(Verse 1) Yo, it’s time to set the stage, Got a critic in my sights, let me turn the page, Jordan Peterson, you think you’re the sage, But your narratives are trapped in a dusty cage. You preach order from chaos, like a book on the shelf, But your ideas, man, they don’t help yourself, Stuck in your bubble, got that wishy-washy frame, Behind your big words, it’s a shallow game. (Chorus) Jordan P., it's plain to see, Your wisdom's overstated, just a fallacy, You’re a meme in a lecture, far from the truth, Just old-school thoughts, trying to capture the youth. (Verse 2) You talk about responsibility, but carry that weight, Critiquing the world while you propagate hate, It’s a shame, my man, you could’ve been great, But it’s hard to rise when you negotiate fate. Your fans hang on every word that you speak, But let’s be real, bro, the future’s unique, Spouting outdated views on gender and race, Just a puppet of privilege, can’t keep up the pace. (Chorus) Jordan P., it’s plain to see, Your wisdom's overstated, just a fallacy, You’re a meme in a lecture, far from the truth, Just old-school thoughts, trying to capture the youth. (Bridge) So take a step back, reevaluate your stance, We’re moving forward, it’s time for a dance, Embrace the new wave, let go of the fear, It’s a world of colors, man, can’t you hear? (Outro) So here’s my message, hope it hits your core, Open up your mind, or we’ll be stuck at the door, Your moment’s passing fast, can’t you feel the heat? Time to rise up, or admit you’re obsolete!
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The emotional tone of the song is confrontational and critical, embodying a sense of urgency and frustration with outdated ideologies. It evokes feelings of empowerment and challenge, encouraging listeners to rethink established perspectives.
This song can be used in discussions about social criticism, political commentary, or as a tool for engaging audiences in conversations about contemporary issues surrounding public figures and their ideologies. It may also be suitable for performances in open mic events and online platforms focused on political satire or hip-hop culture.
The song employs a traditional verse-chorus structure typical of rap, characterized by rhythmic flow and clever wordplay. It utilizes internal rhymes and a conversational tone to create a sense of intimacy and directness with the listener, while addressing a prominent cultural figure.
I'm staring at the ceiling, thoughts heavy, feeling weak, Like a storm inside my chest, but I ain't tryna speak. Fighting with the mirror, can't even recognize my face, Lost in the shadows, tryna find a way to escape. Woke up to the silence, ain't no joy in the air, Used to chase my dreams, now I’m just too scared to care. I’m stuck in this battle, it’s a war I can't win, Darkness in my head, it keeps pulling me in. Used to write my pain down, now the pen don't feel the same, Pages filled with sorrow, but I can't remember the name— Of the person I used to be, back when hope had a place, Now it’s empty, and I’m lost in this endless chase. I’m fighting with the demons in my head, I can't break free, Wonder if they see me drowning in the sea. Used to dream big, now I’m lost inside this fog, Trying to climb out, but it feels like I’m stuck in the bog. Pain’s a cycle that I can't break, I’m feeling trapped, Lookin’ for the sunlight but the clouds keep comin’ back. I need a way out, need to find some peace, But depression’s got me chained, it won't release. I'm tryna call for help, but I don’t know what to say, Feel like I’m drifting further every single day. Told myself I’d be strong, but I can’t fake it no more, This mask is getting heavy, and I can’t ignore the war. I try to be real with my people, but they don’t get it, Saying, "You’ll be fine," but I’m like, "Man, you don’t get it." I’m drowning in my thoughts, I’m suffocating inside, But I keep it all bottled, 'cause I’m scared of the ride. Like every time I smile, it’s a lie I gotta sell, Ain’t nobody know the hell I’m living in this shell. I’m looking for some answers, but they hiding in the dark, I’m tryna find the spark, but I don’t know where to start. I’m fighting with the demons in my head, I can't break free, Wonder if they see me drowning in the sea. Used to dream big, now I’m lost inside this fog, Trying to climb out, but it feels like I’m stuck in the bog. Pain’s a cycle that I can't break, I’m feeling trapped, Lookin’ for the sunlight but the clouds keep comin’ back. I need a way out, need to find some peace, But depression’s got me chained, it won't release. But I keep pushin', one step at a time, Even when the weight of the world feels like a climb. I know it’s dark, but maybe I’ll find a way to shine, Just gotta hold on, ‘cause this pain don’t define mine. I still got dreams, I still got hope, I’m gonna find a way to climb this rope. I ain’t giving up, even though it’s hard, I’m gonna rise again, keep fightin’ through these scars. I’m fighting with the demons in my head, I can't break free, Wonder if they see me drowning in the sea. Used to dream big, now I’m lost inside this fog, Trying to climb out, but it feels like I’m stuck in the bog. Pain’s a cycle that I can't break, I’m feeling trapped, Lookin’ for the sunlight but the clouds keep comin’ back. I nee
Pablo had a ride, man, it was the real deal, Gold rims, flame paint, wheels that could steal. "PUSSY 1" on the plate, yeah, it made 'em chill, Pink dice hangin' high, feelin’ so surreal. He had the hula dancer, bobblin' in the sun, Life was a breeze when he was cruisin’ in his fun. But now it’s gone, yeah, it’s done… Pablo misses his golf cart every day, son. (Verse 1) Yo, he was rollin' through the block, lookin' fly, Golf cart glidin' like it was the sky. Flames on the side, you could feel the heat, Pablo was the king, man, this ride was elite. Fuzzy dice swingin', man, they swayin’ with style, His car was a legend, it made the people smile. NJ plate said "PUSSY 1," ain't no doubt, Pablo's ride had clout, everybody would shout. From the office to the shop, he’d ride in class, Had that hula dancer boomin’ like it was on blast. Dashboard full of vibes, never had no stress, That golf cart life, yeah, it was a flex. (Chorus) Pablo had a ride, man, it was the real deal, Gold rims, flame paint, wheels that could steal. "PUSSY 1" on the plate, yeah, it made 'em chill, Pink dice hangin' high, feelin’ so surreal. He had the hula dancer, bobblin' in the sun, Life was a breeze when he was cruisin’ in his fun. But now it’s gone, yeah, it’s done… Pablo misses his golf cart every day, son. (Verse 2) Now he’s walkin’ down the block, head hangin' low, Rememberin’ the days when he’d roll real slow. No more chrome wheels, no more flashy style, No dice, no flames, just walkin' for miles. He gave it back, man, that was the worst, Had to let it go, but it left a big hurt. Every time he sees another cart roll by, He gets that empty feeling like he's gonna cry. Pablo's feelin' lost in the world he knew, 'Cause that cart was his vibe, his crew, his crew. (Chorus) Pablo had a ride, man, it was the real deal, Gold rims, flame paint, wheels that could steal. "PUSSY 1" on the plate, yeah, it made 'em chill, Pink dice hangin' high, feelin’ so surreal. He had the hula dancer, bobblin' in the sun, Life was a breeze when he was cruisin’ in his fun. But now it’s gone, yeah, it’s done… Pablo misses his golf cart every day, son. (Bridge) Now he dreams about the day that he could roll again, Flames on the side, yeah, he was settin' trends. Hula bobbin’, pink dice swingin’ in the wind, Oh Pablo, man, when will you ever win? (Chorus) Pablo had a ride, man, it was the real deal, Gold rims, flame paint, wheels that could steal. "PUSSY 1" on the plate, yeah, it made 'em chill, Pink dice hangin' high, feelin’ so surreal. He had the hula dancer, bobblin' in the sun, Life was a breeze when he was cruisin’ in his fun. But now it’s gone, yeah, it’s done… Pablo misses his golf cart every day, son. (Outro) Yeah, it's gone, but the memories stay, Pablo’s ride, he’ll never throw it away. One day, he'll get it back, you know he will, Pablo’s golf cart, forever chill.
In a small town, where the sun shines bright, Lives a boy named Caden, full of dreams in sight, Twelve years old, riding his bike down the street, Social Circle Middle, where all his friends meet. Oh, Caden Young, they're cheering your name, With a heart full of laughter and a spirit to claim, Sister by his side, adventures in the air, With loving parents, showing how they care. Homework piled high, but he still finds time, To play ball with friends, dreaming big, feeling fine, Through the ups and downs, they’re always around, In Caden’s world, love is the strongest sound. Oh, Caden Young, they're cheering your name, With a heart full of laughter and a spirit to claim, Sister by his side, adventures in the air, With loving parents, showing how they care. So here’s to Caden, with a future so bright, In his social circle, everything feels right. With love like a beacon, guiding him along, At Social Circle Middle, he’ll always belong.
[Verse] Logan Luley thought he had the crown But he's just a clown in this forgotten town Stumbling on his words can't hardly speak Got the limelight fading week by week [Verse 2] Flexing on the 'Gram with borrowed bling Trying too hard to pretend he's a king But behind the poses we can see the cracks All his followers know it's an act [Chorus] Logan Luley thought he'd rule the show But he can't hide what we all know A mountain of lies built on shaky ground Watch it fall without a sound [Verse 3] Talking the talk but failing to walk Numbers dropping like a broken clock Thinking he's a legend but that's a joke Chasing shadows that vanish in smoke [Bridge] Best step back the charade's exposed Reality's knocking and the doors are closed Built his empire on sand it seems Praise was a mirage just empty dreams [Chorus] Logan Luley thought he'd rule the show But he can't hide what we all know A mountain of lies built on shaky ground Watch it fall without a sound
[Verse] Yo, we’re MM2, yeah, we keep it real tight, Miss Soule in black, shadow in the night, House head leading strong, we own this show, Mary Mack's the name, watch our power grow. [Verse 2] Young minds sharp, cutting through the noise, Classroom kings and queens, ain’t no decoys, Dreams we chase, future in our sight, With knowledge as our sword, we ignite the light. [Chorus] Every step we take, we leave our mark, Bright minds shining, even in the dark, Together we stand, with dreams that tower, Mary Mack crew, we own our power. [Verse 3] Books in the backpack, wisdom we unpack, Lessons learned daily, no need to backtrack, From equations to essays, minds on attack, Miss Soule guiding us, keeping us on track. [Bridge] In the halls we stride, confidence inside, Knowledge and pride, we never hide, Teamwork and spirit, our abilities ride, Mary Mack's pride, can't be denied. [Verse 4] Ambitions so high, touching the sky, Mary Mack crew, always aiming high, Challenges come, but we never shy, With unity strong, watch us fly by.
Caught in the cycles, can’t break free, Haunted by the whispers, they’re part of me, Trying to rise, but the weight pulls me down, Lost in the shadows, I wear this crown. Fighting my demons, I won’t surrender, Can’t let the darkness steal my ember. (Verse 2) Faces of strangers in a crowded room, But inside my heart, there’s a heavy gloom, Each laugh feels distant, like a fading light, Searching for solace, but it slips out of sight. I’m piecing together a story untold, With every heartbeat, the truth unfolds. (Chorus) Caught in the cycles, can’t break free, Haunted by the whispers, they’re part of me, Trying to rise, but the weight pulls me down, Lost in the shadows, I wear this crown. Fighting my demons, I won’t surrender, Can’t let the darkness steal my ember. (Bridge) With every scar, there’s a lesson learned, Through the fire, watch the world burn, I’ll rise from the ashes, I’m more than the pain, In this cycle of chaos, I’ll dance in the rain. (Chorus) Caught in the cycles, can’t break free, Haunted by the whispers, they’re part of me, Trying to rise, but the weight pulls me down, Lost in the shadows, I wear this crown. Fighting my demons, I won’t surrender, Can’t let the darkness steal my ember.
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(Intro) Yeah, you thought you had it, huh? Nah, it’s my time. Get ready for this. I’m comin’ for you. (Verse 1) You ain’t a threat, you a joke in disguise, Try to step up, but you can't even rise. Your bars are weak, your flow is slow, I’m burnin' you out like a bad TV show. You’re a clown on the mic, just a circus act, I’m the real deal, you’re just talkin' smack. I’m movin' fast, while you stuck in rewind, You’re stuck on stupid, I’m miles ahead in my mind. (Pre-Chorus) You’re fake, you’re weak, man, it’s all just a lie, I’m takin’ the crown while you sit back and cry. I’m burnin’ the game while you’re playin' pretend, This is your end, it’s the last you’ll ever spend. (Chorus) You’re a clown on the mic, better step out the way, I’m takin’ over this spot, man, you outta play. You talk all that mess but you ain’t even real, I’m the truth, you a lie, keepin' that deal. (Verse 2) You flexin’ that chain, but it’s all just for show, I’m blowin’ you out like a gust of wind blow. You thought you were fly, but you’re stuck on the ground, I’m takin’ the throne, put your ass down. You fake like your drip, all your ice is a lie, You can’t touch my level, don’t even try. I’m a king with the crown, you just a peasant in disguise, You talk that talk, but I see through your lies. (Pre-Chorus) You’re fake, you’re weak, man, it’s all just a lie, I’m takin’ the crown while you sit back and cry. I’m burnin’ the game while you’re playin' pretend, This is your end, it’s the last you’ll ever spend. (Chorus) You’re a clown on the mic, better step out the way, I’m takin’ over this spot, man, you outta play. You talk all that mess but you ain’t even real, I’m the truth, you a lie, keepin' that deal. (Bridge) You’re out here flexin’, but you ain't got the shine, I’m risin’ to the top, you just stuck behind. I’m callin’ your bluff, I’m callin’ your bluff, You ain’t enough, man, you ain’t enough. (Outro) So sit back, lil’ boy, watch me take this crown, You’re just a clown on the mic, time to shut you down. Yeah, I’m the one, the only, the king in this fight, You’re just a joke, outta sight, outta mind
[Intro] Yo, yo, yo, it's your boy, I'm stayin' in style, At the Holiday Inn Express, Whitby, for a while, Kickin' back, relaxin', it's the place to be, Let me tell you why this spot’s so VIP! [Verse 1] Yo, I just landed, and I'm feelin' fresh, Pull up to the Inn, it’s a vibe, no stress. Modern rooms, comfy beds, feelin' like a king, Got the free Wi-Fi, yeah, I’m doin' my thing. Breakfast is included, stackin’ up them carbs, Eggs and bacon, I’m livin’ large. Waffles on the side, juice in my hand, When I check out, I ain't gonna wanna leave this land. Whitby on the map, got the views so fly, Coastal breezes blowin', man, I’m feelin’ high. Hit the Abbey, then the pier, no time to waste, But first, I need some rest in this comfy space! [Chorus] Holiday Inn Express, Whitby, we stayin' blessed, Lounge in the lobby, no need to stress. Cozy beds, free breakfast, it’s the best, Kick back, relax, we ain't worried 'bout the rest. Holiday Inn Express, Whitby, what a find, Perfect spot for peace of mind. Book your stay, yeah, you know it’s time, Holiday Inn Express, it’s a vibe so prime! [Verse 2] Take a stroll down the street, yeah, the town’s so sweet, Cobblestone vibes, man, it can’t be beat. From the old town charm to the ocean breeze, Whitby’s got a way of puttin’ your mind at ease. Back to the Inn, got the fitness room on deck, Sweatin’ out the travel, then I’m cashin' that check. Friendly staff, they’re here to help, no doubt, This is the type of stay that you’re talkin' about. And the view from the window, lookin' so fly, Whitby in the distance, got that Yorkshire sky. Comfy and clean, this place got it all, Holiday Inn Express, man, it’s the call. [Chorus] Holiday Inn Express, Whitby, we stayin' blessed, Lounge in the lobby, no need to stress. Cozy beds, free breakfast, it’s the best, Kick back, relax, we ain't worried 'bout the rest. Holiday Inn Express, Whitby, what a find, Perfect spot for peace of mind. Book your stay, yeah, you know it’s time, Holiday Inn Express, it’s a vibe so prime! [Bridge] From the moment you walk in, feelin’ so right, Holiday Inn Express, man, this is the site. Got everything you need, service on point, Book your trip to Whitby, come join the joint! [Outro] So if you ever find yourself in Whitby’s glow, Check out the Inn, let the good times flow. Holiday Inn Express, that's the way to go, Peace and relaxation, yo, that’s how we roll! [Chorus - Fade Out] Holiday Inn Express, Whitby, we stayin' blessed, Lounge in the lobby, no need to stress. Cozy beds, free breakfast, it’s the best, Kick back, relax, we ain't worried 'bout the rest... Yeah, yeah, Holiday Inn, Whitby, it’s where it’s at!
(Verse 1) Yo, I’m rollin’ down the street, where the shadows creep, Double D's on my chest, gotta protect my peeps. Thug brothers, no rest, yeah, we run this game, With the heat in our hands, we ain't playin’, no shame. (Chorus) Double D, we don’t play, bitches better know, If you rollin’ through my hood, better come correct, though. Thuggin’ hard, flexin’ bars, ain’t no need to front, Run up on my fam, motherfucker, you gon' stunt. (Verse 2) Ballin’ on the block, watch the haters drop, Sippin’ on that Henny while the bass go POP. Niggas know the deal, we the kings of this scene, Rollin’ deep, stayin’ true, you know what I mean. (Chorus) Double D, we don’t play, bitches better know, If you rollin’ through my hood, better come correct, though. Thuggin’ hard, flexin’ bars, ain’t no need to front, Run up on my fam, motherfucker, you gon' stunt. (Bridge) Ain't no parents 'round, we the ones who hold it down, In this concrete jungle, wearin’ crowns, no frowns. Got the squad on deck, all day, every night, When the drama goes down, we gon' ride, that’s right. (Verse 3) Run with the thugs, yeah, we stay insane, Double D, we bringin' that motherfuckin’ pain. Streetlights flicker, but we keep it lit, If you step in our way, best believe you gon’ get hit. (Chorus) Double D, we don’t play, bitches better know, If you rollin’ through my hood, better come correct, though. Thuggin’ hard, flexin’ bars, ain’t no need to front, Run up on my fam, motherfucker, you gon' stunt. (Outro) So remember the name, we the lords of the street, Double D thug brothers, can’t accept defeat. We protectin’ our own, yeah, that’s how we roll, In this life of a thug, we got heart, we got soul.
[Verse] Dodge potholes, city runnin' wild, Rugged streets, dreams in exile, Mirror cracked, scope the dial, Head high, no room for denial. [Verse 2] Stacks in my mind, funds on the grind, Double back, obstacles behind, Corner store wisdom, hidden gold, Tales of the block, stories unfold. [Chorus] City lights flicker, chase the shimmer, Hustle beats quick, no time for dimmer, Heart pounds loud, rhythm inner, Street survivor, breadwinner sinner. [Verse 3] Echoes of the past, dark alleys bark, Graffiti's gospel, tales spark, Lyrical largesse, monumental bark, Survival art, light through dark. [Bridge] Urban jungle, twist and weave, Concrete dreams, never leave, Satchel of schemes, vivid and cleave, Nightmares melt, goals retrieve. [Verse 4] Fifty blocks later, heart still roar, Vision keen, eyepiece to the floor, Ghosts of past, gone, no more, Eagles soar, above the store.
