Diabolic Deeds

[Verse] Pencil sharp as my wit, tryna pass the quiz Backpack full of dreams, wanna live like this Teacher tryna lecture, I'm lost in my thoughts Notebook's a canvas, but these grades I forgot [Verse 2] Cafeteria vibes, food that tastes suspect Eyes on the clock, what's next on the subject Passing notes in class, sneaking peeks at my phone Principal's office, cuz they think I'm grown [Chorus] School's a trip, every day a new scene Dodging drama, walking halls like a teen Words on the page, tryna find my own zen Learning life's lessons, then do it again [Verse 3] Science lab got me mixing up solutions History books deep in revolution Math class, equations swirling in my head Gym time, sneakers on, dreams on the tread [Bridge] Lockers full of secrets, quiet confessions Heartbeats wild with adolescent questions Kicking rhymes in detention, tight with my crew Finding my voice in a world so new [Chorus] School's a trip, every day a new scene Dodging drama, walking halls like a teen Words on the page, tryna find my own zen Learning life's lessons, then do it again

[Verse] King of the jungle, claws sharpenin' on the rhythm, Chewin' up the beat, no teeth, pure venom. Foes talkin' trash, they end up like litter, Mouth full of bars, spittin' gold, no glitter. [Verse 2] Got that bite, raw, untamed in the cipher, Bars hit like lightning, no need for a lighter. Mind sharp, rap knife, cuttin' through their ego, Ears bleedin' in the pit, where their dreams go. [Chorus] Savage in the booth, no cage, just fury, Lines got 'em shook, vision gettin' blurry. Hands raised high, they salute the chief, Lyrics drop bombs, no time for grief. [Verse 3] From the alleyways where shadows hold court, To the spotlight, where dreams get caught. Swallowin' pride, no room in my corner, Wordsmith assassin, flows gettin' warmer. [Verse 4] Midnight hustle, grind till dawn, Catch me on the throne, no king, just pawns. Serpentine thoughts, slither through dimensions, Speakin' in tongues that defy all conventions. [Chorus] Savage in the booth, no cage, just fury, Lines got 'em shook, vision gettin' blurry. Hands raised high, they salute the chief, Lyrics drop bombs, no time for grief.

Act I I retell these events in all exactness according to my memory so that none shall follow in my footsteps. It has been one year since the murder of my dear Henry Clerval. One year since the event that sparked my catastrophe. If only those vile brutes had not stolen the life of my innocent Clerval, then maybe my fate would not be what it is now. After the assassination of the overseer of New Vegas, chaos spread over the city. My father, the founder of Frankenstein Cybernetics, was one of the targets of the riots and mobs in an attempt to bring down the powerful and wealthy families of Vegas. As my father, Clerval, our family friends, and I resided in the Frankenstein Tower, we were quickly surrounded by an army of violent revolutionaries threatening to set the tower ablaze. Clerval and I, who had been residing within the tower for safety, realized we must make an attempt at escape. We lept out of a window, landing in an empty alley below the tower, and began to run toward safety. Then, I heard three shots ring through the alley. I turned and watched as Clerval collapsed. Rioters began to flood the alley behind him. In a split second, I flung him over my shoulder, sprinting away from the tower into the tunnels underneath the city. After an hour or so, I had undoubtedly outrun the insurrectionists. I set Clerval down for the first time since fleeing the tower; at that moment, I realized he was gone. Two bullets had struck his face, and one hit his chest; my precious Henry Clerval had been disfigured and murdered over such senseless violence. I fell to my knees, screaming and crying in pure anguish, unsure of how I could ever recover from the loss of my only true friend. For 22 years, we were inseparable; he was raised in my household since I was a newborn. Clerval was the loveliest friend one could have; I could never be whole since his death. One week later, he was buried, and It was determined safe to return to the tower. For nine months, I couldn’t sleep; nothing felt real anymore. My passion that once burned like a great wildfire had diminished to dead coals. I rotted in the tower like a zombie, pursuing nothing, contributing to nothing. I gave up on my studies and dreams of saving humanity by advancing cybernetics and A.I. technologies. For nine months, I sat atop that tower and watched the city burn and rebuild itself. How ironic that the city’s fate was its undoing. The people wished to escape the previous tyranny, so they chose violence to restore their new order. In an attempt to rekindle its flame, its people destroyed New Vegas. My body grew weak, limiting my motion to simple tasks and resembling a mere shadow of my former self. After months of emptiness, an idea hit me: a way to return my dear Clerval to me. I could combine his lifeless body with cybernetics, partially integrating his soul with artificial intelligence to restore animation to his frame. Using my passion for A.I. technologies and cybernetics, I could save my dear

(Chorus) Goose, flexin’ mad stacks, Alt F4, when the attack, no caps. Sick of Sol Deus, they on my back, Caught in 4K, so now I’m whack. (Verse 1) Ballin’ hard, I’m the king of the game, Exploits flowin’, I’m setting the flame. Callin’ out bitches, no proof - I’m insane, But Sol’s got the aim, take away my fame. (Chorus) Goose the caravan, flexin’ mad stacks, Alt F4, when the attack, no caps. Sick of Sol Deus, they on my back, Caught in 4K, so now I’m whack. (Verse 2) Thuggin’ with my crew, we rollin’ deep, But when the heat’s on, I can’t even sleep. “Expose the exploiters!” I gotta peep, But now I’m the target, feelin’ like sheep. (Chorus) Goose the caravan, flexin’ mad stacks, Alt F4, when the attack, no caps. Sick of Sol Deus, they on my back, Caught in 4K, so now I’m whack. (Bridge) Bitches be talkin’, but I don’t care, Flauntin’ my riches like I’m a millionaire. Sick of the drama, this life isn’t fair, But I’m still grindin’, catch me in the air. (Verse 3) So here’s the deal, I’m a caravan chief, But every attack feels like a damn thief. Flexin’ on bitches, but I’m in disbelief, Caught in 4K, now I’m out like a leaf. (Chorus) Goose the caravan, flexin’ mad stacks, Alt F4, when the attack, no caps. Sick of Sol Deus, they on my back, Caught in 4K, so now I’m whack. (Outro) Goose the leader, but where’s my crew? Exploitation? Man, what’s a thug to do? I’m sick of this game, can’t handle the view, Caught in 4K, now I’m blue, it’s true. (Chorus) Goose the caravan, flexin’ mad stacks, Alt F4, when the attack, no caps. Sick of Sol Deus, they on my back, Caught in 4K, so now I’m whack.

Lǎotiān bǎoyòu jīnshān yínshān qián lù yǒu Lǎotiān jiàosuǒ bié guǎn jiānghú lónghǔ dòu Lǎotiān dīngzhǔ zhè bèizi wǒ shàn bú diū Lǎotiān jiù pà sānshíliù léi zǒng dǎ qiū (Yeah, ayy) Chímèi wǎngliǎng zǒng chūxiàn zài qiūshōu hòu (Suànzhàng) Chímèi wǎngliǎng zǒng chūxiàn zài qiūshōu hòu (Xiāomiè) Lǎotiān ràng wǒ yī gùn chǎnchú nièchǐlèi (Tiānshù) Dì èr gùn fùmó wǒ dǎ chuān duìjiā lóu (Huh) Yīn guǒ Yīn guǒ (Lǎotiān ràng fàngxià túdāo dàn zhè shì tā de, ayy) Yīn guǒ Yīn guǒ (Gāi bú gāi fàngxià túdāo, ayy)

I hopped off the bus above retail With a dream for a 8 kill win Welcome to the new OG fort (woah) Am I even OG? Jumped in the bus, here I am for the first time Look to my right, and I see a sparkle specialist This is all so crazy Everybody seems so sweaty My tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin' kinda storm sick Too much pressure and I'm building That's when my duo loaded in And he had an OG skin on And he had an OG skin on And he had an OG skin on So I put my hands up They're playin' my emote, the sweats glide away I'm emoting' my head like, yeah Movin' my pickaxe like, yeah I got my mats up, they're breaking my builds They know I'm gonna be okay Yeah, it's a party in Sweaty sands Yeah, it's a party in Sweaty sands Get to the llama in my quadcrasher All the OGs looking at me now Like, "Who's that kid that's rockin' that skin? They gotta be from chapter 1" So hard with my squad not around me It's definitely not a lobby party 'Cause all I see is the storm I guess I never brought heals My tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin' kinda storm sick Too much pressure and I'm building That's when the store dropped my favorite skin And the lobby track was on And the lobby track was on And the lobby track was on So I put my hands up They're playin' my emote, the sweats glide away I'm emoting my head like, yeah Movin' my pickaxe like, yeah I got my mats up, they're breaking my builds They know I'm gonna be okay Yeah, it's a party in Sweaty sands. Yeah, it's a party in Sweaty sands. Feel like hoppin' on a bus (on a bus) Back to my lobby tonight (lobby tonight) Sweats box me every time (every time) The teammate reboots me and I feel alright So I put my hands up They're playin' my emote, the sweats glide away I'm emoting my head like, yeah (emoting away) Movin' my pickaxe like, yeah(ooh, yeah) I got my mats up, they're breaking my builds They know I'm gonna be okay (gonna be okay) Yeah, it's a party in Sweaty sands. Yeah, it's a party in Sweaty sands. So I put my hands up They’re playing my emote, the sweats glide away I'm emotinging my head like, yeah (emoting in my head like, yeah) Movin' my pickaxe like, yeah (movin' my pickaxe like, yeah) I got my hands up, they're breaking my builds They know I'm gonna be okay (I'm gonna be okay) Yeah, it's a party in sweaty sands Yeah (ha-ha-ha-ha), it's a party in sweaty hands

[Verse] Cruising through the shadows, neon lights flicker, City's pulse speaking, heartbeats grow quicker, Deep bass thumping, echoes in the dark, Lost in the rhythm, night leaves its mark. [Verse 2] Distorted voices, whispers in the air, Memories drifting, lost without a care, Lo-fi melodies, wrap around my mind, 90s vibes calling, leave the past behind. [Chorus] Driving through the night, stars up high, Phonk beats hit hard, under moonlit sky, Nostalgic echoes, in the midnight breeze, Feel the essence flow, set our spirits free. [Verse 3] Streetlights casting, shadows on the walls, Ghostly reflections, time begins to stall, Raw beat grinding, like gears in a mill, Life moves slower, but the music kills. [Verse 4] Windows down, wind whistling its song, Route unknown, just rolling along, Eyes on the horizon, where the sky meets the sea, Lost in the phonk, endless journey set free. [Bridge] Midnight whispers, secrets untold, Darkness enrobes, but the night feels bold, Driving till dawn, with the past behind, In the world of phonk, solace we find.

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[Verse] शुरुआत हो गई है कहानी सुन मेरी ज़बानी मैं आया हूँ तूफान की तरह सबको हिलानी मेरे रैप की ताक़त सबको पागल कर जाएगी हर लाइन मेरी आग है जलती हुई चिंगारी [Verse 2] रस्ते में जो भी आया उसे मैं रौंद दूँगा अपने अंदाज़ से सबका दिल मैं जीत लूँगा मेरे बोल है सच्चाई तेज़ी से आँधी सपनों को सच कर दूँ यही ठानी [Chorus] शौर्य द बीस्ट नाम है मेरा याद रखना रैप की दुनिया में अब मुझसे मिलना हर ढंग का अंदाज़ मैं दिखा दूँगा जो सोचा नहीं तुमने वो कर जाऊँगा [Bridge] फ़र्श से अर्श तक का सफर मेरा हर मुक़ाबले में मेरी बस जीत का डेरा तू देखेगा आज मेरा जादू बनेगी यही कहानी हर एक का काबू [Chorus] शौर्य द बीस्ट नाम है मेरा याद रखना रैप की दुनिया में अब मुझसे मिलना हर ढंग का अंदाज़ मैं दिखा दूँगा जो सोचा नहीं तुमने वो कर जाऊँगा [Verse 3] आँखों में जुनून है कदमों में रफ़्तार हर दिन की सोच मेरी सिर्फ़ जीत बार बार हिम्मत का दीपक जलता है दिल के अंदर मेरे रैप के सुरों में दुनिया का मंतर

(Intro) Yeah, uh, Bills Mafia’s in the zone, Josh Allen with the moves, takin’ over the throne. Buffalo’s rising, yeah, we’re here to play, Every game’s a show, all day, every day! (Verse 1) Josh in the pocket, throwin’ lasers all night, Opponents look lost, they can’t win this fight. James Cook in the backfield, speed so mean, Breakin’ through the line, dancin’ past the whole team. Khalil Shakir with the quick-cut swag, Snaggin’ every pass, defenses lag. Matt Milano on the hunt, hittin’ ‘em hard, QB’s shakin’ when he’s lurkin’ in the yard. (Chorus) We like the way they work it, no diggity, Josh Allen and the Bills bringin’ victory. We like the way they move it, no doubt, Buffalo’s dominatin’, shout it out loud! (Verse 2) James Cook hittin’ holes, leavin’ defenders stuck, Turnin’ on the jets, yeah, they’re out of luck. Shakir’s on the edge, makin’ slick toe-taps, Josh puts it on a rope, yeah, that’s a wrap. Milano’s on the blitz, bringin’ big-time heat, Layin’ QBs flat, puttin’ ‘em in retreat. The team’s locked in, yeah, we’re takin’ control, From kickoff to the whistle, we’re crushin’ the goal. (Chorus) We like the way they work it, no diggity, Josh Allen and the Bills bringin’ victory. We like the way they move it, no doubt, Buffalo’s dominatin’, shout it out loud! (Bridge) Now Allen’s runnin’, stiff-arm in his stride, Truckin’ linebackers, can’t stop this ride. Cook with the cutbacks, Milano with the smack, Buffalo Bills got the league on their back. Fans in the crowd, yeah, they’re breakin’ tables, Cheerin’ so loud, it’s like they’re spinnin’ fables. Khalil Shakir’s grabbin’ highlight plays, The Mafia’s forever, and this is our day. (Chorus) We like the way they work it, no diggity, Josh Allen and the Bills bringin’ victory. We like the way they move it, no doubt, Buffalo’s dominatin’, shout it out loud! (Outro) No diggity, no doubt, Buffalo Bills, yeah, we shout it out loud. Josh Allen’s the king, bringin’ thrills every play, Bills Mafia forever, we’re here to stay!

Ona mnie kusi na seks, ja nie mam czasu, Bo zarabiam cash, ej, mój brat wie, co jest pięć, Złoto na szyi, zaciśnięta pięść, To miejska dżungla, a nie rezerwat, Tu krew na zębach jak dzikie zwierzęta, Co drugi z nas trafi do piekła, Na kłódkę gęba, wiem, kiedy się odezwać, Jesteś warta tyle, ile za ciebie zapłacę, Ile za ciebie zapłacę, butelki na stole, basen. O szmaty nie kłócę się z bratem, Bo z bratem zarabiam papier, Z Gokens'em, Barto, Szczypiorkiem – zarabiamy w parze, Z Majkelem, wiesz, to nasza gra, Z bratem zarabiamy papier, z bratem zarabiamy papier.

[Verse] Mind framed by brimstone, thoughts so infernal, Dark whims whisper, sinister internal. Eyes gleam scarlet like the devil's lick, Sneaky schemes, tricks slicker than quick. [Verse 2] Icy veins, blood cold, not a man but a myth, Breath of fire and truth's a twisted grift. Serpent tongue spit venom, no holy writ, Cruisin' midnight lanes where shadows drift. [Chorus] Dance with demons, steps in sync, Soul full of chaos, hearts sink. Smoke and mirrors, reality bend, Sinister saga, no tail end. [Verse 3] Ashlands of ruin, kingdom of the twisted, Crown of thorns on brow, darkness insisted. Spirited away by the whims of fate, Chained to the abyss, forever late. [Bridge] Whispers in the void, promises unspoken, Vilify the meek, sanctity broken. Temptation's grip, tighter than chains, Hollow laughter echoing in bloodstains. [Verse 4] Wander in the night, echo of despair, Maniacal grin, masked by devil’s glare. Concrete jungle, forsaken lair, Blind to heaven’s light, never a care.