeper, with every single feel [Verse 2] Her laughter"s music to my ears, got me feelin" so alive Her chubby cheeks, got me hooked, can"t nobody else thrive She got them white teeth, shinin" like diamonds bright Got me feelin" like a king, with her by my side, day and night [Chorus] Princess, Princess, got my heart on lock Can"t nobody else get in, she got the key, rock Princess, Princess, my love for you is real Got me fallin" deeper, with every single feel [Bridge] Time stands still when we"re together, got our own pace Got me feelin" like I"m in a dream, with her lovely face In her eyes, I see forever, with her, I know I"m home Got me feelin" like I"m the only one, she got me in a zone [Chorus] Princess, Princess, got my heart on lock Can"t nobody else get in, she got the key, rock Princess, Princess, my love for you is real Got me fallin" deeper, with every single feel Zendra

[Instrumental: Slow, soulful hip hop beat with a melancholic Japanese koto plucking melody, layered over warm basslines and crisp, minimalist snares. A shakuhachi flute weaves in during transitions, evoking introspection. The rhythm feels like a heartbeat—steady but vulnerable.] [Verse 1] Life’s a Studio Ghibli frame, but I’m sketched in harsh lines, Shinji’s doubts in my mirror, screaming “get in the robot” one more time. Usagi’s tears turned tiara—moon princess in the rubble, Rewrite my tragedy like Code Geass, cut the Kishin’s trouble. Loving me’s a cursed technique, Sukuna’s fingers on my soul, But I’m Itadori chewing pain, swallowing to gain control. Vash’s cross ain’t lighter, Trigun’s weight on my back, *Yet every scar’s a JoJo stand—call me “Unbreakable” like Kakyoin’s track. [Chorus] TES FU’s koto cries, but the melody’s self, *Dragon Ball Z to Akira—I’m the shelf where my trauma’s kept. Erased like Tokyo Revengers, but I rewrite my name, *Neon Genesis in my veins—I’m the Eva that chose not to tame. Anime mirrors crack, but the glass still gleams, *Self-love’s the ultimate jutsu—I’m the shadow clone that finally redeemed. [Verse 2] Light’s Death Note guilt, but I’m burning the page, *Kurapika’s chains—not for rage, but to cage my own rage. Mob’s 100% explosion, bottled in a quiet storm, Psycho-Pass hues clear when my heart aligns to the norm. Naruto’s bowl cut crown, but the Nine-Tails’ my pride, *Guts’ Berserk armor cracks—found light where Griffith lied. Zero Two’s horns, darling, they’re just wings in disguise, *Cowboy Bebop blues—I’m my own damn surprise. [Chorus] TES FU’s koto cries, but the melody’s self, *Dragon Ball Z to Akira—I’m the shelf where my trauma’s kept. Erased like Tokyo Revengers, but I rewrite my name, *Neon Genesis in my veins—I’m the Eva that chose not to tame. Anime mirrors crack, but the glass still gleams, *Self-love’s the ultimate jutsu—I’m the shadow clone that finally redeemed. [Bridge] Fullmetal heart, alchemist of my worth, *Equivalent exchange—traded doubt for the Earth. Lelouch’s mask shattered, now I face the sunrise raw, *Spike Spiegel’s last shot—bang… my reflection’s the flaw. [Outro] Beat fades slow, shakuhachi hums a Zen koan, “The hero’s journey ends where the self feels known.” From Uzumaki’s spiral to Sailor Moon’s grace, *I’m the mangaka of my soul—inking love in the margins of space. [Beat fades with a lone koto string vibrating and a soft anime echo:] “Even fractured… I am still the art.”

[Instrumental: Slow, soulful hip hop beat with a melancholic Japanese koto plucking melody, layered over warm basslines and crisp, minimalist snares. A shakuhachi flute weaves in during transitions, evoking introspection. The rhythm feels like a heartbeat—steady but vulnerable.] [Verse 1] Life’s a Studio Ghibli frame, but I’m sketched in harsh lines, Shinji’s doubts in my mirror, screaming “get in the robot” one more time. Usagi’s tears turned tiara—moon princess in the rubble, Rewrite my tragedy like Code Geass, cut the Kishin’s trouble. Loving me’s a cursed technique, Sukuna’s fingers on my soul, But I’m Itadori chewing pain, swallowing to gain control. Vash’s cross ain’t lighter, Trigun’s weight on my back, *Yet every scar’s a JoJo stand—call me “Unbreakable” like Kakyoin’s track. [Chorus] TES FU’s koto cries, but the melody’s self, *Dragon Ball Z to Akira—I’m the shelf where my trauma’s kept. Erased like Tokyo Revengers, but I rewrite my name, *Neon Genesis in my veins—I’m the Eva that chose not to tame. Anime mirrors crack, but the glass still gleams, *Self-love’s the ultimate jutsu—I’m the shadow clone that finally redeemed. [Verse 2] Light’s Death Note guilt, but I’m burning the page, *Kurapika’s chains—not for rage, but to cage my own rage. Mob’s 100% explosion, bottled in a quiet storm, Psycho-Pass hues clear when my heart aligns to the norm. Naruto’s bowl cut crown, but the Nine-Tails’ my pride, *Guts’ Berserk armor cracks—found light where Griffith lied. Zero Two’s horns, darling, they’re just wings in disguise, *Cowboy Bebop blues—I’m my own damn surprise. [Chorus] TES FU’s koto cries, but the melody’s self, *Dragon Ball Z to Akira—I’m the shelf where my trauma’s kept. Erased like Tokyo Revengers, but I rewrite my name, *Neon Genesis in my veins—I’m the Eva that chose not to tame. Anime mirrors crack, but the glass still gleams, *Self-love’s the ultimate jutsu—I’m the shadow clone that finally redeemed. [Bridge] Fullmetal heart, alchemist of my worth, *Equivalent exchange—traded doubt for the Earth. Lelouch’s mask shattered, now I face the sunrise raw, *Spike Spiegel’s last shot—bang… my reflection’s the flaw. [Outro] Beat fades slow, shakuhachi hums a Zen koan, “The hero’s journey ends where the self feels known.” From Uzumaki’s spiral to Sailor Moon’s grace, *I’m the mangaka of my soul—inking love in the margins of space. [Beat fades with a lone koto string vibrating and a soft anime echo:] “Even fractured… I am still the art.”

So, beautiful artists, it"s time to clean up your enormous messes and get ready to go. Put your stuff back where it belongs, make sure you wash out your damn coffee mugs and don"t leave your dirty brushes in the sinks. You did amazing work but now it"s time to stop and get serious about clean up. Also, you should bring me a lot of treats, especially boba tea and chocolate. And don"t go on your damn phones until everything is clean and tidy!