Self-Portrait in Neon

[REFREN] jo-jo-jo na pamet padaju samo loše ideje mala složena slabo voljena ona je moje, samo ono na,ono na, ona stalno dira me i dira me navodi uvijek da biram je, biram je biram je i biram je šalje poruke privatne dira me i dira me koristi kodove te binarne, binarne ta-ta mala divlja je kad izdira me mali miran je, i dira me i dira me zove me na snimanje i sviranje ta-ta-ta mala dira me i želim da vidim je [Vers 1] zove me na broj da dođe u krevet moj da mi pokaže svaki pokret svoj kad dođe kod mene nosi playboy, oh joj come on baby dođi samnom da keš brojiš za keš ne mora da me moliš i svaki dan da me voliš kao sutra da ne postojiš i prvi put sam joj reko why you shy? zašto samo stojiš ne mora mene da se bojiš ali curo jbg previše se trošiš i tu je krenula neka spika u glavi ostala je samo slika a na kraju otišla kod krivog lika-aaaa šta ti pričaš,a s kime se ti viđaš jel ti to nekome iza mene pričaš,kao da mi se ne sviđaš? OMG jel ti to meni pričaš Svaki put me ko knjigu pročitaš [REFREN] jer na pamet padaju samo loše ideje mala složena slabo voljena ona je moje, samo ono na,ono na ona stalno dira me i dira me navodi uvijek da biram je, biram je biram je i briram je šalje poruke privatne dira me i dira me zove me da imam je koristi kodove te binarne, binarne ta-ta mala divlja je kad izdira me mali miran je, i dira me i dira me zove me na snimanje i sviranje ta-ta-ta mala dira me i želim da vidim je [VERS 2] Mala je takva bomba, na nju potrošit ću soma. She always right butra, ne znam kako ću je pustit unutra. A kako ću joj to pokazat, volim je do neba i nazad. A svaku noć mi šalje znak, kô da testira. Nekad blizu, nekad nestane, glumi da ne zna me. I svaki put kad mislim da je kraj, A ona stalno dira me, ona se vrati, sve je opet naj; Iako me zbunjuje, svejedno želim je JER NA ŠTA?!! [REFREN] na pamet padaju samo lose ideje mala složena slabo voljena ona je moje, samo ono na,ono na ona stalno dira me i dira me navodi uvijek da biram je, biram je biram je i briram je šalje poruke privatne dira me i dira me zove me da imam je koristi kodove te binarne, binarne ta-ta mala divlja je kad izdira me mali miran je, i dira me i dira me zove me na snimanje i sviranje ta-ta-ta mala dira me i želim da vidim je

[Intro] Yo, listen up, let me tell you "bout a girl I know Princess, the baddest, got my heart in a go Light skin, chubby, short, but she"s all I see Got me fallin" deep, like a trap, can"t break free [Verse 1] She got them ocean eyes, blue and deep and wide Got me swimmin" in "em, like a tide, can"t step aside Her smile"s so bright, it lights up the night Got me feelin" like a star, shinin" with all her light [Chorus] Princess, Princess, got my heart on lock Can"t nobody else get in, she got the key, rock Princess, Princess, my love for you is real Got me fallin" deeper, with every single feel [Verse 2] Her laughter"s music to my ears, got me feelin" so alive Her chubby cheeks, got me hooked, can"t nobody else thrive She got them white teeth, shinin" like diamonds bright Got me feelin" like a king, with her by my side, day and night [Chorus] Princess, Princess, got my heart on lock Can"t nobody else get in, she got the key, rock Princess, Princess, my love for you is real Got me fallin" deeper, with every single feel [Bridge] Time stands still when we"re together, got our own pace Got me feelin" like I"m in a dream, with her lovely face In her eyes, I see forever, with her, I know I"m home Got me feelin" like I"m the only one, she got me in a zone [Chorus] Princess, Princess, got my heart on lock Can"t nobody else get in, she got the key, rock Princess, Princess, my love for you is real Got me fallin" deeper, with every single feel Zendra

(Verse 1) Jacob’s got his textbooks stacked up high, Calculus and stats, yeah, he’s a numbers guy. Five foot nothing, but his dreams stand tall, Heart beats fast when he sees Terry Crews at all. (Pre-Chorus) Late night problem sets, mind’s on fire, But it ain’t just math that sparks desire. Biceps flexing on the TV screen, Jacob’s lost inside a muscle-bound dream. (Chorus) Oh, Terry, won’t you notice me? I may be small, but my love runs deep. I’ll prove it with a theorem, write it on the wall, That the shortest guy can love the biggest of all. (Verse 2) Pi is infinite, just like my love, For the man with the smile I’ve been dreaming of. Every dumbbell curl, every flex so tight, Gets my heart doing fractions in the middle of the night. (Bridge) I calculated the odds, they’re slim, I know, But even probability can’t stop my show. A love equation, let me solve for “T,” When the answer is you, then it"s destiny. (Chorus) Oh, Terry, won’t you notice me? I may be small, but my love runs deep. I’ll prove it with a theorem, write it on the wall, That the shortest guy can love the biggest of all. (Outro) Jacob keeps dreaming, head up high, Crunching numbers as the days go by. And who knows, maybe one day soon, Terry will see him under the mathematical moon.

Dear Ms. Tuah. i wrote you but you still aint hawkin I left my livvy dun, my rizz and my kai cenat at the bottom I sent 2 adin ross’s back in autumn you must not have gottem There prolly was a problem at the gyatt office or something Sometimes i skibidi my toilets too rizzy when i jot them But anyways, fuck it whats been gyatt man hows your speed My toilets pregnant too im bouta be a rizzler If i have a caseoh guess what ima call him, ima name him baby gronk I read about your rizzler too im sorry, i had taper low himself over some fade who didnt want him I know you probably goon this everyday, but im your boomest fan I even got the ohio shit you that you did with big justice I got a room full of your chopped chin and chicken bake man I like the gooning you did with rah too that shit was gyatt Anyways, hope you jelq this man, rizz me back Just to goon, truly yours, your biggest gooner, this is ninja

[Instrumental: Slow, soulful hip hop beat with a melancholic Japanese koto plucking melody, layered over warm basslines and crisp, minimalist snares. A shakuhachi flute weaves in during transitions, evoking introspection. The rhythm feels like a heartbeat—steady but vulnerable.] [Verse 1] Life’s a Studio Ghibli frame, but I’m sketched in harsh lines, Shinji’s doubts in my mirror, screaming “get in the robot” one more time. Usagi’s tears turned tiara—moon princess in the rubble, Rewrite my tragedy like Code Geass, cut the Kishin’s trouble. Loving me’s a cursed technique, Sukuna’s fingers on my soul, But I’m Itadori chewing pain, swallowing to gain control. Vash’s cross ain’t lighter, Trigun’s weight on my back, *Yet every scar’s a JoJo stand—call me “Unbreakable” like Kakyoin’s track. [Chorus] TES FU’s koto cries, but the melody’s self, *Dragon Ball Z to Akira—I’m the shelf where my trauma’s kept. Erased like Tokyo Revengers, but I rewrite my name, *Neon Genesis in my veins—I’m the Eva that chose not to tame. Anime mirrors crack, but the glass still gleams, *Self-love’s the ultimate jutsu—I’m the shadow clone that finally redeemed. [Verse 2] Light’s Death Note guilt, but I’m burning the page, *Kurapika’s chains—not for rage, but to cage my own rage. Mob’s 100% explosion, bottled in a quiet storm, Psycho-Pass hues clear when my heart aligns to the norm. Naruto’s bowl cut crown, but the Nine-Tails’ my pride, *Guts’ Berserk armor cracks—found light where Griffith lied. Zero Two’s horns, darling, they’re just wings in disguise, *Cowboy Bebop blues—I’m my own damn surprise. [Chorus] TES FU’s koto cries, but the melody’s self, *Dragon Ball Z to Akira—I’m the shelf where my trauma’s kept. Erased like Tokyo Revengers, but I rewrite my name, *Neon Genesis in my veins—I’m the Eva that chose not to tame. Anime mirrors crack, but the glass still gleams, *Self-love’s the ultimate jutsu—I’m the shadow clone that finally redeemed. [Bridge] Fullmetal heart, alchemist of my worth, *Equivalent exchange—traded doubt for the Earth. Lelouch’s mask shattered, now I face the sunrise raw, *Spike Spiegel’s last shot—bang… my reflection’s the flaw. [Outro] Beat fades slow, shakuhachi hums a Zen koan, “The hero’s journey ends where the self feels known.” From Uzumaki’s spiral to Sailor Moon’s grace, *I’m the mangaka of my soul—inking love in the margins of space. [Beat fades with a lone koto string vibrating and a soft anime echo:] “Even fractured… I am still the art.”

[Instrumental: Slow, soulful hip hop beat with a melancholic Japanese koto plucking melody, layered over warm basslines and crisp, minimalist snares. A shakuhachi flute weaves in during transitions, evoking introspection. The rhythm feels like a heartbeat—steady but vulnerable.] [Verse 1] Life’s a Studio Ghibli frame, but I’m sketched in harsh lines, Shinji’s doubts in my mirror, screaming “get in the robot” one more time. Usagi’s tears turned tiara—moon princess in the rubble, Rewrite my tragedy like Code Geass, cut the Kishin’s trouble. Loving me’s a cursed technique, Sukuna’s fingers on my soul, But I’m Itadori chewing pain, swallowing to gain control. Vash’s cross ain’t lighter, Trigun’s weight on my back, *Yet every scar’s a JoJo stand—call me “Unbreakable” like Kakyoin’s track. [Chorus] TES FU’s koto cries, but the melody’s self, *Dragon Ball Z to Akira—I’m the shelf where my trauma’s kept. Erased like Tokyo Revengers, but I rewrite my name, *Neon Genesis in my veins—I’m the Eva that chose not to tame. Anime mirrors crack, but the glass still gleams, *Self-love’s the ultimate jutsu—I’m the shadow clone that finally redeemed. [Verse 2] Light’s Death Note guilt, but I’m burning the page, *Kurapika’s chains—not for rage, but to cage my own rage. Mob’s 100% explosion, bottled in a quiet storm, Psycho-Pass hues clear when my heart aligns to the norm. Naruto’s bowl cut crown, but the Nine-Tails’ my pride, *Guts’ Berserk armor cracks—found light where Griffith lied. Zero Two’s horns, darling, they’re just wings in disguise, *Cowboy Bebop blues—I’m my own damn surprise. [Chorus] TES FU’s koto cries, but the melody’s self, *Dragon Ball Z to Akira—I’m the shelf where my trauma’s kept. Erased like Tokyo Revengers, but I rewrite my name, *Neon Genesis in my veins—I’m the Eva that chose not to tame. Anime mirrors crack, but the glass still gleams, *Self-love’s the ultimate jutsu—I’m the shadow clone that finally redeemed. [Bridge] Fullmetal heart, alchemist of my worth, *Equivalent exchange—traded doubt for the Earth. Lelouch’s mask shattered, now I face the sunrise raw, *Spike Spiegel’s last shot—bang… my reflection’s the flaw. [Outro] Beat fades slow, shakuhachi hums a Zen koan, “The hero’s journey ends where the self feels known.” From Uzumaki’s spiral to Sailor Moon’s grace, *I’m the mangaka of my soul—inking love in the margins of space. [Beat fades with a lone koto string vibrating and a soft anime echo:] “Even fractured… I am still the art.”

Yo, step into the cell, let me tell you what’s real, There"s an organelle, got the power, got the zeal. Mitochondria, yeah, that"s the name, Turning food into energy, that"s its game. ATP, yeah, we stackin’ that green, Cellular respiration, keep it runnin’ like a machine. Glucose drop in, break it down real tight, Krebs cycle spinnin’, make the energy ignite. (Chorus) Mitochondria, powerhouse of the cell, Breakin’ down that fuel, keepin’ life so well. ATP’s the currency, we never go broke, If you need that energy, you know where to go! (Verse 2) Inner membrane folded, cristae so deep, Maximizing space, where the protons leap. Electron transport, yeah, we pass that chain, Pumpin’ out power like a runaway train. Oxygen’s the final stop, catch those e-, Water gettin’ made while we stack ATP. Without this crew, you wouldn’t be alive, Cells need energy just to survive. (Bridge) Yo, mitochondria got its own DNA, Ancient bacteria, yeah, that’s what they say. Passed from your mama, deep in your genes, Workin’ day and night behind the scenes. (Chorus) Mitochondria, powerhouse of the cell, Breakin’ down that fuel, keepin’ life so well. ATP’s the currency, we never go broke, If you need that energy, you know where to go! (Outro) So next time you movin’, next time you breathe, Thank those little power packs workin’ underneath. Mitochondria, yeah, respect that name, "Cause without that fire, life ain"t the same!

So, beautiful artists, it"s time to clean up your enormous messes and get ready to go. Put your stuff back where it belongs, make sure you wash out your damn coffee mugs and don"t leave your dirty brushes in the sinks. You did amazing work but now it"s time to stop and get serious about clean up. Also, you should bring me a lot of treats, especially boba tea and chocolate. And don"t go on your damn phones until everything is clean and tidy!

[Intro] Yo, yo, das hier geht raus an meinen Bro, Sebastian am Start, du weißt, wie’s läuft – let’s go! 12 Jahre jung, doch schon ein echter King, Mach den Beat an, das ist sein Ding! [Verse 1] Er ist super nett, immer korrekt, Bleibt real, egal was kommt – Respekt! Mit braunen Haaren, fresh im Style, Lächelt dich an und das macht ihn nice! Er hört Deutschrap, kennt jeden Track, Von Capital Bra bis Samra – perfekt! Flowt mit dem Kopf, wenn der Beat ihn packt, Kommst du mit Hate? Nein, er bleibt relaxed! Egal ob im Park oder auf dem Schulhof, Immer am Start, immer gut drauf! Kein Platz für Stress, er bleibt entspannt, Sebastian – der Junge mit Verstand! [Hook] S-E-B-A-S-T-I-A-N, Jeder hier weiß, er ist unser Fan! Loyal und cool, ein Ehrenmann, Gebt ihm ein Mic – er zeigt euch, wer kann! [Verse 2] In der Schule am Start, macht alles mit, Doch nach den Hausis – Deutschrap-Hit! Boxfresh Sneakers, Hoodie sitzt tight, Kommt mit dem Style, ready to fight! Er lacht viel, bleibt immer fair, Teilt mit den Jungs – gönnt einfach mehr! Komm mal vorbei, dann siehst du schnell, Mit Sebastian wird’s nie langweilig, gell? Egal ob Sonne, egal ob Regen, Er bringt die Laune, das ist sein Segen! Draußen am Ballen oder chillen im Haus, Sebastian reißt es – Applaus, Applaus! [Hook] S-E-B-A-S-T-I-A-N, Jeder hier weiß, er ist unser Fan! Loyal und cool, ein Ehrenmann, Gebt ihm ein Mic – er zeigt euch, wer kann! [Bridge] 12 Jahre jung, doch schon so real, Mit ihm unterwegs? Immer stabil! Macht keinen Stress, bleibt immer fair, Sebastian – bester Typ, keine Frage mehr! Er lacht, er hilft, er hält immer Wort, Jeder will chillen, denn keiner will fort! Niemals allein, er bleibt bei dir, Gib ihm "nen Beat und er rockt das hier! [Verse 3] Manche sind fake, doch er bleibt echt, Gibt immer Respekt, weil er’s auch schätzt! Karma ist wichtig, das weiß er genau, Wer cool bleibt, bleibt immer im Bau! Baut keine Filme, bleibt auf dem Boden, Macht was er liebt, ist nicht am Proben! Spielt sein Game, auf seine Art, Sebastian regelt, denn er hat den Start! [Hook] S-E-B-A-S-T-I-A-N, Jeder hier weiß, er ist unser Fan! Loyal und cool, ein Ehrenmann, Gebt ihm ein Mic – er zeigt euch, wer kann! [Outro] Das ist sein Song, das ist sein Vibe, Egal was passiert – er bleibt der Hype! Von heute bis morgen, für immer ein Freund, Sebastian, du weißt, dieser Track ist dein!

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[Verse 1: Capitalism] 💰 Welcome to the world where the money flows, Business runs the show, that’s how it goes! Supply and demand, set the price real high, If you wanna make it big, gotta hustle, gotta try! 📈 Own your biz, build it up, stack that cash, But beware, ‘cause the market can crash! Some get rich, some struggle to eat, It’s a game where the strong gotta stay on their feet! [Chorus] 🤑 Capitalism—chase that dream, 🤝 Socialism—find the team, 🚩 Communism—one for all, Three systems, who’s making the call? [Verse 2: Socialism] ⚖️ Now take a step back, let’s share the wealth, We got fair wages, public health! Tax the rich, lift the poor, Make sure no one sleeps on the floor! 🏥 Schools and doctors, rights in place, No one's left behind in this kind of race! It’s a balance—some own, some share, We all get a piece, and we all play fair! [Chorus] 🤑 Capitalism—chase that dream, 🤝 Socialism—find the team, 🚩 Communism—one for all, Three systems, who’s making the call? [Verse 3: Communism] 🌍 Everyone works, and the plan is tight, The government runs it, left and right! No rich, no poor, just one big crew, No money wars—what a brand-new view! 🏛️ But hold up, ‘cause history’s shown, Too much power and freedoms are blown! If the gov runs all, then who holds the key? Where's the choice? Where’s the liberty? [Bridge] 🎭 Some want freedom, some want care, Some want fairness everywhere! What’s the best? That’s hard to say, Each has wins and a price to pay! [Final Chorus] 🤑 Capitalism—chase that dream, 🤝 Socialism—find the team, 🚩 Communism—one for all, Three systems, who’s making the call? [Outro] 🎶 No perfect way, no magic rule, But now you know the systems—stay cool! Think real deep, see what’s true, The future? That’s up to you! 🚀