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[Verse] Nhi bán bánh mì, góc phố rộn ràng, Mùi thơm lan toả, tay thoăn thoắt khéo sang, Anh chàng bán cà phê, ngay bên cạnh cửa hàng, Ngập ngừng mấy lần, lòng này mong được hỏi han. [Verse 2] Nhìn thấy Nhi tươi cười, ngày nào cũng như hoa, Anh chòn ra chai sữa, nụ cười nở thật xa, “Em ơi em biết không, café đắng thơm ngọt quá,” Nhi lạnh lùng đáp lại, “Chắc là anh nghĩ quá đà.” [Chorus] “Từ chối anh, không phải ghét bỏ gì đâu, Chúng ta khác nhau, như bánh mì với dao, Cảm ơn anh nhiều, thật lòng rất chân thành, Nhưng không nên gượng ép, bởi duyên phận không lành.” [Verse 3] Anh ban đầu hụt hẫng, cà phê rơi trong ly, Tự nhủ thôi cố gắng, vẫn cười nơi khóe mi, Nhi quay đi chầm chậm, lòng anh vẫn kiên trì, Bao nhiêu lần từ chối, chưa một lần anh nghĩ suy. [Bridge] Nắng vẫn lên đều đều, lòng anh vẫn cứ mãi, Dựng cái quầy café, ngắm nhìn nàng mỗi ngày, Nhi dần dần hiểu, không chỉ vì thoáng qua, Bánh mì nơi gánh ấy, gợi nhớ một chuyện xa. [Chorus] “Từ chối anh, không phải ghét bỏ gì đâu, Chúng ta khác nhau, như bánh mì với dao, Cảm ơn anh nhiều, thật lòng rất chân thành, Nhưng không nên gượng ép, bởi duyên phận không lành.”

Little Zohran in his yellow shirt, Dashing around, kicking up dirt. His shirt’s so bright, it blinds the sun, “Where’s your cape, little one?” Grandma sighs, “Won’t you change today?” But Zohran laughs and runs away. “This shirt’s my armor, my shining shield, It makes me king of every field!” At dinner time, the battle’s on, With ketchup stains, the war is won. Yellow or red, he doesn’t care, Zohran’s style is beyond compare!

[Verse] Power couple hittin' the scene, Mr & Mrs Purple Punch, Got the podcast poppin', headin' for the lunch, Two purple squirrels, runnin' talk at two, Sunday vibes, yo, they breakin' all the rules. [Verse 2] Microphones on, with the vocal finesse, Droppin' knowledge bombs, man, this ain't a guess, Tuned in worldwide, never gonna fail, Purple Punch duo, got stories to tell. [Chorus] Power Couple, yo, they bring the funk, Purple squirrels podcast, they pack the trunk, Sundays at two, they changin' the game, Mr & Mrs Punch, yo, remember the name. [Verse 3] Laughs and the facts, mixin' it right, Convo slicker than the purple neon light, Podcast legends, forever on the rise, Man, they got the vision, seen through all eyes. [Verse 4] Turn the dials up, feel the vibes roll, Squirrels got the hustle, control every scroll, Listeners in a trance, can't get enough, Sunday at two, the Purple Punch stuff. [Chorus] Power Couple, yo, they bring the funk, Purple squirrels podcast, they pack the trunk, Sundays at two, they changin' the game, Mr & Mrs Punch, yo, remember the name.

[Verse] Mr. Purple Punch, mind sharper than a tack Mrs. Purple Punch, always got each other's back Together they run, that squirrel podcast spree On Sundays they rule, it's the place to be [Chorus] Power couple grind, mic sparkin' like a match Settin' hearts on fire, like some kinda verbal dispatch Purple squirrel wisdom, drop it on a Sunday noon Listeners tuned in, vibin' to the purple tune [Verse 2] They cover it all, from finance to love Givin' out game, like blessings from above Mr. Punch with the facts, Mrs. holds it down Podcast royalty, purple crowns and renown [Chorus] Power couple grind, mic sparkin' like a match Settin' hearts on fire, like some kinda verbal dispatch Purple squirrel wisdom, drop it on a Sunday noon Listeners tuned in, vibin' to the purple tune [Bridge] They talk real, no fluff, straight to the core Listeners crave more, always roar for encore Sunday’s spotlight, purple glow in the air Mr. and Mrs. Punch, podcast premier pair [Chorus] Power couple grind, mic sparkin' like a match Settin' hearts on fire, like some kinda verbal dispatch Purple squirrel wisdom, drop it on a Sunday noon Listeners tuned in, vibin' to the purple tune

**Intro:** Yeah, listen up, it’s time to rise, Every moment counts, no more goodbyes, Life's a race, can’t hit the ground, Let’s embrace the truth, the last time is now. **Verse 1:** Woke up in the morning, sun breaking through, sun breaking through, Feeling that heartbeat, it's calling me too, Dreams in my pocket, I'm ready to chase, No more looking back, gotta pick up the pace. Minutes like shadows, they vanish so fast, Got a grip on the future, forget about the past, Every choice I make, the stakes are high, I’m carving my path, let these days fly. **Chorus:** The last time is now, gotta seize the day, No more holding back, let the fears fade away, We’re living this moment, can’t let it go, The last time is now, just follow the flow. **Verse 2:** City lights flicker, we hustle and grind, Voices in my head say, "Leave doubts behind," Friends by my side, we’re reaching for more, Together we stand, ready to explore. Every corner I turn, new stories unfold, Life's a canvas, we paint it bold, With passion in our hearts, we’ll light up the dark, This moment’s electric, we’re ready to spark. **Bridge:** So many chances, don’t let them slide, The time is upon us, let’s enjoy the ride, Break down the walls, let the rhythm shake, Each step we take, the ground we break. **Chorus:** The last time is now, gotta seize the day, No more holding back, let the fears fade away, We’re living this moment, can’t let it go, The last time is now, just follow the flow. **Outro:** As the rhythm fades, remember this sound, The echoes of life, where our dreams are found, With every heartbeat, every vow, One life, one chance, the last time is now. Yeah, the last time is now.

[Verse] Yo, it's the Purple Punch Power, comin' through the speaker Two squirrels in the biz, ain't nobody slicker They got the podcast game, locked like a fortress Mr. and Mrs. makin' waves, no distress [Chorus] Purple acorns, drippin' down, they got that flair Squirrels on the mic, ain't no fightin' fair Dynamic duo, hittin' harder than a hammer Runnin' up the charts, like they climbin' up the ladder [Verse 2] Mr. Purple, smooth talker, call him the snazzy player Mrs. Purple, wordsmith, she's the poetry slayer Crack open those mics, every Tuesday, they deliver Spreading that wisdom, makin' listeners quiver [Chorus] Purple acorns, drippin' down, they got that flair Squirrels on the mic, ain't no fightin' fair Dynamic duo, hittin' harder than a hammer Runnin' up the charts, like they climbin' up the ladder [Verse 3] Got the wisdom from the woods, breakin' down the treetops Insight so deep, they call it squirrel psychology Chats so electric, lightin' up the airwaves Power couple podcasts, gotta love those brave waves [Chorus] Purple acorns, drippin' down, they got that flair Squirrels on the mic, ain't no fightin' fair Dynamic duo, hittin' harder than a hammer Runnin' up the charts, like they climbin' up the ladder

[Intro] Yo, yo, Purple Squirrels in the house, Mr. and Mrs. Purple Punch, The power couple, bringing that 90's flair. [Verse] Up in the tree, got a story to tell, Two squirrels in the mix, casting that spell, Mr. Punch smooth, moves like a Jaguar, Mrs. Punch crazy, snappin' like a radar. [Verse 2] From the branches of dreams, spreading the word, Runnin' the podcast, their voice gets heard, Mic in one paw, vision clear as day, They twistin' the vibes in a purple ballet. [Chorus] Purple Punch Power Couple, never mundane, Droppin' wisdom, humor that entertains, Listeners hooked, attention to retain, They the brightest nuts in the podcast chain. [Verse 3] Kickin' that knowledge, fix your mental diet, Stories richer than gold, they never quiet, Segments poppin', like days of golden flares, Memory lane walkin' with nostalgic airs. [Verse 4] Mr. Punch swag, got that lyrical physic, Mrs. Punch wit, sharper than ballistic, One-two combo in this audial business, Nineties glowin', yeah it's purely intrinsic.

[Verse] In a world so noisy can't hear my own name Legs don't work right feels like life's a cruel game Hands like to tremble thoughts trapped in my veins Outsider glances cutting through like sharp chains [Verse 2] Wheelchair rolling slow through streets in the rain Mind wants to fly but body's got its own chains Doctors with their words acting like they're saints Talking therapies watching all our pains [Chorus] Unbound by your stares gonna rise up high Gonna break every limit reach up to the sky My soul's a warrior in a body that's tired I'm unbound I'm fighting with a spirit that's wired [Verse 3] Hearing whispers doubts behind my back Telling me what I can't like life is just so black But in my heart beats a rhythm that won't crack Gonna roll right by with passion on my track [Verse 4] Schools weren't easy got battle scars learned Friends that faded their patience quickly burned But every night in dreams my fire's returned In a sky of struggle stars brightly learned [Bridge] Blinded by their pity they can't see my light Got the strength inside me to face another fight In a world that's heavy I hold my sword tight Unbound and ready to burst into flight

It's hard to live in a world that's so cold Where the pressure to succeed is all we're told We're expected to be strong, to never show fear But sometimes it's too much, and we can't hold back the tears Suicide in young men, it's a growing trend We need to talk about it, we need to make amends We need to reach out, to those who are in pain And let them know, they're not alone in this game It's okay to ask for help, it's okay to feel weak It's okay to admit, that you're not at your peak We need to break the stigma, that surrounds mental health And show young men, that it's okay to ask for help Suicide in young men, it's a growing trend We need to talk about it, we need to make amends We need to reach out, to those who are in pain And let them know, they're not alone in this game We need to create a world, where young men can thrive Where they can be themselves, and not just survive We need to show them, that they're valued and loved And that their life, is a gift from above Suicide in young men, it's a growing trend We need to talk about it, we need to make amends We need to reach out, to those who are in pain And let them know, they're not alone in this game

The world's got somethin' going on, Why’s Kim Jung makin’ bombs, while peace is gone? Putin shootin’ civilians, no shame in his game, While leaders point fingers, just shiftin' the blame. Climate’s burnin’, ice caps meltin’ down, Voices in the streets, but they silence the sound. Greed in the air, choking hope from the youth, Tell me, who’s gonna step up and fight for the truth? We’re all contributors to the state of decay, Ignorin’ all the signs as the skies turn gray. Change starts with us, can’t just sit and delay, Time to flip the script, there’s no better day. Oil spills in the seas, forests cut like it’s free, They profit off destruction, ain't no justice for trees. Screens show the chaos, but we scroll and forget, While the rich stack chips, drownin' us in debt. But I still got hope in the hands of the crowd, Young minds thinkin’ big, speakin’ truth out loud. It’s a fight for survival, gotta rewrite the code, Build a better tomorrow, lighten up the load. So stand tall, be the change, break outta the norm, We’re the storm in the calm, the rebels reborn. The world’s got somethin’ going on, we can’t look away, It’s our move to make, let’s start today.

Slope I’m on my way, I’m comin’ Don’t, don’t lose faith in me I know you’ve all waitin’ I know you’ve been prayin’ I don’t show Slope, Slope 30 years I’ve been teaching this class And they’ve said i’m the reason we’re stagnant 30 years they’ve been claiming their honest And promising progress, well, where’s it at? I don’t want them to feel like their a failure (failure) I know this hurts But i gave them a chance to deliver Now it’s my turn Don’t get me wrong, Class, you’ve got a great run But it’s time to give the class somethin’ different So without further ado I’d Like to introduce my (new topic, new topic, new topic, new topic, new topic, new topic, new topic) Slope Y=mx+b (+b) The only equation for slope that you need, (you need) M = the distance from two points, (points) From the line otherwise known as slope, (slope) Probably wondering what the B is, (Okay) Y=mx+b (+b) The only equation for slope that you need, (you need) B = the the y intercept, (intercept) The point on the y line is, (is) Also called the y intercept, (intercept) It’s a line that’ll take a chance on Something people thought would never happen It’s a line that can go through any point on the x and y grid It’s when something either grows and gets bigger Or when something shrinks and gets smaller ‘Cause it’d rather do somethin’ that it really loves or take the pay cut If it’s riding up on it’s way to glory Positive and sometimes it feels kind of boring If it’s falling down on a hill it would feel Shameful and negative like the bottom of a heel If it’s a horizontal line it’s just like 0 fun If it’s vertical It’s undefined and also not a number 1 So class believe in yourself when no one else does, It’s amazing What a little bit of faith can do if you don’t even believe in you Why would you think or expect anyone else that’s around you to If you did things that you regret If you said things that you take back This is like slope the negative slope is how your feeling about that If you spent years of your life holdin' on to things you should've kept, full of liking Years of your life carryin' a lot of baggage that you shouldn’t walked away from This slope would be positive if you weren’t lookin’ for some validation Rhymin’ bout a life tryna fill the void, pretending I was solvin’ They get it Mental pain’s a necessary evil For solving math problems, yes, but beneficial Some would say having a math breakdown is a negative thing Which on one hand, I agree with On the other hand, it was the push I needed To get help and start the solving process, see If I'd have never hit rock bottom Would I be the person that I am today? I don't believe so I’m a prime example of what happens when you choose to not accept defeat and face homework Took me thirty years to realize that if you want to get the opportunity To be the greatest version of yourself Sometimes you gotta be someone you're not to hear the voice of reason Getting F will make you really take a step back and look in the

[Verse] City lights flicker, life's a bitter liquor, Boys on the corner movin' quicker, finger on the trigger. Dream chasin', heart racin', purse snatchin', Dodgin' Johnny Law while the cash keeps stackin'. [Verse 2] Brick walls echo, sirens hummin' low, Graffiti tales, whispered secrets 'bout the dough. Homies lost souls, trappin' in the night, Street codes written, under dim streetlights. [Chorus] Concrete jungle, where dreams crumble, Hustle hard, and never stumble. Survivin' the grind, every day a battle, Ride the wave, avoidin' the gavel. [Verse 3] On the stoop, old heads preach knowledge, Street smarts learned, skipped the college. Shorty's dreams faded, mama's tears dried, In the alley, life's forced to collide. [Verse 4] Evictions posted, keep it movin', Hope feels far, but we keep improvin'. Grinding for the fam, paper chasin' fame, Street archives, play a ruthless game. [Bridge] Frail hopes, thick smoke, city scope, Lost dreams in the haze, we elope. Street heroes, hood tales underline, Survive today, tomorrow we shine.