Back From The Dead Part 1

Intro: Oh Oliver, her er lige en lille sang til dig min ven ! Du ligner Niels Neutron, ja, det er givet. Til tider dit humør lidt piget, men jeg elsker dig, for du er sød og dejlig ven Du elsker MCD og FIFA som få, men nok mest Maida, det ved vi jo! Dine fødder er fucked, det kan vi se, men det gør det bare lidt svært at ligge i ske. Omkvæd Hey Oliver, i dag er det din dag! Vi gi’r dig kanel, og vi spreder det udover din dejlige krop. Yallah habibi, lad os tage en top, Halal-shots og grin, det blir' bare så feee ven da! Vers 2 Henover årene lidt chupped, måske, men stadig flot – det kan ingen tage fra dig, okay? Vi samles her for at fejre dig nu, med kanel og kærlighed, intet tabu. Mit navn er Steffen Brandt, ej, ikke dén, Steffen Brandt glem det!,– det er bare danish dynamite I aften skal vi feste med stil, med Oliver som stjernen, det blir’ en profil. Ikke pædofil Omkvæd Hey Oliver, i dag er det din dag! Vi gi’r dig kanel, og vi spreder det udover din dejlige krop. Yallah habibi, lad os tage en top, Halal-shots og grin, det blir' bare så feee ven da! Bro Oh Oliver, din charme, den slår til, selv med alkohol i blodet, er du aldrig stille. Vi råber skål, vi løfter vores glas, for Oliver i daw, alle råber i kor miaw! Outro Så tak for dig, min helt unikke ven, fra McD til FIFA og festen igen. Lad os slutte med et kæmpe hurra, til Oliver, vores superstar! [Outro]

Ben Cahill, you think that you’re smart But right now you brain cells are just falling apart A brain cell, you probably don’t know what that is I’ll explain it but it might make you dizz-y

[Verse] Yo I'm back like a boomerang Poppin off hear the bang Never fold never change Straight thug I'm in my lane [Verse 2] Ballin harder than you think Pourin Henny watch it clink In the city lights we blink Under pressure never shrink [Chorus] Resurrectin the game I bring Every night we do our thing Crowd's hyped feel the swing Live it loud let it ring [Bridge] Dark nights bright lights We own days we own nights Every road every flight Chasin dreams feel the heights [Verse 3] Runnin wild free and bold Heart pure soul gold Stories of our legend told In the end we never fold [Chorus] Resurrectin the game I bring Every night we do our thing Crowd's hyped feel the swing Live it loud let it ring

[Verse] Top down, ridin' dirty, no mask, Cash stash in the dash, can't crash, Haters talkin', but they way outta class, Fast lane, I'm cuttin' every task. [Chorus] Run, run, bitch, I’m dodgin’ the blue, Flexin’ hard, yeah, I’m breakin’ through, Ballin’ like a king, ain’t no time to stall, I’m the ghost in the night, runnin’ away from the law. [Verse 2] Turn a corner, driftin' on the edge, Live wire, ain't afraid to hedge, Paparazzi flash, snap another pledge, Unafraid, no cage, breakin' every ledge. [Chorus] Run, run, bitch, I’m dodgin’ the blue, Flexin’ hard, yeah, I’m breakin’ through, Ballin’ like a king, ain’t no time to stall, I’m the ghost in the night, runnin’ away from the law. [Bridge] Midnight crawler, shadows my domain, Speed demon, adrenaline in my veins, Evading lights, never leave a stain, Undefeated, free, breakin' every chain. [Chorus] Run, run, bitch, I’m dodgin’ the blue, Flexin’ hard, yeah, I’m breakin’ through, Ballin’ like a king, ain’t no time to stall, I’m the ghost in the night, runnin’ away from the law.

VERS 1] -Julstressen stor nu vid jul och ni är ful -Men ludde för han är vår ice ice ice star, När ludde kastar Julkulan det blir spice spice spice dag. [Refräng] - Av kulla Nathalie gråter och ni alla ser ut som råtter. - Meja kalla vår tomte kines men hon luktar att hon fes Vi kommer fortsätta gö gö göra för det är kul och ni är tjejer som inte kan kö kö köra på jul [VERS 2] -Ni tjejer ni tror ni duger men på matte ni Suger -Ni kan inte släpa diss ni är inte friska det enda ni kan är att diska [Refräng] - Av kulla Nathalie gråter och ni alla ser ut som råtter - Meja kalla vår tomte kines men hon luktar att hon fes Vi kommer fortsätta gö gö göra för det är kul och ni är tjejer som inte kan kö kö köra på jul [Bridge] -Vi killar vi klappar er som en julklapp och eran IQ nivå är samma som någon som har en napp -Ni tror ni är ett snille men imagine att inte ha en kille [Refräng] - Av kulla Nathalie gråter och ni alla ser ut som råtter - Meja kalla vår tomte kines men hon luktar att hon fes Vi kommer fortsätta gö gö göra för det är kul och ni är tjejer som inte kan kö kö köra på jul [Outro] HO HO HO just GO GO GO

VERS 1] -Julstressen är stor nu vid jul och alla ni är ful -Men inte ludde för han är vår ice ice ice star och När ludde kastar Julkulan det blir spice spice spice dag [Refräng] - Av kulla Nathalie gråter och ni alla ser ut som råtter - Meja kalla vår tomte kines men hon luktar att hon fes Vi kommer fortsätta gö gö göra för det är kul och ni är tjejer som inte kan kö kö köra på jul [VERS 2] -Ni tjejer ni tror ni duger men på matte ni Suger -Ni kan inte släpa diss ni är inte friska det enda ni kan är att diska [Refräng] - Av kulla Nathalie gråter och ni alla ser ut som råtter - Meja kalla vår tomte kines men hon luktar att hon fes Vi kommer fortsätta gö gö göra för det är kul och ni är tjejer som inte kan kö kö köra på jul [Bridge] -Vi killar vi klappar er som en julklapp och eran IQ nivå är samma som någon som har en napp -Ni tror ni är ett snille men imagine att inte ha en kille [Refräng] - Av kulla Nathalie gråter och ni alla ser ut som råtter - Meja kalla vår tomte kines men hon luktar att hon fes Vi kommer fortsätta gö gö göra för det är kul och ni är tjejer som inte kan kö kö köra på jul [Outro] HO HO HO just GO GO GO

Ryan was scrolling, late one night, On a server lit up by neon light. Lily popped in with a friendly "Hey," And they started chatting the night away. Pre-Chorus They talked 'bout games, memes, and all the rest, Found out their jokes were the very best. Hours passed like minutes, it seemed, They were closer than they'd ever dreamed. Chorus Oh, Ryan and Lily, what a story they share, Met online but felt the spark in the air. From Discord calls to laughter so wild, Two hearts connecting, technology's child. Verse 2 They stayed up late, through night and day, Voice chats and streams became their way. From simple texts to inside jokes, They laughed so hard, they nearly choked. Pre-Chorus Time flew by, they couldn't deny, Something special grew from "hi." From separate screens to dreams they'd say, "I think we found something here today." Chorus Oh, Ryan and Lily, what a story they share, Met online but felt the spark in the air. From Discord calls to laughter so wild, Two hearts connecting, technology's child. Bridge Now it's more than just an internet craze, They’re making memories in so many ways. From sharing songs

[Verse] Hot n' spicy burstin’ in the moon's glow, Heat on the pavement, jazzed tempo movin' slow, Puddle reflections where the streetlights show, Sweat on my brow, gotta keep this flow. [Verse 2] Turbo engines roar, city's alive, Sizzle like falafel fries, vibe's so dive, Step into the scene, dip and jive, Copters hoverin', we stayin' high-five. [Chorus] Hot n' spicy, feet dancin’ in the heat, Rhythm of the night makes the heartbeat fleet, Sauce all over, life can’t be beat, Feeling this fire from the head to the feet. [Verse 3] Hustle through alleys, neon signs flashin’, VIP lounges, spirits always splashin’, Game's in the corner, chips always cashin’, Song's our anthem, passions always clashin’. [Verse 4] Heat waves risin', no breeze tonight, Lights flicker-flicker, under covers tight, Glimmer grin ghosts, hoverin’ just right, City's a dragonfly, under moon's sight. [Chorus] Hot n' spicy, feet dancin’ in the heat, Rhythm of the night makes the heartbeat fleet, Sauce all over, life can’t be beat, Feeling this fire from the head to the feet.

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.

[Intro] Yo! Raise your glasses up, This one’s for the night owls and the rebels, Let’s get it! [Chorus] I am a motherf***ing alcoholic, Party hard, yeah, I’m supersonic. Bottle in my hand, I’m iconic, Drip so smooth, it’s hypnotic. I am a motherf***ing alcoholic, Life’s a mix of gin and tonic. Turn the bass up, feel it chronic, Tonight we’re lit, it’s atomic. [Verse 1] Walk in the club, all eyes on me, Whiskey on the rocks, VIP. Shots on shots, no apology, Living my life like a fantasy. Girls on the floor, they dance to my beat, Bacardi black, yeah, it’s bittersweet. Pour me more till my mind’s complete, I’m the king of this late-night street. [Pre-Chorus] Hands in the air, let’s lose control, DJ spin that, let the rhythm roll. Drink it down, yeah, fill my soul, This is my vibe, it’s rock ’n’ roll. [Chorus] I am a motherf***ing alcoholic, Party hard, yeah, I’m supersonic. Bottle in my hand, I’m iconic, Drip so smooth, it’s hypnotic. I am a motherf***ing alcoholic, Life’s a mix of gin and tonic. Turn the bass up, feel it chronic, Tonight we’re lit, it’s atomic. [Verse 2] Tequila sunrise with a vodka twist, Every sip feels like a sweet abyss. Champagne showers, can’t resist, I’m the vibe they don’t wanna miss. Late-night vibes, yeah, we burnin’ slow, Liquor in my veins, got that neon glow. Bottle after bottle, the stories flow, Living it up till the morning shows. [Bridge] Aye, shots on the left, shots on the right, We ain’t leaving till the morning light. Ain’t no rules, it’s a wild delight, Pour it up, yeah, this feels so right. [Final Chorus] I am a motherf***ing alcoholic, Party hard, yeah, I’m supersonic. Bottle in my hand, I’m iconic, Drip so smooth, it’s hypnotic. I am a motherf***ing alcoholic, Life’s a mix of gin and tonic. Turn the bass up, feel it chronic, Tonight we’re lit, it’s atomic. [Outro] Yo, it’s not just a vibe, It’s a lifestyle. Raise your drink, Live your story. Cheers!