Losing South

[Verse 1] Tick-tock, grip Glocks, body bag a wristwatch / Six shots, lift ops, send ‘em where the mist drops / Big knots, zip locks, bricks up in the pit stops / Click-clack, flip-flop, snitchin’ get your wig chopped / Mask up, black gloves, hoodie like the Reaper ride / Leave ‘em in a freezer, now his homies got a demon shrine / He was talking greasy, now they scrapin’ up his piece of mind / Now he on a T-shirt, see the vision? I don't need a sign / [Chorus] Glock o’clock, yeah, it’s that time! / Chrome on my waist, now it’s death o’ mine! / Talk that talk? Better step in line! / Tick, tick—BOOM! That’s the end of time! / Glock o’clock, ain’t no past tense! / Hollow tips burn like incense! / Bodies drop, no regrets spent! / Clock run out, leave the whole block drenched! / [Verse 2] I keep a pole on my side like a tightrope / Pop ‘em like NyQuil, make his eyes close / Chop ‘em like ISO, that’s a slideshow / Call up the cleaner, now that’s a white coat / They said they comin’, but I never see ‘em / Hollows gon’ fill up his mind like a medium / He tried to run, but the metal gon’ greet ‘em / Twitchin’ and kickin’, he look like he seizin’ / [Bridge — Cadence switch-up] Glock o’clock, guy dropped, time stopped, bye op / Nine pop, spine shot, blind spot, life lost! / White chalk, night fog, dice tossed, price cost / Pipe drawn, mic’s on, lights gone—fight God! / [Verse 3] Roll up the pack, I just smoked on a Judas / Scope on the MAC, I don’t hope, I just do this / Broke into racks, now my dough like a Buddhist / Cold with the raps, every flow is a noose grip / Karma don’t wait, and revenge don’t sleep / So I stay with a blade, and a TEC on me / Make a call, and it’s war like it’s Red Dawn 3 / Clock struck 12, put his flesh on freeze / [Outro] Suit to drill, crew too ill, tools get filled, / Who get spilled? Shootin’ still, move to kill! / Dude get peeled, tomb get built, news get spilled, / Proof is real—ain’t no truce to seal! /

[Verse 1] I don’t forgive, I don’t bargain with snakes / Blood in my eyes, every scar got a case / Came for the bread, now I’m carving his face / Took what I gave him, a coffin embrace / Hollows get dumped if they talk on my name / Empty the clip, leave ‘em chalked in the rain / Ain’t no remorse when I walk with the flame / Buried his soul, he ain’t talking again / [Chorus] I don’t forget, I don’t forgive / Leave ‘em where the demons live / Ain’t no love, ain’t no truce / Cross my path, you meet the noose / [Verse 2] Shovel and gloves, got dirt on my kicks / Every op fall when I work with the stick / Told ‘em to run but he froze in the mist / Now he a ghost in the coldest abyss / Circle the block, double back for the rest / Pressure get high, put the lead to his chest / Ain’t for the weak, we invest in the death / Count up my sins, then I cash in the check / [Chorus] I don’t forget, I don’t forgive / Leave ‘em where the demons live / Ain’t no love, ain’t no truce / Cross my path, you meet the noose / [Verse 3] City of wolves, I was born in the dirt / Hunger for blood, put his bones in the earth / Move like a Reaper, my soul full of curse / Death in my grip, make ‘em fold from the hurt / Drums get to rattling, silence the doubts / Pressure applied, ain't no hiding the route / Hollows get hungry, they findin’ his mouth / Body get chalked, he ain’t climbin’ back out /

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[Verse] Heart heavy, soul like concrete blocks, Nightmares, my demons stalk the clock, Trust shattered, love's a bleeding wound, Words sharper than a harpoon, ballooned. [Chorus] Torn pages from a story hellbent, Cracked mirrors show the battles we spent, Lost love in a cage, can't repent, Heartache's anthem, feelings sent. [Verse 2] Emotional warfare, trenches deep, Insomnia stalkers, can't get no sleep, Memories haunt like a midnight thief, Love's residue, I'm tangled in grief. [Chorus] Torn pages from a story hellbent, Cracked mirrors show the battles we spent, Lost love in a cage, can't repent, Heartache's anthem, feelings sent. [Verse 3] Broken bottles, faded photographs, Echoes like thunder, no autographs, Empty promises, abandoned crafts, Heart echoes in the aftermath. [Bridge] Shattered dreams, a glass cyclone, Trust in ruins, love overthrown, Battling shadows, a king dethroned, In this city of broken bones.

[Verse] Get fucked up, life's a blur, never think twice Sniff, shot, drink, smoke, roll the dice Eyes wide open, pupils big, see the light Blackout plans, hustle harder through the night [Chorus] Get fucked up, do what it takes Sniff, shot, drink, smoke, no mistakes Party till dawn, leave it all on the floor Tomorrow’s never promised, always craving more [Verse 2] Dealer at the back, stash in the dark Sniff that line, eyes like a shark Shot glass empty, fill it up again Drink till the sunrise, forget the pain [Chorus] Get fucked up, do what it takes Sniff, shot, drink, smoke, no mistakes Party till dawn, leave it all on the floor Tomorrow’s never promised, always craving more [Bridge] Got my crew with me, you know we ride or die Sniff, shot, drink, smoke, we stay on a high Ain't no slowing down, live it to the max Life’s a wild trip, no time to relax [Outro] Get fucked up, take the edge off the day Sniff, shot, drink, smoke, we ain't here to play Run this world with our heads in a daze Live free or die hard in the neon haze

[Verse] Crash the system burn the night Fearless hearts ignite the fight Skyscrapers fall city cries Rising up we won't comply [Chorus] Breaking chains with iron fists No one tells us to exist In the shadows we persist Revolution in the mist [Verse 2] Screaming voices endless sound Tattered flags on battleground Hollow eyes but spirits bold Streets of fire tales untold [Chorus] Breaking chains with iron fists No one tells us to exist In the shadows we persist Revolution in the mist [Bridge] Cold winds blow but hearts are warm From the chaos we are born Through the ashes we'll transform Racing wild in the storm [Chorus] Breaking chains with iron fists No one tells us to exist In the shadows we persist Revolution in the mist

"Last Shot" Verse 1 I’ve seen hands that promised warmth Turn cold the second I reached for them. Every name I’ve whispered in the dark Has faded like breath on a mirror. I swore I’d never beg again, Never let another face carve itself into my skin. But now you're standing there— And I don’t know if you’re my way out or my downfall. Pre-Chorus I don’t want to trust, But I can’t just run. You could be the last light left… Or the wreckage I become. (Chorus - Desperate Hope, Desperate Fear) So don’t mess me up, don’t tear me down, I can’t take another hollow vow. If this is my last shot, then let it count, If you’re gonna love me, then love me now. Verse 2 I’ve held onto ghosts longer than I should, Called it love when it was just the fear of being alone. I’ve spent nights drowning in echoes, Choking on every "forever" that turned to dust. But you… you don’t flinch when I say I’m broken. You don’t look away when I say I’m afraid. So tell me—are you here to stay? Or am I just another fire you’ll watch burn out? Pre-Chorus I don’t want to trust, But I can’t just run. You could be the last light left… Or the wreckage I become. (Breakdown - Breaking Point, Rage, and Surrender) (Music slows, tension builds—then heavy drop with screamed vocals.) (Screamed) DON’T. MESS. ME. UP. DON’T. DRAG. ME. DOWN. IF YOU’RE JUST LIKE THEM— THEN LET ME DROWN! (Pause—then second breakdown hit, even heavier.) I’D RATHER BE ALONE THAN BLEED FOR A LIE! final Chorus So don’t mess me up, don’t tear me down, I can’t take another hollow vow. If this is my last shot, then let it count, If you’re gonna love me, then love me now. Outro (Music softens, vocals raw and emotional.) I’ve lost too much to lose again, I’ve bled too much to break again… (Music fades, but the last line repeats, growing softer each time.) "I’ve bled too much to break again…" "I’ve bled too much to break again…" "I’ve bled too much to break again…"

[Verse 1] Well, the stage was set in D.C., under neon lights, Two big egos clashed on a Tuesday night. Donald stood tall, with his trademark grin, Gavin walked in, sayin', "Let the games begin!" [Pre-Chorus] But the crowd got quiet, the tension grew thick, Donald raised his hand, said, "Boy, you're too slick." With a swing and a slap, it was loud and clear, Gavin hit the floor, the whole world could hear! [Chorus] Donald Trump slapped Gavin Newsom, made him his biiitch, Left him starin' at the ceiling, twitchin' like a snitch. From the Golden Gate to Mar-a-Lago's shore, Now Gavin's walkin' funny, can't take no more! [Verse 2] Gavin tried to stand, said, "You can't do this to me!" Donald just laughed, said, "Son, don't you see? I’m the king of the deal, the master of the game, You’re just a pretty boy with a fancy name." [Pre-Chorus] The cameras were rollin', the memes went wild, Gavin’s face was red, like a petulant child. Donald tipped his hat, said, "That’s how it’s done," And the crowd went crazy, havin’ too much fun. [Chorus] Donald Trump slapped Gavin Newsom, made him his biiitch, Left him starin' at the ceiling, twitchin' like a snitch. From the Golden Gate to Mar-a-Lago's shore, Now Gavin's walkin' funny, can't take no more! [Bridge] Oh, the tweets were flyin', the internet broke, Folks were laughin' so hard, they started to choke. Gavin tried to sue, but the judge just grinned, Said, "Son, you got slapped, now take it on the chin." [Verse 3] Now Gavin’s back in Cali, hidin’ from the press, Donald’s on his golf course, causin’ more mess. But every now and then, when the moon is bright, You can still hear Gavin cryin’ in the night. [Chorus] Donald Trump slapped Gavin Newsom, made him his biiitch, Left him starin' at the ceiling, twitchin' like a snitch. From the Golden Gate to Mar-a-Lago's shore, Now Gavin's walkin' funny, can't take no more! [Outro] So here’s the moral, if you’re feelin’ bold, Don’t mess with Donald, ‘cause he’s got that gold. And if you’re Gavin, well, you’ve learned your lesson, Next time you see Trump, just bow and start confessin’!

“Moffel en de Taart voor The Hangout” (Couplet 1) Moffel zat op z’n werk, het was een drukke dag, Toen kreeg hij een opdracht die niemand anders zag. “The Hangout heeft een taart nodig, speciaal en vers, Niet uit Alkmaar, nee, Heerhugowaard is het vers.” Hij trok z’n jas aan, sprong snel in de auto, De Hema daar heeft wat extra cadeau. Tien kilometer verder, maar dat maakt hem niet uit, Voor een taart vol liefde doet hij alles vooruit. (Refrein) Oh Moffel, wat een toffe vent, Een taart halen, waar niemand het kent. Heerhugowaard, de plek waar hij gaat, Voor The Hangout, maakt hij de daad. (Couplet 2) In de Hema liep hij snel naar de balie, Een slagroomtaart, gevuld met een beetje magie. “Deze is perfect,” zei Moffel met flair, “Voor The Hangout, deze taart brengt sfeer.” Nog even een rookworst, een koffiebroodje erbij, Want Moffel denkt vooruit, dat maakt hem zo blij. Met de taart in zijn hand en een glimlach op z’n gezicht, Was hij klaar om te vertrekken, zijn taak was verricht. (Refrein) Oh Moffel, wat een toffe vent, Een taart halen, waar niemand het kent. Heerhugowaard, de plek waar hij gaat, Voor The Hangout, maakt hij de daad. (Brug) Op werk vroegen ze: “Waarom zo ver weg?” Hij zei: “Heerhugowaard, daar ligt mijn stek. Een taart met karakter, dat haal je niet dichtbij, Voor The Hangout doe ik het, dat maakt mij vrij.” (Laatste Refrein) Oh Moffel, jij bent de man, Voor een Hema-taart die niemand verslaan kan. Van werk naar taart, met passie gebracht, Voor The Hangout maakt hij elke dag zacht. (Outro) Dus proost op Moffel, die altijd wat doet, Een taart uit Heerhugowaard, dat is pas goed. Van werk naar plezier, hij maakt het altijd waar, Moffel en zijn taart, een legendarisch gebaar.

[Verse] Dixie dreams turned to dust, torn from history's spine, Confederate schemes, crumbled by time, Brains like wet clay, couldn't stand, couldn't climb, Stuck in the past while progress hit prime. [Verse 2] Glorified hoods, polished by the dumb, Ideas sinking fast, intelligence numb, Echoes of cotton fields, freedom's anthem sung, Lost to their stubbornness, that's how they got stung. [Chorus] South fell hard, couldn't handle the blaze, Stuck in old myths, lost in their ways, Smart they were not, tangled in a haze, Union came through, cut ‘em deep like a blade. [Verse 3] Plantations caged souls, minds in chains, Confederate pride, turned out to be vain, Gunpowder, strategies, all ran on fumes, Brains couldn't brace when the reaper's tune loomed. [Verse 4] Generals with titles, but strategies weak, Ideas like ghosts, just fading to bleak, Southern dream crumbled, foundations too meek, Lost to the union, the future they couldn't seek. [Chorus] South fell hard, couldn't handle the blaze, Stuck in old myths, lost in their ways, Smart they were not, tangled in a haze, Union came through, cut ‘em deep like a blade.