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Lost In Euphoria

U Gotta

U Gotta (sped up) [feat. The Limba]

[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah… mmmhmm… skrrt, ayy)
"Whaaaat you sayin’?"
(Errr… hmm… ooooh)
"Baby, speak up!"
(Yuh, yuh, yuh)

[Hook]
She like, "Boy, what you mean?" (Huh?)
I be mumblin’ in my sleep (Sleep)
She say, "Talk clear to me" (Nah)
But the vibe still put her at ease (Ease)
Mmm, mmm, can’t decode my sound (Sound)
Mmm, mmm, but she stick around (Round)
Even when my words all drown (Drown)
She love how the bass just pound (Woo!)

[Verse One]
Pull up, I’m slurrin’ my text (Brrt)
She read it like, "What comes next?" (Next)
I’m vibin’, I don’t need stress (Nah)
My language, I guess, is flex (Flex)
She roll her eyes when I speak (Speak)
But still she ride in the Jeep (Skrrt)
She don’t get the words I leak (Leak)
But the melody keep her weak (Yuh)

[Hook]
She like, "Boy, what you mean?" (Mean?)
I be mumblin’ in my sleep (Sleep)
She say, "Talk clear to me" (Talk up)
But the vibe still put her at ease (Ease)
Mmm, mmm, can’t decode my sound (Sound)
Mmm, mmm, but she stick around (Stick)
Even when my words all drown (Drown)
She love how the bass just pound (Boom)

[Verse Two]
I’m like, "mmm-uhh-yeah, ayy" (Yeah)
She like, "What did you just say?" (Huh?)
I shrug, then I fade away (Fade)
Autotune take me to space (Space)
She say, "Boy, I can’t translate (Nah)
All this mumble in my face" (Face)
But she still love the embrace (Love)
So she let the record play (Play)

[Bridge]
"Why you sound like you underwater?"
Mmm, baby, vibe, don’t bother (Don’t bother)
She say, "Words matter more than the flow"
But I let the hi-hat roll (Roll, roll, roll)

[Hook]
She like, "Boy, what you mean?" (What you mean?)
I be mumblin’ in my sleep (In my sleep)
She say, "Talk clear to me" (Talk clear)
But the vibe still put her at ease (At ease)
Mmm, mmm, can’t decode my sound (Sound)
Mmm, mmm, but she stick around (Round)
Even when my words all drown (Drown)
She love how the bass just pound (Woo, woo, woo)

[Outro]
(Yeahhh… mmm, ayy… uhh, skrrt, woo)
She don’t get my lines, but she feel my soul (Feel it)
Words unclear, but the love still whole (Whole)
(What? huh? yeah… mumble mumble…)

Say What?

Searching through the haze, chasing sparks that never last. Satisfied (Too Soon) is a moody trap confession — a journey through lost nights, fleeting highs, and the tease of finally finding a spark.

Satisfied (Too Soon)

[Intro]
Spotlight’s on, the bass is low,
Her energy’s fire, she’s ready to go.
Confidence drippin’, attitude bold,
She moves like she’s made of gold.

[Verse 1]
Every step she takes, the world stops to stare,
Owning her space, like there’s no one there.
No shame, no fear, she runs the show,
Every move electric, letting it flow.

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s not lust, it’s pure control,
She’s got that rhythm that shakes the soul.
No limits, no walls anymore,
Damn, get down on that floor.

[Chorus]
Damn, get down on that floor,
Show ‘em all what confidence is for.
Power in her body, fire in her core,
Damn, get down—get down on that floor!

She’s unstoppable, fierce to the core,
Owning her freedom, wanting more.
Damn, get down on that floor,
Let the world feel what she’s fighting for!

[Verse 2]
Head high, eyes locked in heat,
Every motion feels like a heartbeat.
She’s not here to please, she’s here to rise,
Power and beauty, no disguise.

[Pre-Chorus]
When she moves, the lights all fade,
Every doubt she’s ever had gets slayed.
Strength in motion, nothing more,
Damn, get down on that floor.

[Chorus]
Damn, get down on that floor,
Show ‘em all what confidence is for.
Power in her body, fire in her core,
Damn, get down—get down on that floor!

She’s unstoppable, fierce to the core,
Owning her freedom, wanting more.
Damn, get down on that floor,
Let the world feel what she’s fighting for!

[Bridge]
She’s been judged, she’s been told to stay small,
But tonight, she’s breaking it all.
Every move a statement, every step a roar,
She’s the storm they can’t ignore.

[Final Chorus]
Damn, get down on that floor,
Show ‘em all what confidence is for.
Power in her body, fire in her core,
Damn, get down—get down on that floor!

She’s a queen, she’s a warrior, she’s more—
Damn, get down on that floor!

[Outro]
She’s free now, stronger than before,
Damn… get down on that floor.

Damn, Get Down on That Floor

Never Stop

feel ya

Hotel

Doors swing wide, crowd surge like a wave
Spotlights hit the aisle like a neon grave
Flat screens shining like a frontline prize
We bleed for pixels under blackout skies

Midnight riot when the price tags drop
Bodies hit the floor for the deal on top
Shopping carts crash like a metal stampede
Greed in the veins, adrenaline feed
Box cutters flash like the steel they hide
Consumer combat in a corporate tide
Wallets stay empty but the rage stays full
Every step forward feels criminal
Broken displays on the aisle tile spread
Some fight for the screen, others fight for the bread
Security screaming but the crowd don’t fold
Black Friday anthem making hearts go cold
Doors blow open like a warzone blast
Race to the shelf, pray you’re not last
Shoving through the neon, stepping on fear
Violence on sale makes the motive clear

We bleed for pixels, claw for the beam
Boxing gloves replace credit cards in the scheme
Flat screens shining like a battlefield dream
Black Friday turns angels into a violent team

Sirens echo through the checkout line
Breath turns sharp like a dollar sign
Fists swing wild where the discounts sit
Brand new TV with a fresh-made split
People trade bruises for a limited roll
Deal of the year costing half their soul
Bags get torn, elbows crack
One wrong move and the pack attacks
Corporate banners wave like flags of death
Shoppers inhale chaos with every breath
Price slash painted on the wall like blood
Crowd moves heavy like a warehouse flood
Screens ain’t healing what the week destroyed
But people fight hard for the void they avoid
Metal rails rattle with the weight of the crowd
Everyone violent, everyone loud

We bleed for pixels, claw for the beam
Boxing gloves replace credit cards in the scheme
Flat screens shining like a battlefield dream
Black Friday turns angels into a violent team

Sunrise hits when the damage is done
Bruises get counted like the sale we won
Screens in bags but the eyes still lost
Victory hollow when you see the cost
Tape on the floor marks where bodies fell
Echoes of the frenzy still ring like hell
Debt climbs high though the cart looks full
Consumer hunger stays powerful
Corporations watch from an office view
Feeding the fights we already knew
People leave dragging what they grabbed fast
Breathing in smoke from the chaos passed
Flat screens buzzing in a silent room
But the violence lingers like a neon bloom
We fought for a glow that won’t fill the pain
And we’ll do it again when the signs explain

We bleed for pixels, claw for the beam
Boxing gloves replace credit cards in the scheme
Flat screens shining like a battlefield dream
Black Friday turns angels into a violent team

Neon flickers on abandoned carts
Price tags fade but the hunger restarts
Flat screens humming with a cold blue light
Another sale coming, another long night

Fight for Flat Screens

Canadian Maple

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Damn, Get Down on That Floor

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