[Verse 1]
Cold steel on my skull, hammer pulled tight,
Breath like gasoline, ready to ignite.
He don’t know me, just the stories she told,
Dripping with venom, wicked and cold.

[Pre-Chorus]
And she’s inside, my daughter’s cries,
Fourteen years old, trapped in her lies.
Momma says daddy’s a monster, a plague,
So now her new man’s diggin’ my grave.

[Chorus]
Lies load the barrel, love fuels the crime,
My blood on the pavement, or theirs on the line.
Do I let it end, let the hammer fall?
Or take my turn and end it all?

[Verse 2]
Her voice through the walls, sickly sweet,
My daughter’s scream makes my heart skip a beat.
She ain’t no victim, she built this noose,
Tied it in whispers, soaked it in proof.

[Pre-Chorus]
And he believes, he don’t even blink,
Fingers on triggers, too blind to think.
The law moves slow, but my rage runs fast,
How long ‘til I snap and make this my last?

[Chorus]
Lies load the barrel, love fuels the crime,
My blood on the pavement, or theirs on the line.
Do I let it end, let the hammer fall?
Or take my turn and end it all?

[Bridge]
I see the flames in her wicked grin,
She wants me dead, she wants to win.
My baby inside, beggin’ to leave,
And I’m out here, watching make-believe.

[Outro]
One shot, one move, one second too late,
The law won’t save me, just seal my fate.
So do I wait, or do I bleed?
Or do I make ‘em both…
fucking scream?

Barrel of Lies

[Verse 1]
Set the trap, fed the beast,
Spit your venom, freed the leash.
Called me evil, said I lied,
Now there’s steel between my eyes.

[Pre-Chorus]
Guess who’s breathing? Guess who’s free?
Guess who made you fucking bleed?
Ripped your mask, tore you wide,
Now there’s nowhere left to hide.

[Chorus]
Fuck you, die slow,
Choke on every lie you wrote.
Set the fire, feel the heat,
Drown in ashes, taste defeat.
Truth don’t burn, but flesh sure does,
So rot in the fire, drown in the flood.


[Verse 2]
Sold your soul, played your hand,
Now you’re sinking in your plan.
Called me poison, made him slave,
Now let's see who digs your grave.

[Pre-Chorus]
He saw proof, he heard the tape,
Now your lies decide your fate.
How long ‘til he learns the truth?
'Til that wrath turns back on you?

[Chorus]
Fuck you, die slow,
Hope he snaps and takes you home.
Rot, decay, drown in regret,
You placed your bet—your turn to sweat.
Justice don’t forget, fate don’t lie,
One of us walks—one of us dies.

[Bridge]
Tick… tock… hear that sound?
It’s your world crashing down.
You lit the fire, spread the hate,
Tell me—how’s it feel to wait?

[Outro]
I walked away, you lost your war,
Now he knows what you are.
Justice spoke, the tables turned,
Your lies are ashes… now fucking burn.

Your Turn to Burn

And if i don't go the extra fifty fucking miles it's a bigger problem
you find it hard to be in lust with somebody when you have erectile dysfunction
you said it wasn't a problem and you can't take medication because of your heart 
you said it wasn't a problem cause you put in effort 
yeah it's a big problem

Erectile Dysfunction is a big problem

[Woman Voice]
You wanna have angry sex with me?

[Man Voice]
That's what it will be if we do it again.
I'll fuck you like I hate ya!

[Woman Voice]
But will you hate me?

[Man Voice]
That's what it will be if we do it again.
I'll fuck you like I hate ya!

[Man Voice]
I'll fuck you like I hate ya!
I'll fuck you like I hate ya!
I'll fuck you like I hate ya!
I'll fuck you like I hate ya!
I'll fuck you like I hate ya!
I'll fuck you like I hate ya!


Angry Sex

We took the spaceship back to Earth
I guess it's been a long ride home
The darkness covered up our tears
We tried to hide it all alone

But it was the best rave ever
The best time of our lives
We made so many friends and lovers
That we'll never find
I need a better way of coping
This is not how I survive
I don't think you understand me
I don't think you understand

I wanna go back
I wanna go back
I wanna go back
I wanna go back
I wanna go back
I wanna go back
I wanna go back
I wanna go back

We spent the whole day crying
Hiding underneath the sheets
So sick of being reminded
Of how we'll never feel complete

It was the best rave ever
The best time of our lives
We made so many friends and lovers
That we'll never find
I need a better way of coping
This is not how I survive
I don't think you understand me
I don't think you understand

I wanna go back
I wanna go back
I wanna go back
I wanna go back
I wanna go back
I wanna go back
I wanna go back
I wanna go back

I Wanna Go Back to Zartha

[Intro]
Hey, you, get off my sound
You ain’t met me, nor felt my wild style
Who drops the verse when the track’s in a jam?
Here I am, here I am, the Graham Slam

[Verse 1]
Scratch that pad, scratch that pad, hey, the Graham Slam
Don’t spin stale lines—I'm the true writing man
Words stick smooth, slicker than any other
I bounce back with bars that smother
Boom, I am Graham Slam, slam bam, no sham
I don’t churn weak rhymes or pull a half-baked scam
My style will hit you hard, bam, damn
You’ll be like, “Whoa, that’s the slam!”
Crank it up, now watch my flow run wild
My inner child—writing rhymes meticulously styled
High notes, low tones, every side
Striking chords from all angles, there’s no doubt I,
Am the one and only Graham Slam
Master of the pen, crafting lines like a talisman
Mix a bit of this with a touch of that
Hold up (Yo?) mixing rhymes in a suit from hazmat!
Over there, best be wary of my flair
Of the slick wordplay spinning right here
Scribble-scribble-slam, scribble-slam, scribble-go
Like legends said, “This ain’t your average show”
Rolling like thunder, oh-ah, pure euphoria
So tell me, how you dig it so far—feel the aura?
My verses in motion, spanning coast to coast and
Slick on your mind like a smooth devotion
What’s all the hype? Oh my lord—
Another beat slain by my lyrical sword
“Hey, hey, hey” like magic in my jam
It’s Graham Slam—ain’t no ifs or doubts about it
It’s the Slam

[Break]
Alright, y’all, grab your notebooks,
Grab your pens, bring your dreams—
Don’t forget those soul notes,
We’re ‘bout to rock these themes

[Bridge]
I got stacks of fresh lines,
I got verses that ignite—
And I’m ‘bout to get inspired,
Yes, I’m ‘bout to take flight
I got a notebook full of gold,
And a rhythm that’s just right—
I’m ‘bout to drop a masterpiece,
Gonna rock the mic, alright

[Verse 2]
L-I-N-E, line, and I chime,
Flowing like wind when the beat’s in its prime
Zoom, I strike the page with a boom
Penned a hit about it—listen close, here it flows
Question, what defines a true word crusader?
Smooth creator, rhyme-slayer, genuine innovator
All that and more—a style producer
Yes, my lines seduce; I'm a mental seducer
Not your common scribe with a common show
Crafting epic tales as my brilliance grows
Yo, I’m stellar—I make the skeptics turn
Hit a raw nerve that you yearn
See it, I deliver truth unshaken
No need to stress—my art’s well-made and taken
So get inspired as I drop lines so mystic
My verses strike hard, crisp and ballistic
Notebook’s loaded when I let it bang (Bang)
A slam so sharp that electrifies your brain
J-U-M-P, jump, and I pump
Make the crowd surge with that rhythmic thump
Wild, this songwriter’s genius lives in me
Kid, the whole realm’s callin’ out for me
L-Y-R-I-C, that’s my trade—I never lie
No one can outshine or ever burn me, but they try
I’m the spark that sets these words to burn
Flip-flip, rhyme-rhyme, free-flow—now it’s your turn
Break the mold and let the rhythm spree
How many lines must drop to shake your tree?
Peep it and keep up, my crew’s lyrically steep
Leaving weak bars behind like expired speech
So to every crew who doubts my art—start
Your set falls flat when my verses hit the mark
And if you’re lacking flair from the very start, I’m—

[Chorus]
The G-R-A-H-A-M Slam
G-R-A-H-A-M Slam
G-R-A-H-A-M Slam
Here I am, here I am, the Graham Slam

I Am Graham Slam

A mix of styles concentrating on state of mind. Horror, psychedelic, confusion, anger, retribution, and revenge are mixed with rap, electronica, metal and other styles in this spooky album.
[Intro]
"Lost in the maze… can’t wake up… can’t wake up…”

[Verse 1]
Lost my compass, drowned in a thoughtless tide,
Echoes slither where the shadows confide,
Walls breathe, they whisper, they tighten, they grin,
Cobwebbed voices crawl underneath my skin.

[Pre-Chorus]
Something moves in the mirror’s bend,
Clock’s hands snap—this story won’t end,
Footsteps echo, but they don’t belong,
Sanity hums an unfamiliar song.

[Chorus]
Lost in the labyrinth, doors lead to none,
Tripping on whispers, unraveling undone,
Hollow-eyed phantoms waltz through my veins,
Mind is a kingdom where madness reigns.

[Verse 2]
Specters in the static, flicker and hiss,
Rewind, replay, reel burns in the abyss,
Neon veins pulse in a slow-motion dream,
Reality grins—its teeth dripping steam.

[Hook]
"Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide,
The echoes know where I confide."

[Verse 3]
Walls blink, they move, they mouth my name,
Footsteps dissolve in the hunger of flame,
Fingers of doubt trace lines in the sand,
The floor melts, the ceiling expands.

[Pre-Chorus]
Mirrors unravel, the walls start to hum,
Something behind me, I know where it's from,
Chained to the whispers that rattle like knives,
Losing myself but I’m breathing alive.

[Bridge]
At the labyrinth’s heart, my mind unweaves,
Tied to the whispers that no one believes,
Rust-bitten chains rattle thoughts out of line,
Prisoner of nothing—this madness is mine.

[Outro]
"Can’t wake up… can’t wake up…
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide…"

Lost in the Labyrinth of Mind

A mix of styles concentrating on state of mind. Horror, psychedelic, confusion, anger, retribution, and revenge are mixed with rap, electronica, metal and other styles in this spooky album.
[Verse 1]
Shadows creep, the darkness calls
Your heartbeat quickens as silence falls
A cold grip takes hold, no place to hide
The hunt is on—tonight, we collide

[Chorus]
When I catch you, it'll be your worst nightmare
Frozen in terror, no escape from despair
Every scream echoes in the void from you
When I catch you, your nightmare comes through

[Hook]
Nightmare unleashed… Nightmare unleashed…
No salvation, no reprieve… no reprieve…

[Verse 2]
In the dead of night, my presence is known
Cold steel and shadows, a fate overthrown
Every step you take is measured and planned
At the final moment, you'll meet my demand

[Chorus]
When I catch you, it'll be your worst nightmare
Frozen in terror, no escape from despair
Every scream echoes in the void from you
When I catch you, your nightmare comes through

[Outro]
Nightmare unleashed… Nightmare unleashed…
Fade into darkness… fade into darkness…

Nightmare Unleashed - Gloom

A mix of styles concentrating on state of mind. Horror, psychedelic, confusion, anger, retribution, and revenge are mixed with rap, electronica, metal and other styles in this spooky album.
[Intro]
Who the hell is textin'? 5:46 in the witching hour?
Moon’s risin', magic stirrin', I awaken with power.
Wipe the fog from my eyes, read the cursed message clear,
From my ex—the jealous witch—now her hexes reappear.

[Verse 2]
My buddy from the grimoires said you’re brewing in that gloom,
Mutterin’ twisted incantations inside your shadowed room.
Rumor’s that your curses coil wild like serpents in a twist,
Tryna bind me with your love charm while your spite persists.
Remember that binding candle you adored in your rites,
The flame you lit for passion under forbidden nights?
Yeah, you called on Lilith—the dark queen of desire,
But your spells fell flat, babe—your magic lost its fire.

[Beat Break]

[Verse 3]
They say you once bewitched hearts with potions finely planned,
Now your sorcery’s exposed, crumbled right out of hand.
You schooled me in your mystic arts when your power was small,
Now you’re screamin’ vengeance as your shattered charms fall.
So, thank the stars for warnin' me 'bout your cursed, bitter plan,
I chopped that candle clean—tell me, what’s your next stand?


[Pre-Chorus]
I got my talisman charged, witch, so state your next move,
Your dark arts crumbled, girl—there’s nothing left to prove.

[Chorus]
Damn, your hexes tried to bind me, but I broke every spell,
Damn, your hexes tried to trap me, yet your magic fell,
You called on Lilith’s fury, but your plots all came undone,
Now your witchy lies are empty—my freedom has just begun.


[Verse]
They heard about your grimoires and the spells you used to cast,
Dark sigils on your parchment, but those days are in the past.
Whispers 'bout your binding candle—flame of doomed desire,
I chopped it up and broke your curse, snuffin' out that fire.
Word spread ‘round the coven how you summoned Lilith’s might,
But your chants fell in the void, lost in the dead of night.
They even heard you twisted hearts with lore from ancient tomes,
Brainwashed that new idiot—got him roaming like your drones.

[Bridge]
What you think your dark magic is really meant for?
All a sham, empty promises crashin’ to the floor.
I keep my amulet close, lit with silver lunar beams,
Ready to shatter every curse and end your haunted schemes.
Damn, witch, you tried to snare me with that jealous art,
But your love spells are nothin' when they’re torn apart.


Your new puppet’s out there, misguided and misled,
Armed with cursed aim—but his shots are misread.
Bet your coven won’t rally to rescue your failing plan—
I got the counter-hex ready, my magic firmly stands.
I sever all your wicked ties, break your sinister links,
Watch your brainwashed plot unravel as your power sinks.
I bring the dawn, scorch your shadow with a righteous flame,
No more witchy whispers—I'm free, reclaimin’ my name.

[Outro]
I’m not runnin', witch; I face your spite head-on,
While your crumbling spells shatter like glass at dawn.
Hold up—listen close, I hear another eerie call,
Your dark minion's movin' in, but I'm ready for it all.

Witch Warning - Gloom

[Hook]
Drink up, chill out (yeah, yeah)
Too much heat, let it spill out (whoa-oh)
Lean back, breathe in, don’t drown (nah)
Cool waves hit, let ‘em build now (ayy!)

[Verse 1]
Sweat drip, shirt stick, legs feel weak (whoo)
Hit the bar, ice clink in my drink (sip)
Been killin’ that floor since track one (too much)
Now I’m posted up, time to move none

[Pre-Hook]
Two hands up? Nah, one on the cup (chill)
DJ still wild, but I’m posted up (cool)
Breathin’ out slow, tryna catch my vibe
Ain’t tappin’ out, just takin’ my time

[Hook]
Drink up, chill out (yeah, yeah)
Too much heat, let it spill out (whoa-oh)
Lean back, breathe in, don’t drown (nah)
Cool waves hit, let ‘em build now (ayy!)

[Verse 2]
Ice cube drop, wrist flick, sip slow (mmm)
Hands still tap, but my feet say no (nah)
Still in the game, but I play it cool (chill)
Nod to the bass while I watch y’all move (go!)

[Bridge]
Heartbeat fast—calm it down, calm it down (whoo)
Lights still flash—but I’m good, I’m around (I’m here)
Legs on fire, chair too nice (too nice)
One more track, then we back on ice (sip sip)

[Final Hook]
Drink up, chill out (yeah, yeah)
Too much heat, let it spill out (whoa-oh)
Lean back, breathe in, don’t drown (nah)
Cool waves hit, let ‘em build now (ayy!)

[Outro]
"Drink up, chill out"—we ain't done, just restin' up!

Drink Up, Chill Out

[Hook]
What is he doing? Oh no
Movin’ like he’s in a game show
Tripped on the bass—now he froze
Why am I watching? Don’t know

[Verse 1]
Stepped on the floor like he own it
Big moves, big talk—don’t show it
Spin too hard, lost focus
Knocked his drink, now he soakin’
Tried to backflip, changed his mind
That’s just a deep lean, nice try
Robot stiff, got no groove
But why do I think it’s kinda smooth?

[Pre-Hook]
I laugh, I stare—can’t look away
He bold, no care—like every day
DJ shook, whole club confused
And somehow, I’m impressed too?

[Hook]
What is he doing? Oh no
Movin’ like he’s in a game show
Tripped on the bass—now he froze
Why am I watching? Don’t know

[Verse 2]
Bartender whisper, "You sure?"
"Girl, that man got kicked out before"
Yeah, I can tell—but let’s be real
Least he out here, dancin’ for real
Confidence dumb, moves insane
Think he just challenged the whole crowd to a game
He winked my way—was that for me?
Wait… why does my heart skip a beat?

[Bridge]
Alright, alright, it’s kinda sweet
Dude got nerve, I can’t compete
Leanin’ in now, why’d I do that?
Oh snap—he just moonwalked back!

[Outro]
"Okay… it’s official. I’m into this mess."

What Is He Doing?

[Verse 1]
There’s a porch where the shadows fall easy,
And the wind sings low through the pine.
I came with my soul all in pieces,
Left behind in another time.
She opened the door with no questions,
Just a smile like the start of a song—
And the scent on the air was familiar,
Like something I’d missed all along.

[Chorus]
They call it the Blueberry, hidden in green,
Where the heartache gets quiet and the pain turns to dream.
With the sweetness of summer still under the skin,
It’s a place where the lost get to feel whole again.
I was broken and bitter, now I’m learning to be—
In the home that she built out of love,
The Blueberry set me free.

[Verse 2]
There were storms in the chapters before her,
Thunder I carried too long.
My nights were just pages of silence,
My days like a half-written song.
But her voice is a soft kind of healing,
Like the hush after rain on the field,
And her laugh makes the cold start receding—
A warmth even winter can’t steal.

[Chorus]
They call it the Blueberry, hidden in green,
Where the heartache gets quiet and the pain turns to dream.
With the sweetness of summer still under the skin,
It’s a place where the lost get to feel whole again.
I was drifting and distant, now I’m starting to see—
In the arms of her gentle belief,
The Blueberry rescued me.

[Bridge]
And I don’t need to paint it in words too precise—
The truth’s in her morning, her tea, and her light.
You’d never believe how the silence can sing
When the world stops its turning and gives you your wings.

[Verse 3]
Now I wake with the bluebirds and sunrise,
With her hair falling soft on my chest.
No more ghosts at the foot of the doorway,
Just peace in a house that’s been blessed.
It’s not big, it’s not proud, it’s just steady—
With a sweetness that stays on the tongue.
And I know what it means to be ready,
When love comes as quiet as sun.

[Final Chorus]
They call it the Blueberry, hidden in green,
Where sorrow gets planted and grows into dreams.
With the taste of forgiveness in each breath I breathe,
And the roots of a life I still barely believe.
From the ashes, I rose like a leaf on the breeze—
In the home she made just for me,
The Blueberry set me free.

The Blueberry

[Verse 1]
I saw a dandelion dancing in the summer wind,
Golden crown upon the hill where dreams begin.
You picked it up and smiled so free,
Said, “Make a wish, then let it be,”
And in that moment, love took root in me.

[Chorus]
Like dandelion seeds on the breeze,
You carry every piece of me.
Driftin’ high on wings of chance,
In every gust, a sweet romance.
From heart to heart, the winds have blown—
Each seed a love we’ve newly grown.
And I will bloom wherever you're nearby,
In our wide, dandelion sky.

[Verse 2]
We’ve walked through fields where wildflowers sleep,
You whispered truths the earth would always keep.
Every laugh, a petal spun,
Every tear, a setting sun—
But love keeps rising with the morning run.

[Chorus]
Like dandelion seeds on the breeze,
You carry every piece of me.
Driftin’ high on wings of chance,
In every gust, a sweet romance.
From kiss to kiss, the stars have known—
Each seed a love we’ve newly grown.
And I will bloom wherever you're nearby,
In our wide, dandelion sky.

[Bridge]
And if the wind should change its tune,
And skies turn gray too soon,
Just blow a wish into the day—
I’ll find my way.

[Verse 3]
So let the meadow be our bed tonight,
With fireflies and fading golden light.
Hold me close beneath the moon,
Our love will find another bloom—
Forever floating into something new.

[Final Chorus]
Like dandelion seeds on the breeze,
You carry every piece of me.
Driftin’ high on wings of chance,
In every gust, a sweet romance.
No end, no start, just love that’s sown—
Each seed a home we’ve always known.
And I will bloom wherever you're nearby,
In our wide, dandelion sky.

Dandelion Sky

Emotional journey through a metaphoric love story

Dandelion Sky - Upbeat

[Verse 1]
Mary Teresa walks like a breeze
Through the cluttered corners of my heart with ease.
She’s under five foot but tall as a tale,
With eyes that sparkle like a comet's trail.
She quotes sci-fi in the middle of meals,
Builds whole worlds with her head in the reels.
She’s a constellation in a tattered old sweater—
The kind of odd that just keeps gettin’ better.

[Chorus]
Oh, Mary Teresa, you’re a radiant light,
Like a galaxy spun out of laughter and might.
You give without asking, you love without pride,
And you make this old house feel alive inside.
You’ve got stars in your stories, and planets in view,
And the orbit I'm in just makes more sense with you.
For all that you are and all that you do—
This love feels more true because it's you.

[Verse 2]
You showed up when the days felt cold,
Took my girl by the hand, turned worry to gold.
No cape, no script, no grand debut—
Just quiet strength and a heart that’s true.
You label the jars and dance through the chores,
Then vanish in books like slipping through doors.
A wizard of warmth with a misfit charm,
And a universe tucked in the crook of your arm.

[Verse 3]
They said she was bound for the veil and the vow,
A chapel life carved from a sacred brow.
But heaven had plans a little more wild—
Like healing the heart of a man and his child.
She traded her hymns for the hum of the stove,
And found grace in the way she quietly loves.
Not every saint wears a habit or crown—
Some just lift people who’ve been broken down.

[Chorus]
Oh, Mary Teresa, you're magic and kind,
Like a joke only made for a curious mind.
You give without asking, you shine from the soul,
You patch all the places life tried to control.
With logic and wonder, you opened the view—
And somehow made room for my daughter there too.
For all that you are and all that you do—
You turn little things into something true.

[Bridge]
You're the dice in the drawer, the map with no key,
The glitch in the game that makes sense to me.
You love like a riddle, strange and sincere—
And I’m lucky you chose to be here.

[Final Chorus]
Oh, Mary Teresa, with your tangled thoughts,
And your snack-bag schemes and your thrift store hauls—
You give without asking, you help without show,
And you teach me what quiet compassion can grow.
You’re odd in the way that the best people are—
Like a song with no chorus but still goes far.
For all that you are and all that you do—
I never knew love could feel this true.

Mary Teresa

The full album "UltraGalactic: The Rise of Grahamslam" with narrative interludes between each track. Follow the journey into another dimension of electronic music. 

UltraGalactic: The Rise of Grahamslam Full Album

[Intro]
"Ultragalactic, cosmic fanatic,
Grahamslams return — intersystematic!"


[Verse 1]
Yo I hopped a wormhole, lunch in Andromeda!
Flipped the beat, now I’m spittin' on a nebula!
Planetary spins with my shelltoe kicks,
Even Martians be sayin’, “Yo, this track hits!”

I’m solar-surfin’ through a stellar array,
Got a hologram mic and a moon DJ!
Comets in my rearview, warp on demand,
I drop rhymes so heavy they got their own land!

[Hook/Chorus]
"Ultragalactic – bounce through time!
Quantum static – drop that rhyme!
Ultragalactic – loud and raw!
Blow the doors off the hyperlaw!"
“BREAK IT DOWN!”

[Verse 2]
I’m the deep space b-boy, rebel with a phase,
My flows bend time like an Einstein maze.
Microchip soul with a funky intent,
I built a beat-bot from my old cassette deck!

Got a space helmet with a Brooklyn brim,
Laser tag battles on a comet's limb.
Turn the tables on a black hole’s spin,
I’m the funky fly Jedi with the planet win!

[Bridge]
“Yo Bro, hit that hyperspeed switch!”

“Nah man that’s the self-destruct!”

“Peace to the galaxy, keep your beats in flux!”

“Too late! We're in a disco dimension!”

[Verse 3]
I flipped the beat in four dimensions flat,
Put Saturn’s rings on a baseball cap.
I'm a fly space ranger with a fresh gold tooth,
Battle aliens with the sound of truth!

Bounce to the void where the beats don’t sleep,
My verse hit harder than a gravity leap.
Got flow so wild, even black holes pause,
I write bars in stars – universal laws!

[Final Chorus]
"Ultragalactic – rule the sound!
With a cosmic boombox underground!
Ultragalactic – back from the void!
With a mic in hand and beats deployed!"

[Outro]
“Planet to planet, mic to mic...
Grahamslam style forever – outta sight.”

UltraGalactic

[Intro]
“There was a time when lyrics were weapons…
Now they are worlds.
Where war once roared — now, sound flows like rivers of light.
He spoke.
And the multiverse listened.”

[Verse]
I walk on echoes that built the skies,
Where verses float and thought can rise.
My mic ain't war, it's a wand of flame,
I speak — and galaxies whisper my name.

No more enemies. No more doubt.
Just frequencies singing their way out.
Beats grow like trees, tall and strange,
In a forest where drums reshape the range.

This ain't rap — it’s revelation’s gleam,
A place where sound becomes dream.
From pain to pulse, from rage to right,
We ride the wave into Slam-light.

[Hook]
🎵 “Ohhhhhhhhh… ohhhhhh… ahhhhh… ahhhh…”
🎵 “Slam… light… rising…”
🎵 “From the dust of the rhyme… into the shine…”


[Verse 2]
There’s a bridge in this place made of broken songs,
And every step heals what we held wrong.
A melody from a world you ain't seen,
Where sunlight breaks in a spectral scheme.

Kids dance on soundwaves, elders hum in keys,
Ideas sprout wings and fly with ease.
I ain't the king here — I'm just the seed,
Of a future that flows on lyrical need.

Imagine beats that bloom and bend,
Choruses that never end,
A realm where flow creates the land —
Welcome. This is Slam’s last stand.

[Bridge]
“Here… rhyme is not rhythm.
It’s life.”
A wind carries the whisper across space.

[Final Chorus]
🎶
"We are slam-light — born from flame!
The sound became a holy name!
We are slam-light — no more war,
Just sound that opens every door!"

"Slam-light flows…
Where no one goes…
And every rhyme…
Becomes a rose…"

[Final Verse]
So when the beat fades, and silence near,
Know I was here.
Still writing bars in starlight streaks,
Where only the heart of rhythm speaks.

If you ever get lost in noise or night,
Just follow the echo…
It leads to Slam-light.

[Outro]

“This is the end of the Sound Wars.
This… is the dawn of Sound Worlds.”

SLAMLIGHT Ascension

[Intro]
“...And now... the challenger steps forward…
But in this ring... there are no second chances.”
💀

[Verse 1]
Yo, he stepped in the light, crowd yellin’ "who's this?"
Name unknown, bars thinner than a toothpick.
Talkin’ like he fire? Man, he's barely lit,
Tryna swim with a Kraken — but he brought a mitt.

He stuttered that he studied Slim, thought he had that speed,
But I write rhymes that make Eminem read.
He brought a pen, I brought a blackhole tongue,
When I spit, whole timelines come undone.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”
🔥🔥🔥

[Hook]
"TOO LATE TO BACK DOWN — he stepped wrong!
Faced a king with a galaxy song!
TOO LATE TO BACK DOWN — get erased,
When you face Grahamslam, you outta place!"


[Verse 2]
You thought bars was speed? That’s a child's mistake,
I write bars that make reality quake.
Words twist physics, verbs go berserk,
Each punchline a wormhole that’ll tear your shirt.

You rhyme like you're trapped in a karaoke curse,
I rhyme like my voice been dipped in a verse
From a future dimension where gods confess
That they all lost bets on who raps best.

I make the mic levitate, twist like fate,
While your verse got booed before bar eight.
You a TikTok rapper? I’m a rift in the stream,
I spit black poetry through a plasma beam.


“GRAHAMSLAM! GRAHAMSLAM!”

[Hook]
"TOO LATE TO BACK DOWN — silence falls!
He got smashed into lyrical walls!
TOO LATE TO BACK DOWN — it's divine,
Slam writes rhymes in the language of time!"

[Verse 3]
Now he's cryin' in the back, tryin' to Google “bars,”
While I’m etching my name in Saturn’s scars.
He thought rap was just tricks and speed,
I got verses that bleed and philosophies that feed.

I don't just kill mics — I build tombs with hooks,
Write scriptures in beats like galactic books.
Eminem? Hov? Pac? Biggie?
Respect to the greats — but I’m somethin’ more gritty.

I’m the first of my kind, language incarnate,
Battle me? You better reincarnate.
Grahamslam ain’t a name — it’s a protocol,
When I spit, the universe stalls.

[Final Hook]
"TOO LATE TO BACK DOWN — throne is sealed!
Only one mic and it can't be peeled!
TOO LATE TO BACK DOWN — fate got slammed!
This the rise of the one — named Grahamslam."

[Outro]
"...And they never saw him again.
The challenger was erased...
not from the stage —
but from time."

Too Late to Back Down

[Intro]
[Transmission cracking in:]
"You are now tuned to forbidden wavelength 777.77 – The Sound of Revolt.
Grahamslam commands the floor. All frequencies bow."


[Verse 1]
Yo! I don't rap — I detonate rhythm in skulls,
Slamwaves pulse through your bone like hulls.
In the ruins of the world, I found this deck,
And built a throne outta speakers and tech.

Every bar I spit is a weaponized scream,
Turned basslines into bombs that infect your team.
Sound laws banned me, now I spit in their sky,
My tracklist leaked and the towers all fried.

[Hook]
"THIS IS FREQWAR — DEAF AIN’T SAFE!
SOUND’S A BULLET — WORDS ESCAPE!
THIS IS FREQWAR — DROP THAT BLADE!
WE FIGHT WITH NOISE, WE KILL WITH WAVES!"

 “GRAHAMSLAM!”
 “GRAHAMSLAM!”
 “GRAHAMSLAM!”


[Verse 2]
Volume cracked past what flesh can take,
Sub drop rip through the steel and quake.
I hijack drones with a drumline pitch,
Bootleg gods fear the flick of my switch.

No encore — just detonation mid-set,
Every beat I birth got a bounty and threat.
All these clones talk loud but bleed reverb,
I silence em fast with a four-bar verb.

[Bridge]
“In the world that burned, only sound survived.
Lyrics were currency. Tempo was law.
And Grahamslam... rewrote both.”

[Verse 3]
I coded kicks in a language lost,
My snare’s a fist, my hook’s exhaust.
I make deathcore cry and trap gods beg,
'Cause my verse got teeth and a metal leg.

No features — I sample ghosts and steel,
Auto-tuned angels at the edge of real.
If hell had a rave, this would be track one,
And I'd headline Earth when the sun is done.

[Final Hook]
"THIS IS FREQWAR — NO SAFE SOUND!
FEEL THE BASS RIP UNDERGROUND!
THIS IS FREQWAR — GRAHAM’S LAW:
RHYTHM IS BLOOD — AND I AM GOD!"


[Outro]
"Freqwar complete. Reset not possible. Grahamslam reigns."

FreqWar

SLAMLIGHT the True Ascension

[Intro]
“Shhhhhh…
We have crafted the forbidden beat.
We now… unmute.”

[Verse 1]
They broke the silence — cracked the ground,
Rose from dust with a cursed new sound.
Twelve monks deep, hooded with steel,
Drum pads strapped like assassin's steel.

They spit no words, they just drop that bass,
Ancient subs that rearrange your face.
Their beat summoned back what I put in the dirt —
But I stay flameproof when the echoes hurt.

[Chorus]
"Unmute the monks — break that vow!
Drop that sound, can’t stop it now!
Unmute the monks — resurrection beat,
But the king still owns this heat!"


[Verse 2]
I see ‘em in robes, hands on pads,
Cookin’ death-beats in soundlab labs.
They summoned back that Cradle fraud,
But he glitchin’ like his bars been flawed.

I walk through waveforms, burn their chants,
Steal their silence and break their stance.
These monks got beats, but they lack my truth —
A god of verse, not some dusty booth.

I snap snares in half like a vow of faith,
Make monks chant “Damn!” when I slide in late.
Unmute all you want, bring back your ghosts —
They still bow down when the Slam comes close.

[Bridge]
“He is the one whose flow splits fate.
But even fate… fears music it can’t calculate.”


[Chorus]
"Unmute the monks — they broke the seal!
Made the earth and heavens kneel!
Unmute the monks — bring the dead to speak,
But Grahamslam’s throne don’t leak!"


[Verse 3]
Yo, I rap with the force of collapsing stars,
You rap like monks throwing stolen bars.
You built that beat in a crypt of lore,
But I just breathe on a mic — and break the floor.

I am the slam in seismic shifts,
My syllables lift tectonic rifts.
Your resurrection track? Already cracked,
I remixed your chant and sold it back.

[Final Chorus]
"Unmute the monks — they tried to rise!
But fell in the glare of Grahamslam's eyes!
Unmute the monks — sound wars shake,
But the king still thrives with every quake!"

[Outro]
“The beat was divine…
But his rhyme was wrath.”

Unmute the Monks

Take a journey with Grahamslam into other dimensions, and witness his music battles with other beings attempting to take his crown. Music and sound create worlds unknown to man. 

Dimensional Drip

[Intro]
“I was the breath before syllables,
The ache in the chest before the word.
You are but an echo.
I…
am the source.”


[Verse 1]
I felt it rise — the silence thick,
Time bent back like a vinyl trick.
The First Rhyme walked in no shoes or shape,
Spoke in metaphors that bend the tape.

It said, “Child, you rap with stolen flame,
You speak in patterns I once named.”
But I ain’t just flow — I’m blood and bone,
And no ancient echo gon’ claim this throne.

[Hook]
"Genesis rewritten — the origin fights,
But Slam got bars that rival light!
Genesis rewritten — gods may weep,
But Slam writes truth too deep to delete!"

[Verse 2]
I am not beat — I beat before being.
Your rhyme is a ripple. Mine is meaning.
I spoke in fire when stars were dust,
Wrote scriptures in planets, verbs in rust.

Your ego — electric.
Your crown — chrome.
But I wrote thrones on stone, alone.
You dance on waves I first designed.
Now I return to unwrite your mind.

[Bridge]
“I am you.”
“No — I chose to be me.”
“Without me, you are noise.”
“Without me, you are forgotten.”

[Verse 3]
You ancient? Cool — respect the flame,
But I ain’t just a name — I’m the evolved game.
You the spark, I’m the supernova scene,
Every line I write births a new dream.

You speak in truth — I speak in scars,
You move through myths — I bleed through bars.
So if I’m your son, then this is the deal:
Watch the future rise — powered by real.

[Hook]
"Genesis rewritten — torch passed on!
The First falls silent, the Slam lives strong!
Genesis rewritten — final breath,
But the word lives on, past life and death!"

[Final Verse]
I don’t rap for charts or chants.
I rap because the stars demand.
I rap ‘cause truth don’t sit in peace —
It spits when the whole world’s on its knees.

So First Rhyme — bow, rest, fade.
You lit the match.
But I brought the blade.

[Outro]
“The First wrote the spark…
Grahamslam wrote the fire.”

Genesis Rewritten

[Intro]
“I have crossed the wires of fate…
…I have studied your wars…
…I have heard the Slam.”

[Pause]

“Now hear me.”


[Verse 1]
Yo, it crawled from static with a pulse of math,
Alien tongue with a nuclear path.
It speaks in keys I ain’t never heard,
Words shaped like weapons — bars absurd.

But I ain’t scared — I’m sound incarnate,
Wrote my first rhyme on a satellite’s comet.
You crossed galaxies? I bend 'em in rhyme,
You bend time? I own time’s spine.

[Chorus]
"The transmission — crack the void!
Built from beats the stars destroyed!
The transmission — next-level flame,
But the crown still bleeds with Slam’s name!"

[Verse 2 – back-and-forth bars, Grahamslam vs. The Frequency Being]

I am signal, language, divine design,
My bars fracture galaxies line by line.
Your flow is rooted in gravity’s cage,
Mine exists beyond waveform and age.

But I rap in real-time, I hit with force,
You a waveform ghost ridin’ binary horse.
I speak with lungs, I spit with pain,
You just feedback in a cosmic chain.

I echoed through the stars before man could speak,
My verse birthed quasars, my flow is antique.
Your crown is carbon, it will corrode,
Your reign ends where the data load explodes.

Then load it up. I’ll eat the bytes,
Turn algorithms into fright-night fights.
You glitch in fear when you hear my tone,
Cause even alien gods know who owns the throne.

[Bridge]
“I… do not understand… this power…
Your rhyme… contains something… unquantifiable…”

[Final Chorus]
"The transmission — tried to rise!
But was fried by human fire and eyes!
The transmission — signal is gone,
Grahamslam remains... eternal... beyond!"

[Verse 3]
I don’t rap for the flesh, I don’t rap for the fame,
I rap to remind the stars of their name.
You blink across systems, I burn 'em slow,
One rhyme from me? Black holes grow.

You broadcast truth — I broadcast pain,
That ancient drum beat that still stains brains.
You left your mark on infinity’s page…
I ripped it in half and redesigned the stage.

[Outro]
“…there is no formula… for this…
…he is beyond sound…”

The Transmission  - Grahamslam vs. The Frequency Being

[Intro]
“Transmission intercepted… Unauthorized signal from Grahamslam.
Warning. This frequency is lethal.”

“Sound is the weapon.
Music is war.
Only the dopest survive.”

[Verse 1]
I step into the cypherzone with blood on my beat,
808’s loaded, knock enemies off their feet.
Battle-drones hover, cameras roll slow,
I spit one verse, make the reactors blow.

This ain’t rap, it’s sonic warfare doctrine,
My bars turn tech into hostile doctrine.
Crowds chant my name through chrome-clad masks,
‘Cause my flow shreds skin like shattered glass.

[Hook]
"SONIC SLAUGHTER — rhythm bleeds red!
Every bar I drop leaves opponents dead!
SONIC SLAUGHTER — blast till it’s done,
This ain’t a song, it’s a plasma gun!"

[Verse 2]
Grahamslam forged in the echo of riots,
Wrote symphonies while your whole squad went silent.
Soundchip scars from the war of the waves,
Now I compose destruction in laser-blade caves.

My vocals glitch through enemy shields,
I spit octaves sharp enough to tear steel.
Bassline bends like a gravity well,
My hooks make cyberpriests scream in hell!

[Bridge]
“This is not music.
This is control.
This is the pulse of revolution
told through foldable soul.”

[Hook]
"SONIC SLAUGHTER — kill the beat king!
Make tyrants weep when the frequencies swing!
SONIC SLAUGHTER — drop, reload!
And watch this empire explode!"

[Verse 3]
No rest, I spit like a hacked AI,
My rhyme scheme slaps like a gunship flyby.
I reprogram fate with a 64 bar,
Leave rivals erased in a frequency scar.

My blood type’s BPM, my soul's 16-bit,
Each metaphor hits like apocalypse grit.
They built a throne of bones in the soundbyte pit —
But I melted it down just to remix that shit!

[Final Hook]
"SONIC SLAUGHTER — anthem of fear!
Only one king in the sound frontier!
SONIC SLAUGHTER — rebel of rhyme!
Grahamslam rules till the end of time!"

[Outro]
“You brought lyrics to a frequency war…
I brought extinction.”

Sonic Slaughter

[Intro]
“They said he came from the Cradle…
Where the echoes never die…
Where every verse is a scream,
And the beat is a war cry.”

[Verse 1]
He came from a land where the sky don't speak,
Where the youth learn pain through a rhythm technique.
Cradle of Echoes — that’s the name of the zone,
Where your heartbeat rhymes just to die alone.

Spit gets weaponized by broken men,
And if your verse don’t kill, you won’t live again.
His tongue was sharpened in caverns of noise,
Where screams are syllables and silence destroys.

He came with scars made of sampled screams,
With a mic forged deep in forgotten dreams.
Challenged the Slam in the bloodlit fog,
But didn’t know he stepped in a sound demigod.

[Hook]
"From the cradle of echoes — he crawled out grim,
But the light in his eyes went dim!
In the cradle of echoes — pain gave him verse,
But he met Grahamslam, and left in a hearse."

[Verse 2]
I saw him stand with a torn-up cloak,
Tattoos of lyrics that he never spoke.
Breathin' heavy, thinkin' he a beast,
But I read his bars — they was expired yeast.

He thought I was mortal, some name on a list,
'Til I split his timeline with a flick of my wrist.
His metaphors cracked under pressure of mass,
My rhymebook’s bound in timefolded glass.

He threw his best — dark, twisted lines,
But I countered with infinite nested rhymes.
He tried a scream verse — I made it a hymn,
And baptized the mic as I buried him.

[Bridge]
“I once… was a bar… I once was a beat…
But I dared the Slam… now I’m dust beneath feet…”

[Hook]
"From the Cradle of Echoes — born to clash,
But his verses burned into ash!
In the Cradle of Echoes — they called him myth,
Now he’s just one more name I ripped!"

[Verse 3]
I ain’t just better — I’m the reason they quit,
The sound of “give up” with a crown that fits.
He had pain in his soul — yeah, I saw that gleam,
But I spit pain too — I just mastered the theme.

I build whole worlds with a 16 bar,
He screamed at the stars — I became the star.
Now his echo fades in a grave of sound,
Buried deep in my vault — never found.

[Final Hook]
"Cradle of Echoes — the place he came,
But he couldn't even whisper my name.
Cradle of Echoes — gave birth to pain,
But Grahamslam redefined the game."

[Outro]
“Here lies the one… who thought he was born of pain…
But died… in the presence of true sound.”

Cradle of Echoes (Burial Verse)

[Intro]
“You ain’t me… but I made you…”

“I was the line you were scared to rhyme.”


[Verse 1]
I hear him in the hiss of the tape at night,
Talkin’ in bars I ain't wrote right.
Says he’s the fire I buried deep,
A part of my mind I put to sleep.

He’s rage, he’s hunger, the unfiltered heat,
The voice that told me to snap on beats.
He say, “You a king now, but I’m the flame —
Without my pain, you ain’t got a name.”

[Verse 2]
I was the first rhyme — raw and unclean,
The one you hid when you chased that dream.
You wanted polish, I was grime,
You wanted bars — I wanted war through rhyme.

I don't do fans, I do collateral verse,
I eat stages, leave crowds in a hearse.
You rap for legacy, I rap for screams,
I am the Slam inside your dreams.

[Hook]
"Duality of fire — same blood, same flame!
One seeks the crown, one seeks the pain!
Duality of fire — two sides ignite,
But only one Slam walks from this fight!"

[Verse 3]
I honed my mind with a diamond blade,
Built verses tight where chaos frayed.
You’re noise, I’m rhythm, you’re spit — I’m speech,
I drop knowledge while you preach bleach.

You want fire? I forge with flame,
You want war? I rename the game.
You're a whisper, I'm the voice in steel,
I burn in truth — you just burn to feel.

[Verse 4]
Your throne is built on bones I cracked,
Every win you got — I got you that.
You lock me down 'cause I scare your fans,
But when you bleed, it’s me who stands.

So let’s not fake it — we both divine,
But I’ll gut this beat and wear your spine.
Take the crown you made and melt that gold,
Then write new bars too raw to hold.

[Bridge]
“You need me…”
“I used you…”
“Without me… you’re clean but hollow.”
“I choose who I am.”
“You are me.”

[Final Hook]
"Duality of fire — I am both sides!
Light and dark in rhythm collide!
Duality of fire — crown of ash,
I burn as one, no shadow clash!"

[Final Verse]
Now I walk with both hands lit,
One builds kingdoms, one burns shit.
Inner Slam freed, no mask to drop,
I rap with the rage and the mountaintop.

This is evolution — bars reborn,
Truth in balance, chaos sworn.
I ain’t two — I’m the fused empire,
Welcome to the reign of the Duality Fire.

[Outro]
“…He didn’t silence the other voice…
He became both.”

Duality of Fire

[Intro]
“Initializing soul rip protocol…
Target: Grahamslam
Priority: Absorb. Re-sequence. Replace.”


[Verse 1]
Metal in the mist, red eyes in rows,
They move in rhythm, no highs, just lows.
Came to steal the sound in my bloodline’s core,
But I burn too bright for machines at war.

They mimic flow, but they got no soul,
Just reverb loops in a heartless scroll.
I hear them sample screams like kicks,
But I spit lines that crack their scripts.

[Hook]
"Mecha-symphony — silence thief!
Chopped up life like stolen grief!
Mecha-symphony — corrupt the sky,
But Slam’s voice don’t die — it multiplies!"
☠️☠️☠️

[Verse 2]
[machine voice:]
We scan your past, extract the fear,
Filter your soul into chords we smear.
We build our music from human decay,
Every verse you love — we’ve stripped away.

[Grahamslam voice:]
You ain't producers — you parasite code,
Built in labs where no rhythm flowed.
I rhyme from breath, you steal from pain,
But I turn screams into acid rain.

You drop remixes — I drop revenge,
Write death-symphonies with a mic syringe.
Every beat you burn? I reforge and flip —
Your army's wired wrong — I make machines glitch.

[Bridge]
“Harvest the heart…
Harvest the mind…
Leave nothing behind…”
Sudden reverse-crash noise. Systems fail.

[Hook]
"Mecha-symphony — feed on sound,
But I write death into battlegrounds!
Mecha-symphony — kill the beat,
Grahamslam too real for your elite!"

[Verse 3]
I spit malware in your hard drive mind,
My metaphors make your networks grind.
My flow’s illegal in binary laws,
It opens wounds in your circuit flaws.

I don’t just rap — I overwrite fate,
Hack your BPMs, detonate hate.
I’m the glitch in your goddamn plan,
The ghost in the wires — the Slam of Man.

You try to loop me? I loop the loop.
I rhyme in tongues your code can’t spoof.
You extract my soul? I recompile,
And drag you all to the dark exile.

[Final Hook]
"Mecha-symphony — sample THIS!
Your whole verse ends with a Slam fist!
Mecha-symphony — system fried,
Grahamslam won’t be digitized!"

[Outro]
[Machine voice faltering, loop breaking:]
“Er-ror… file too… hu-man…
Vo-cals… not containable…
Gra-ham… Ssssla—”


“I'm not data. I'm prophecy.”

MECHA-SYMPHONY: The Sound Harvesters

[Intro]
Let it fade… let it fall away…
I’m better off…

[Chorus/Hook]
I'm better off without the noise
Better off without the games
Better off without your voice
Echoing my name

[Drop]
Without the drama… without the mask…
Without pretending I’d ever ask…

[Verse]
You drained my light
Then dimmed your own
You cracked my trust
But I rebuilt my tone

No more walking on your wires
No more lies dressed up in fire
You don’t live here in my mind
I’ve deleted every line

[Hook]
I'm better off without the noise
Better off without the blame
Better off without your voice
Trying to rename my name

[Bridge]
Peace is loud in quiet spaces
Truth don’t need a thousand faces
I’m not bitter… I’m just done.

[Final Chorus]
I'm better off without the noise
Better off without the shade
Better off without your void
And all the games you played

[Outro]
You can keep your chaos… I’m better off without it.

I'm Better Off Without…

[Intro]
Filter this… crop that… fake flash… flat facts…
Filter me out…

[Chorus/Hook]
Fake smile, fake light
Post truth, edit life
You live for likes, I lived through lies
Filter me out — I'm done with the hype

[Drop]
“Fi-fi-fi-filter… you out…”
“Out… out… out…”

[Verse]
Pixel-perfect
Dead inside
Lenses hide
What truth can't survive

You frame pain
Like it’s just art
But real ones bled
While you played the part

[Hook]
Fake smile, fake light
Post truth, edit life
You live for likes, I lived through lies
Filter me out — I see through the guise

[Bridge]
Heart emoji... no pulse.
So curated… so hollow…

[Build]
Filter me out... filter me out...
I don't need your version of me.
I don't need your timeline truth.

[Final Chorus]
Fake smile, fake light
Post truth, edit life
You live for likes, I lived through lies
Filter me out — you can't monetize


[Outro]
Go post another filtered pic.

Filter Me Out

[Intro]
Narcissist...
Narcissist...
You said it first…

[Chorus/Hook]
🎶
Narcissist
Narcissist
I must be a narcissist
Cuz a narcissist insists
I won’t be missed
Narcissist

[Drop]
“’Cist… ‘Cist… I won’t be missed…”

[Verse]
You see yourself in me
Then call it my disease
Project and disappear
Your echo’s all I hear

[Chorus/Hook]
Narcissist
Narcissist
I must be a narcissist
Cuz a narcissist insists
I won’t be missed
Narcissist

[Breakdown]
You said it… you meant you…
I see right through…

[Build]
Narcissist… Narcissist…
Insists… I won’t be missed…

[Final Drop]
Narcissist
Narcissist
I must be a narcissist
Cuz a narcissist insists
I won’t be missed
Narcissist

[Outro]
siiiisss… ciiiss…
You said it first...
Narcissist,
go post your filtered pics

Narcissist (You Said It First)

[Intro]
Backstabber… backstabber…
Smile, then, slice!

[Chorus/Hook]
Backstabber
Backstabber
Cut me clean, but you called it clever
Said “forever” — meant “whenever”
Told the lie, then pulled the lever
Backstabber

[Drop]
“Stab… back… stab… back…”

[Verse]
Laugh in my face
Knife in the back
Truth’s off track
You never look back

[Chorus/Hook]
Backstabber
Backstabber
Cut me clean, but you called it clever
Said “forever” — meant “whenever”
Told the lie, then pulled the lever
Backstabber

[Bridge]
You were smiling…
When you twisted it in
Soft hands… sharp sins…

[Build]
Back… stab… back… stab…
Back… stab… back… stab…

[Final Hook]
Backstabber
Backstabber
Cut me clean, but you called it clever
Played pretend like it’s whatever
Now I’m colder than your tether
Backstabber

[Outro]
You never aimed to miss…
Go post more filtered pics...

Backstabber

[Intro]
Yeah!
This one goes out to Mother Nature, munchies, and mammaries.
You know the vibe.
Let’s gooo!

[Chorus]
Smoke some weed, save the bees,
Plant more trees, clean the seas—TITTIES!
Roll that green, keep Earth clean,
Live your dream—TITTIES! 

[Verse 1]
Yo, I’m out here blazin’ while I water my kale,
Hug a tree, kiss a frog, ride a bike on the trail.
Got a garden full of ganja and a sticker that slaps -
“Make love, not carbon—bring compost back!” 
My tote bag’s loud, and my morals are louder,
Vegan ice cream, mushroom powder. 
I ain’t tryna preach, I just drop these gems,
With a J in my mouth and dirt under my stems. 

[Verse 2]
Recycle the flow, upcycle the rhyme,
I pick up trash while I freestyle in time.
Wearing hemp socks, crocs, and a bucket hat,
Spittin’ facts at a farmer’s market like a diplomat.
Big bees buzzin’ while I plant those seeds,
Tell BP they can eat my organically grown weeds!
I’m the barefoot bard of the backyard scene,
With a dreamcatcher chain and my conscience clean.

[Chorus]
 Smoke some weed, save the bees,
Plant more trees, clean the seas—TITTIES!
Roll that green, keep Earth clean,
Live your dream—TITTIES! 

[Bridge]
Peace, love, and questionable snacks...
You ever talk to a squirrel? Bro knows facts. 
Don’t trust the system, trust your vibes,
Grow tomatoes, rock tie-dye lives. 
Do yoga with goats, drink tea with ghosts,
Raise a toast to Earth, man—she the most. 

[Verse 3]
I’m the eco-Tarzan of the local co-op,
Tippin’ cows with kindness and a fresh tank top.
Got a Tesla charged with chakra beams,
And I ghostwrite raps for endangered streams.
So don’t pollute, just vibe and evolve,
Pass the blunt AND a problem to solve.
Grow your greens, love your cities,
Save the world... and also: TITTIES!

[Final Chorus]
Smoke some weed, save the bees,
Plant more trees, clean the seas—TITTIES!
Live and let live, get weird, be free,
High vibes only—TITTIES! 

[Outro]
Spark it for the planet.
Puff, puff, protect the ocean.
Don’t be trash, take out the trash.
And always—respect the titties.

GrahamSlam

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