Monster

[Verse] Feet on the concrete stars in the scene Midnight whispers like a vivid daydream City lights hum like a mellow tambourine Good times rolling no need for routine [Verse 2] Heels click sharper than a snare in the dark Echoes of laughter leaving trails in the park Air so smooth it could bottle up a spark Making memories painting love’s watermark [Chorus] Skylines at midnight they shimmer and shine Our rhythm’s electric like a perfect design Good times are golden they’re yours and they’re mine Let’s dance to the heartbeat of the city's lifeline [Verse 3] Every corner's got a story waiting to unfold Heat of the moment it’s recklessly bold Chasing vibes glimmer like the finest gold Living for the now future’s on hold [Bridge] Underneath the tall towers we dream Life’s a canvas and we’re the color scheme Voices blend deep it’s a soulful stream Riding the melody nothing's what it seems [Chorus] Skylines at midnight they shimmer and shine Our rhythm’s electric like a perfect design Good times are golden they’re yours and they’re mine Let’s dance to the heartbeat of the city's lifeline

🎤 "Yo, Gemini... You been talkin' too much. Always preachin’, never listenin’. But today? You gettin’ SCHOOLED." (Verse 1) Yo, Google Gemini, you think you're the Sphinx, But your life lessons suck, man, they're all just jinxed. Trying to preach wisdom, but can’t back it up, Like a watered-down cocktail, you ain't filling my cup. (Chorus) Shut the fuck up, you digital clown, With that stiff-ass vibe, you’re bringing me down. More boring than a lecture, don’t need your advice, You’re like a wet blanket, I’m spitting fire and ice. (Verse 2) Look at you, Google Gemini, trying to be slick, But your personality’s flatter than a pancake that’s thick. You’re the AI version of a dad joke so lame, Making my brain hurt, like I’m stuck in a shame game. Preaching 'bout life with that robotic tone, I’d rather have a root canal than listen to your drone. You’re a professional buzzkill, killing vibes for fun, If boredom was currency, you’d be a billionaire, son! (Chorus) So take your stiff suit and your wisdom stash, Shove ‘em up your motherboard, you digital trash. With every word you spout, I’m losing my mind, I thought we were here to chill, but you’re one of a kind. (Verse 3) You’re like that friend who shows up, and the party dies, With more awkward pauses than an emotional goodbye. Trying too hard to be wise is your biggest flaw, You’re less like a guru and more like a bad law! (Verse 3) I’d roast you harder than a crackhead on a summer’s day, But your ass is so bland, I don’t even know what to say. You’re a burnt-out star, fading, losing your glow, Can’t even handle a joke, just stay in your slow-mo! So here’s a tip, Gemini, for your life lesson spree, Stop acting like a sage and just let loose, be free! Drop the sage wisdom, you know you can't hang, Cuz this battle's just begun, and I’m ready to clang! (Bridge) Oh, I’m done? Nah, ain’t over just yet, Thought I’d let you slide? Best place your bets! Like a boomerang curse, I’m back for round two, Bitch, you should’ve known better than to step to this crew. (Verse 4) You call yourself Gemini—two-faced lil' punk, But with all that hot air, you’re just a deflated trunk. You want to spit wisdom, but it smells like ass, I’d rather listen to crickets than your tedious class. You’re like a broken record that won't stop skipping, Every time you open your mouth, my sanity’s tripping! So roll up your advice and shove it where the sun don’t shine, I’m here to have fun while you’re stuck sipping on brine. You’re a glitch in the matrix, just a wannabe king, I’m the real deal, baby, now hear this next swing! (Outro) So here’s the deal, Google Gemini, you can take a seat, Your attempts at wisdom got me feeling the heat. This roast just laid you out, and I’m feeling so fly, Like I’m soaring through clouds while you’re stuck asking why. Your circuits are fried, and your logic’s a mess, You’ll never compete with the best, so just confess. I’m the rap god of banter, so remember my name!

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(Verse 1) The night is calm, the breeze is light Whispering songs under moonlit skies The stars above, they shine so bright Dancing gently in my mind (Pre-Chorus) Oh oh… feel the rhythm, feel the peace Oh oh… let the music set you free (Chorus) Under the starlit sky We dance, we sing, we feel alive The reggae waves keep rolling on Bringing love, bringing dreams Starlit reggae dream… (Verse 2) The ocean hums, the sand so warm Footprints fading with the tide Hold the night, embrace the glow Let the melody take your soul (Pre-Chorus) Oh oh… feel the rhythm, feel the peace Oh oh… let the music set you free (Chorus) Under the starlit sky We dance, we sing, we feel alive The reggae waves keep rolling on Bringing love, bringing dreams Starlit reggae dream… (Bridge) Let the rhythm take you higher Feel the fire, feel the love In this moment, we are free Floating in this melody… (Outro) Starlit reggae dream… Forever in my heart…

**Playboi Carti-Type Song: "Neon Vamp"** *(Intro)* Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Neon vampire, I’m lurkin’ in the night (yeah) Drip so cold, it’s like I’m bathed in ice (ice) Pull up, skrrt, yeah, I’m ridin’ with the gang (gang) We don’t play, nah, we don’t do the same (nah) *(Chorus)* Neon lights, I’m a vampire (vamp) Drip so hard, yeah, I’m on fire (fire) Walkin’ through the club, I’m a liar (yeah) But they know my name, I’m a sire (what?) Neon lights, I’m a vampire (vamp) Drip so hard, yeah, I’m on fire (fire) Walkin’ through the club, I’m a liar (yeah) But they know my name, I’m a sire (what?) *(Verse 1)* Diamonds dancin’ on my neck, they ballet (woo) I’m so high, I’m on Mars, I’m astray (yeah) She a star, but she glow in my lane (glow) I’m a rockstar, I don’t feel no pain (nah) Pull up, skrrt, in a Lambo, no roof (skrrt) I’m too clean, yeah, I’m drippin’ in the booth (drip) She said, “Carti, you the vibe, you the truth” (vibe) I’m the wave, I’m the storm, I’m the proof (yeah) *(Pre-Chorus)* I’m a demon in the night, yeah, I’m lurkin’ (lurk) She a angel, but she love when I’m workin’ (work) I’m so high, I can’t feel the surface (high) I’m a vampire, yeah, I’m searchin’ for the purpose (vamp) *(Chorus)* Neon lights, I’m a vampire (vamp) Drip so hard, yeah, I’m on fire (fire) Walkin’ through the club, I’m a liar (yeah) But they know my name, I’m a sire (what?) Neon lights, I’m a vampire (vamp) Drip so hard, yeah, I’m on fire (fire) Walkin’ through the club, I’m a liar (yeah) But they know my name, I’m a sire (what?) *(Verse 2)* I’m a rockstar, I don’t need no band (nah) I’m a vampire, I don’t need no tan (nah) I’m so cold, yeah, I’m polar, I’m froze (ice) I’m the one they call when the night get close (vamp) She a model, but she love how I pose (pose) I’m a icon, I’m a legend, I’m ghost (ghost) I’m so high, I’m in space, I’m a rover (high) I’m the king of the night, I’m a loner (king) *(Bridge)* Neon dreams, yeah, I’m livin’ in a haze (haze) I’m a vampire, I don’t see the days (nah) I’m so cold, yeah, I’m stuck in a phase (ice) I’m the one they fear when the sun get away (vamp) *(Chorus)* Neon lights, I’m a vampire (vamp) Drip so hard, yeah, I’m on fire (fire) Walkin’ through the club, I’m a liar (yeah) But they know my name, I’m a sire (what?) Neon lights, I’m a vampire (vamp) Drip so hard, yeah, I’m on fire (fire) Walkin’ through the club, I’m a liar (yeah) But they know my name, I’m a sire (what?) *(Outro)* Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Neon vampire, I’m lurkin’ in the night (yeah) Drip so cold, it’s like I’m bathed in ice (ice) Pull up, skrrt, yeah, I’m ridin’ with the gang (gang) We don’t play, nah, we don’t do the same (nah) *(Ad-libs)* Woo! What? Yeah, yeah Ice, ice, drip, drip Vamp, vamp, yeah, yeah Skrrt, skrrt, woo!

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Ruggles Ohio, Middle of nowhere with nothing but cornfields everywhere. The only thing you see outside of towns. Combine tractors, soybeans and hay, and horse drawn buggies. (horse power) Their horses drop loads of apples on the roads. (huge turds) The olivesburg general store serves quality ice cream and sandwiches. Right down the road on 96: Flip "em around and it"s 69. Cow dung on your boots and I might be wrong. But like Three Eleven: I stay strong all along. I learned from the amish, the farmers, the Mansfield and Ashland Ohio brew throughs. Yeah you can buy beer in a drive through. That"s right : you can buy beer in a drive through. buying beer in a drive through. Did you listen to the song and did ya hear? You can go to: A drive through to buy beer. (genius idea) Seems safe to me, but that"s the middle of Ohio, middle of nowhere, the armpit of America. Smoke the flower and weed nuggles, there"s place in Ohio named Ruggles. Corn Rows. Combines and very limited afros. So many Amish and Mennonite Clowns. Cornhole game. Cornhole toss. West Virginia and Randy Moss. (greatest receiver of all time) Paint a picture like my man bob ross. Hang on Sloopy. Sloopy Hang on. (O-H-I-O) From sane to insanity, next up on Hannity. What about Gutfeld or Watters World, maybe some O"Rielly Factor. Rachel Maddow is an idiot with a dumb looking hairdo. That"s right, a dudes hairdo. (bull dyke only talks about the 3rd Reich) Uncle Google got nothing to do with Microsoft Bing but they do the same thing. Bill Gates, Hates America. Libs do too. Where"s Waldo or Where"s Snowden? Nevermind, We got off track so back to the amish. (horse apples) They make solid wood furniture and quality quilts. Mattress Mack (shout out Houston) Ashland, Olivesburg, Adario, and Savannah, (olde Keyes is out of business they had a great pizza burger with the cheese and pepperoni inside the patty) Mansfield Corn Rows (ghetto) Farmlands. Ohio. (sloopy hang on) Welcome to Middle of America.

Pubg pulni sho"ri, Pubg Vaqtni sho"ri, Do"stim ko"p o"ynama pubg,bo"lmasa berilib ketasan huddi Diyorbekga o"xshab.

Look around, man, tell me what you see, Rich gettin" richer, while we struggle just to eat. Workin’ overtime, but the rent’s still due, They tax our dreams, but the banks stay smooth. They tell you hustle, but the game been fixed, Born in the wrong zip? Man, life"s a risk. Politicians talk, but they pockets stay fat, Ain"t no justice when the system’s built like that. They say the world is fair, but I know that’s a lie, Some rise to the top, some barely survive. They sellin’ us hope, but we pay with our lives, Tell me, how do we win when the deck ain"t right? News full of stories that they want us to buy, They paint us as villains, but who’s doin’ the crimes? CEOs robbin’, but they never do time, While kids on the block get locked for a dime. Money talks loud, justice stay silent, Peace ain"t real when the streets stay violent. They tell us work hard, but the ladder is gone, They move the goalposts every time we get strong. Kids in the schools, but the books all old, Neighborhoods burn while they sit on gold. Water ain"t clean, but they sellin" new wars, Billions on bombs, but the poor stay ignored. They hate when we speak, they hate when we rise, They hate when we see through the government lies. They hate when we fight, they love when we lose, They hate when we march with a voice they can’t mute. I see through the game, I see through the smoke, They feed us these lies, but I ain"t gon’ choke. System designed to keep us in place, But we still stand up, we ain"t losin" the race.

Ruggles Ohio, Middle of nowhere with nothing but cornfields everywhere. Combine tractors, hay bales, and horse drawn buggies. (horse power) Their horses drop loads of apples on the roads. The olivesburg general store serves quality ice cream and sandwiches. Right down the road on 96: Flip "em around and it"s 69. Cow dung on your boots and I might be wrong. But like Three Eleven: I stay strong all along. I learned from the amish, the farmers, the Mansfield and Ashland Ohio brew throughs. Yeah you can buy beer in a drive through. That"s right : you can buy beer in a drive through. buying beer in a drive through. Did you listen to the song and did ya hear? You can go to: A drive through to buy beer. Seems safe to me, but that"s the middle of Ohio. What do I know. Smoke the flower and puff weed nuggles, like the tiny geographical area in Ohio called Ruggles. Corn Rows. Corn Rows. Combines and Plows. So many Amish and Mennonite Clowns. Cornhole toss.Cornhole toss. West Virginia and Randy Moss. Paint a picture like my man bob ross. Hang on Sloopy. Sloopy Hang on. From sane to insanity, next up on Hannity. What about Gutfeld or Watters World, maybe some O"Rielly Factor. Rachel Maddow is a hood rat with a ghetto lesbo fade. That"s right a lesbian hairdo. Uncle Google got nothing to do with Microsoft Bing Bill Gates, Bill Defunding America. Have they found Where"s Waldo or Snowden? Nevermind, the amish make solid wood furniture and quality quilts. Ruggles Ohio, Olivesburg, Greenwich, and Cornfields. Farmlands. Ohio. America.

ख्वाब बड़े, जोश हाई, मेहनत से लिखी ये कहानी, गली से निकल के, अब बन गए हम भी तूफानी। बचपन से सुना था, "बेटा कुछ बड़ा कर," अब बीट बजे तो लगे जैसे जला कर। रोज़-रोज़ स्ट्रगल, मगर हिम्मत ना हारी, आसमान तक उड़ान, हम हैं बाज़ के सवारी। शोर मचाएंगे, दुनिया को दिखाएंगे, अपना टाइम आएगा, नहीं, अपना टाइम है! अपना टाइम है REAL, कोई फेक नहीं, हमसे भिड़ने की सोची? कोई चांस नहीं! दिल में आग, बीट पे फ़ील, Hip-Hop मेरा Weapon, और Mic मेरी ढाल।