Corruption

Towards the beginning of the extract, Shakespeare highlights lady Macbeths thoughts and feelings as dominant. She expresses this in the quotation “yet i do fear thy nature; it is too full o’th’ milk of human kindness”. This connotes weakness and excessive compassion. The metaphor of the noun “milk” traditionally symbolizes nourishment, purity, and maternal care- qualities associated with femininity and gentleness. By linking Macbeths kindness to milk, lady Macbeth implies that his morality and hesitation makes him unfit for ruthless ambition. Her frustrated tone reinforces her belief that power must be stripped of compassion to succeed. The writer may have crafted this to further exemplify the foreshadow of Macbeths internal struggle. Lady Macbeths belief that Macbeths nature is an obstacle to ambition reveals the tragic irony that, as the play progresses, Macbeth becomes consumed by his own guilt, leading to his downfall. Hence, it can be seen that lady Macbeth thoughts and feelings are viewed as cold-blooded and desperate.

¿You you, ojo de agua está en la casa perros? "Yoouuuu" en el barrio donde el sol no brilla, Infonavit Ojo de Agua, la vida es sencilla. Si no pregúntenle al semilla que en la carnicería se la arriman día con dia, Estribillo: Ojo de Agua, escucha mi voz, Los secretos se filtran, como viento veloz. Si siguen con sus chismes y hablan sin razón, Con otra canción les bajaré el calzón Ya vieron que mis barras provocan avalanchas Que si le rasco hasta para el chileno alcanza Verso 2: Mayates yo conozco pero me hago el sordo Las miradas los delatan de mi riata hasta el pozo. Amantes y mayates cuidan su identidad Pero yo tengo la rima, para romper su dignidad Estribillo: Ojo de Agua, escucha mi voz, Los secretos se filtran, como viento veloz. Si siguen con sus chismes y hablan sin razón, Otra canción viene, con más revelación. Paparaparapa Puente: En las esquinas se escriben episodios muy violentos mezclados en excesos acabados por el flexo Ahí no hay respeto, y su destino es el anexo o al cerezo Jajajaj "¡ niñote miusic "! Verso 3: Así que escucha, la historia no se va, El barrio se alza, no se dejará. Cada rima que suelto es un eco del lugar, Infonavit Ojo de Agua, Estribillo: Ojo de Agua, escucha mi voz, Los secretos se filtran, como viento veloz. Si siguen con chismes y hablan sin razón, Otra canción viene, con más revelación ¿Es el mago de la pluma jajajaj y quien dijo que las segundas partes no son buena jajajaj Rrrrrrrra ? "Y como dicen sus mayates abujero aún que sea de caballero" ¿" NIÑOTE MIUSIC"? JAJAJAJAJA

[Inspired by 3 A.M and Stay Wide Awake by Eminem] [Intro: Eminem] [Piano melody, 808 bass, Horror stabs] Felt my fuck-ing heart stop—mor-tu-ar-y art, doc Nar-can pump-ing blood through my rot-ten-ing corpse, watch Doc-tors' faces twist when my fist clinched, eye-lids twitched Death's cum-ming for me twice—swallowed once—cock still itched [VERSE: Eminem] [Bass heavy, Trap drums, Dark piano] Strapped to ma-chines like a fuck-ing lab rat, back flat Bare ass crack wrapped in plas-tic hos-pi-tal mask, staff laughed When I grabbed the cath-e-ter, yanked it through my dick's path Blood squirt-ing, nurses smirk-ing—life's a god-damn last laugh Par-a-med-ics called my death at three thir-ty-three My heart jerked like God's cock when he's fuck-ing with me For what? This abort-ed fetus of a car-eer's corpse? Should've left me flat-lined, dead-er than this beat's course Now I'm haunt-ed by mem-o-ries of white light gleam-ing While my soul was leav-ing, de-mons were inter-ven-ing So I carve these vi-cious vers-es—blood-let-ting my sins Each line's a cut, gut-ting my-self, let-ting death in Spit-ting chunks of lung blood, stain-ing my bath-room sink Each couplet's a coup d'é-tat against sanity's brink Tried to figure out why I sur-vived while bet-ter men's lives Got snuffed like cigarette tips—I'm twist-ed, blessed with knives [CHORUS: Eminem, Rhythmically syncopated with deliberate emphasis shifts] [Orchestral hits, 808 drops, Hard drums] These BEAU-ti-ful SCARS re-MIND me I SHOULD-n't be HERE Each SYL-la-ble's a STITCH that I'm RIP-ping through FEAR I don't de-SERVE this SE-cond CHANCE but I'm GRIP-ping it TIGHT Ther-a-PEU-tic VI-o-lence—BLEED-ing my GUTS through what I WRITE These BEAU-ti-ful SCARS are TRAC-ing the PROOF that I'm CURSED Each FUCK-ing LINE'S a FLAT-line, each RHYME is a HEARSE I'll TEAR my CHEST o-PEN night-ly for ALL to see THROUGH Pain's my PORN, I per-FORM—death's still HARD, I get SCREWED [VERSE: Eminem, technical complexity with rapid delivery] [Dark piano riff, Heavy 808 bass pattern, Atmospheric pad in background] Ev-'ry god-damn morn-ing when my con-scious-ness crawls From the cof-fin of my dreams to face real-i-ty's walls Feel-ing like I'm steal-ing ox-y-gen meant for those gone Throat chok-ing on sur-vi-vor's guilt—should've died but lived on Psych-i-a-trist says "chan-nel rag-ing thoughts pro-duc-tive-ly" So I'm aim-ing cock-ed glocks of syl-la-bles se-duc-tive-ly Shoot-ing loads of self-loath-ing, ver-bal-ly a-bus-ing me Lin-guis-tic sui-cide—each line I write's re-cru-it-ing me 'Cause breath-ing feels per-verse when your heart's just a thief That snatched ex-tra beats while bet-ter men died with brief Good-byes—their chil-dren cry-ing—"Fuck-ing why?" I sur-vived I de-con-struct ex-is-tence through these shit-stained rhymes, de-prived Note-book pa-ges soaked with fuck-ing tears, blood, and cum Mul-ti-syl-la-bic mas-sa-cres—men-tal mas-tur-ba-tion done This

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Preach about democracy, but twist it for the profit Pass another policy that only benefits your pockets If your kingdom starts to fall, you would jump and then escape Still, you push the propaganda, keep the people in their place The system isn’t broken, man, it’s built to be this way Keep the poor beneath the floor and make the wealthy walk away Yeah, the irony is loud, but they quiet all dissent And history repeats when the people don’t resist Corporations own the state, government’s a shell Yeah, they fund both sides, it’s a game that they sell There’s no left, there’s no right, just a war for control And we follow like sheep while they swallow us whole

Dear politicians, it’s tradition, every law is contradiction Say you’re working for the people, but you’re deep in coalitions While you’re signing off the deals that only benefit the rich And you’re smiling in our faces while you're plotting every trick You spread fear through the screens, keep us blind to the schemes Point the finger at the weak while you hide behind the scenes You manipulate the masses with the lies that you preach Tell us what to believe while you silence our speech When did justice become a game for the few? A way to cover up the fraud and all the crimes that you do? There's an irony in power ‘cause the ones at the top Keep the cycle spinning fast while the struggling stop Preach about democracy, but twist it for the profit Pass another policy that only benefits your pockets If your kingdom starts to fall, you would jump and then escape Still, you push the propaganda, keep the people in their place The system isn’t broken, man, it’s built to be this way Keep the poor beneath the floor and make the wealthy walk away Yeah, the irony is loud, but they quiet all dissent And history repeats when the people don’t resist Corporations own the state, government’s a shell Yeah, they fund both sides, it’s a game that they sell There’s no left, there’s no right, just a war for control And we follow like sheep while they swallow us whole

Villarreal and Burroni, yeah, yeah, yeah Okey? Let’s go! They told you buy, buy, buy Now your money’s all gone, Working nine to five Just to barely hold on. They printing that cash while you’re breaking your back Working all night, don't see day-light Trapped in the game, at the end, you wont like." Nike on my feet, Apple in my hand, Coke on the table, Ray-ban on their eyes. Tesla in the streets, Rolex on my wrist, Money in their arms, money in their hands. We all want to buy, but not not all want to act right. government wants our cash, now I’m in the ash They, promised us wealth, but inflation destroyed our health The leaders are planning they're making the rules, They promised relief they knew they would fail, Rich people get the money while we're treated like fools. Raise the rates, force that spend, Then blame inflation when it doesn't end. This is not a warning, we’re all stuck. They're pushing the markets They're playing with us. They're winning the money we are stuck in the fraud. They’re gaining the power. They have the control. Buy, own, show it off Happiness is granted, it is all you need A hollow joy, a broken mind, the only thing your missing is the latest phone. Nike on my feet, Apple in my hand, Coke on the table, Ray-ban on their eyes. Tesla in the streets, Rolex on my wrist, Money in their arms, money in their hands. We all want to buy, but not not all want to act right. government wants our cash, now I’m in the ash They, promised us wealth, but inflation destroyed our health

The Fam Jam Clean Version (Verse 1) Yo, we a crew, six deep, that's the fam, Jakob on the scene, flexin’ like a champ. Ruth on the grind, 17, she a queen, Pålle 13, livin’ life like a dream. (Chorus) We ballin’ hard, no time for the drama, Family tight, like a suit of armor. Lars Monson on the screen, watchin’ like it’s gold, But Jakob and Dad? Nah, they ain’t sold. (Verse 2) Jonathan’s the baby, 8 years of swag, Mum’s by his side, never let him lag. They lovin’ that nature, trippin’ through the wild, But Jakob and Ruth? Too cool, too styled. (Bridge) Old folks in the back, just chillin’ in their zone, They built this house, made it feel like home. But when it’s family time, we all gotta connect, People talkin’ nonsense, but we ain’t ’bout disrespect. (Chorus) We ballin’ hard, no time for the drama, Family tight, like a suit of armor. Lars Monson on the screen, watchin’ like it’s gold, But Jakob and Dad? Nah, they ain’t sold. (Verse 3) Pålle’s got the jokes, always crackin’ a smile, Jonathan laughs, that’s the kid’s true style. Mum’s in the kitchen, cookin’ up a feast, While Dad’s in the backyard, chillin' with the beast. (Outro) So here’s to the fam, we ain’t ever fake, Through thick and thin, we’ll never break. Six strong, we unite, gang tight, that’s the deal, This family’s a fortress, my friend, that’s real!

(Verse 1) Yo, Jake Shimmon, let’s set the scene, With a forehead so big, it’s like a movie screen. You roll up on your bike, thinkin’ you’re the man, But you crashed at the roundabout, what was your plan? (Chorus) Jake Shimmon, you’re livin’ in a dream, With 0% fluffy hair, you’re not on the team. At 4 foot 2, you’re barely a threat, But we’re all just here, placing our bets. (Verse 2) You strut around town, but we all know the truth, That small package you flaunt ain’t impressin’ the youth. You think you’re a player, but you’re just a joke, With a forehead so wide, it’s hard to provoke. (Chorus) Jake Shimmon, you’re livin’ in a dream, With 0% fluffy hair, you’re not on the team. At 4 foot 2, you’re barely a threat, But we’re all just here, placing our bets. (Bridge) So take a step back, and look in the mirror, You’re crashin’ and burnin’, it couldn’t be clearer. With a name like that, you should be ashamed, In the game of life, you’re just a little too lame. (Outro) So here’s to you, Jake, keep doin’ your thing, But remember this diss, it’s a lyrical sting. You might think you’re fly, but we all see the flaws, In the battle of life, you’re just givin’ us pause.

(Yeah… uh… I can feel it, feel it… uh… let’s go…) At the fast-food spot, late night drive, Neon signs glow, the city’s alive. Clock hits twelve, but the world don’t sleep, Concrete hums with a rhythm so deep. Windows down, hear the sirens fade, Streetlights dance on the boulevard shade. Corner store hustle, kids still play, Echoes of the past never drift away. Late-night walks, just takin’ it slow, Every block got a story to show. Walkin’ through the night, feelin’ that high, Streetlights hum while the cars roll by. Ain’t no rush, no need to hide, Let the city take me for a ride. (Ooooh, yeah, I feel it now… Ooooh, yeah, don’t slow it down…) (Can you feel it? Can you feel it?) Let the city breathe, hear that sound, Every little step got me lost, but found. Echoes bounce from the walls at night, Ain’t no rush, just ridin’ tonight. (Can you feel it? Can you feel it?) Peace in the air, world so wide, Nowhere to go, just takin’ the ride. One last stop, one last sight, Let the city hold me tight. Rooftop views, skyline shine, Memories hit like vintage signs. Metro hums, train doors close, Silent stories nobody knows. Graffiti tags from years before, Footsteps echo on the old corner store. No past, no future, just me in the now, Livin’ this moment, still holdin’ it down. No plans, no stress, Just vibes, no less. No calls, no fights, Just peace, just life. Feel it deep, let it ride, Let the city be the guide. (Can you feel it? Can you feel it?) Cruisin’ through the city, speakers on blast, Memories play like they never went past. Street so quiet, breeze so light, Ain’t no rush, just ridin’ tonight. (Can you feel it? Can you feel it?) Windows down, world in sight, Let it all fade, let it feel so right. One more stop, one more light, Let the city hold me tight. (Yeah… uh… just let it ride…) (City breathin’, world still schemin’, but we just dreamin’… yeah…)

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