forgot proddd
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LYRICS
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And you know you a scholar yuh, and you so smart yuh
And you work hard bae ill pull up to yo crib when im on the way ill come back yuh
If somone gon talk about perfection
Thens its gonna be you that i mention
Ma you got my attention
If you wanna say sum then ill listen
Lets forget about the money and the riches
Just me and you girl fuck the distance
I wanna know you cmon show me yo intentions
Yeah i miss it whenever you would break the tension
If i could turn back time
I would do everything right
Pull up to yo crib when its night
And im doing this for you cause its lust under love
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Lust under love, cause its lust under love
Naa
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Luh ma you flawless
Tell you the truth got my heart racing like sonic
You dont even gotta ask about the price anymore cause i already bought
And you bringing up some shi we can do in the bed but i already thought it
Slow motion pause it
I dont want no other hoes cause they not it na
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Found yo heart never lost it
Been thinking bout you before my love for you got big yuh
All we have is happy moments i dont even think we've had anything toxic na
And i know bout your old shit you know about me too but we dont even bother na
Got some feelings for you that i wanna bring up ya
But i dont cause i dont wanna say to much yuh
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And its me n you forever so ill never switch up
You mine keep you in my picture
We dont talk anymore my love big still
If you wanna come back then im here still
I know theres some promises that i broke yuh
But theres a promise that i never broke na
And its the promise is imma still love ya
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I could never even do this without ya
We dont even gotta talk to be close na
I always remember that last time we spoke yuh
The last time we spoke was the last time i told you i love you
The last thing ill do is put someone above you
And that is because you
The only person i give all of my trust to
Cause its lust under love
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Cause its Lust under love
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lust under love

[Intro - Rhythmic Guitar Riff & Light Percussion]
(A slow, gritty groove builds into a steady rhythm, setting the mood.)

[Verse 1 - Grunge-Infused]
The gym smells like iron and regret,
Rows of machines humming with intent.
The holidays left their mark—
Heavy meals, heavier silence,
Mornings spent in a haze,
Lost in blankets and excuses.
Mom’s beside me, quiet but determined,
She hasn’t said a word about the weeks we lost.
But there’s a fire in her glance,
And it’s contagious.

[Pre-Chorus - Santana-Style Guitar Lick]
Muscles ache like memories,
Sweat pouring out the weight of comfort.

[Chorus - Explosive Grunge Hook]
Push, pull, breathe,
This is where it begins.
Each lift, each step,
Breaking through the softness.
The grind is back,
And it’s pulling us in.

[Verse 2 - Groove Meets Grit]
My legs shake under the bar,
Not from weakness, but from waking up.
The treadmill hums a familiar tune,
One I’ve avoided for too long.
Mom’s hands grip the handlebars,
Knuckles white, focus sharp.
The holidays are behind us,
But their weight lingers like gravity,
And we’re pulling against it,
One rep at a time.

[Pre-Chorus - Latin Rhythm with Distortion]
The hum of progress,
The clash of steel and willpower.

[Chorus - Explosive Grunge Hook]
Push, pull, breathe,
This is where it begins.
Each lift, each step,
Breaking through the softness.
The grind is back,
And it’s pulling us in.

[Bridge - Extended Guitar Solo]
(A mix of chaotic grunge and rhythmic, melodic phrasing—building tension, then releasing into triumph.)

[Breakdown - Stripped Acoustic & Spoken Word]
"This place isn’t forgiving,
It’s honest.
It’s the only mirror
That doesn’t lie."

[Final Chorus - Full Band Explosion]
Push, pull, breathe,
This is where it begins.
Each lift, each step,
Breaking through the softness.
The grind is back,
And it’s pulling us in.

[Outro - Fading Guitar & Percussion]
(Guitar licks fade over the sound of steady footfalls and rhythmic weights—symbolizing persistence and quiet strength.)


Back to the Grind

[Verse 1]
Hands moving fast, what’s the plan?
Loops and needles, I don’t understand.
A tangled web, a maze of thread,
Magic fingers dance while I lose my head.
They say, “Just follow,” but I can’t keep pace,
Each knot’s a puzzle I can’t replace.
It’s like tying knots in a Boy Scout haze,
But this maze of yarn leaves me amazed.

[Chorus]
Knitting spells in the flickering light,
Casting loops like a sorcerer’s rite.
I watch, I try, I fail again,
Knitting’s a mystery I can’t defend.

[Verse 2]
YouTube guides, but they speak in code,
A language of loops I’ll never decode.
Spatial sense? Mine’s running blind,
I’m lost in the knots they leave behind.
Women weave spells, magicians in disguise,
Transforming chaos into perfect lines.
I stare at the screen, my head’s a mess,
Knitting’s a world I’ll never possess.

[Chorus]
Knitting spells in the flickering light,
Casting loops like a sorcerer’s rite.
I watch, I try, I fail again,
Knitting’s a mystery I can’t defend.

[Bridge - Instrumental Build-Up]
(Gritty guitar riff with chaotic energy, like the frustration of tangled yarn.)

[Breakdown - Spoken Word]
"Pull the thread, twist it tight,
Over, under—wait, is this right?
It’s not a scarf, it’s a knot of despair,
How do they make it look so fair?"

[Final Chorus - Full Band Explosion]
Knitting spells in the flickering light,
Casting loops like a sorcerer’s rite.
I watch, I try, I fail again,
Knitting’s a mystery I can’t defend.

[Outro - Fading Guitar Feedback]
(Tension dissolves into a soft acoustic riff, like unraveling yarn.)


Unraveled

[Intro – Haunting Synth & Echoing Vocals]
"Only the strong survive..."
"Only the weak will fall..."

[Verse 1 – Quiet, sinister build-up with synths and bass]
Strongest rule the world, the rest are waste
Compete or get erased
The crippled and the poor drain the machine
No space for human dreams

[Pre-Chorus – Building tension, eerie backing vocals]
Efficiency’s king—no sympathy!
Cut the burden to make us free

[Chorus – Explosive, soaring with distorted guitar riffs]
Survival of the fittest, no room for the rest
We trim the excess, discard the weak and oppressed
Strength is our virtue, we’ll cleanse the scene
Until there's no one left to keep the machine!

[Verse 2 – Drums pick up, sinister chanting in the background]
Minorities? A drain! Disabled? A scam!
What’s next to cut? The workers' demands
Healthcare's a flaw; compassion's the vice
We can't afford to be too nice

[Pre-Chorus – Growing desperation in the vocals]
The numbers don’t lie—reduce the herd!
Progress demands the absurd

[Chorus – Repeats with added backing harmonies and synth layers]
Survival of the fittest, no room for the rest
We trim the excess, discard the weak and oppressed
Strength is our virtue, we’ll cleanse the scene
Until there's no one left to keep the machine!

[Bridge – Spacey, synth-driven breakdown with falsetto vocals]
"The few will thrive in solitude..."
"But who will build? Who will serve?"
"A wasteland of competition"
"With no one left to preserve..."

[Final Chorus – Crumbling chaos, instruments glitch and distort]
Survival of the fittest—we’ve killed the rest
No one to innovate, the system’s depressed
Strong ones die of loneliness in their empire of dust
Now there’s no one left to trust!

[Outro – Fading, melancholic piano and falsetto]
"Only the strong remain..."
"Until they’re all the same..."

Survival of the Fittest

[Guitar Intro]

[Verse with harmony]
God why do you do this to me?
Please forgive my sins
There are plenty of them, I know

[Chorus]
All these feelings, brewing in me
All these feelings are a window to my ass
All these feelings of blood and sodemy
All these feelings are a window to my ass
And I don't know where to go from here
Motherfucker you know I love to swear

[Guitar Interlude]

[Verse with harmony]
If I look in side of me
I don't know what I'd find
But slimy pieces of butt-flesh
Infiltrating my mind
And I don't like
The sun of a bitch inside of me

[Chorus]
All these feelings, brewing in me
All these feelings are a window to my ass
All these feelings of blood and sodemy
All these feelings are a window to my ass
And I don't know where to go from here
Motherfucker you know I love to swear

[Guitar solo]

[Chorus]
All these feelings, brewing in me
All these feelings are a window to my ass
All these feelings of blood and sodemy
All these feelings are a window to my ass
And I don't know where to go from here
Motherfucker you know I love to swear

[Badass outro]

Window to My Ass

[Guitar Intro]

[Verse]
Another turning point, the system's lost control
Power grips you by the throat, commands you where to go
So take a stand or just comply, don’t ask why
It’s not a question—just the cost of peace in time

[Chorus]
It’s something unsustainable
And we lost the fight
I hope you had the time of your life

[Verse]
The freedom speeches, the marches in the streets
Echo through the years, but now they taste so bittersweet
The ink is fading on the rights we swore we’d keep
For what it's worth, they were worth it while they peaked

[Chorus]
It’s something unsustainable
And we lost the fight
I hope you had the time of your life

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus]
It’s something unsustainable
And we lost the fight
I hope you had the time of your life

It’s something unsustainable
And we lost the fight
I hope you had the time of your life

[Guitar Outro]


Turning Point

"Just Call Me Daddy"
(Grunge / Alt-Rock Style)

[Verse 1]
I tore up the rules, yeah, ripped ‘em apart
Told ‘em all lies and they called it art
They used to swear by the red, white, and blue
Now they just swear by whatever I do

[Pre-Chorus]
Sold ‘em a dream, made ‘em believe
Now they’re too far gone to ever leave
I break the law, they just look away
Bow to the king, do what I say

[Chorus]
Just call me Daddy, kneel at my feet
Give up your soul for the lie that I speak
The Bible don’t matter, the Constitution’s dead
I rewrote the script that plays in your head

[Verse 2]
They said they’d never bow to a man
But here they are with my name in their hands
Preachin’ ‘bout debt but they gave me a pass
While I burn through their cash and I kiss Russia’s ass
[Pre-Chorus]
Sold ‘em a dream, made ‘em believe
Now they’re too far gone to ever leave
I crash the stock, I raise the price
Fox says, "Don’t worry, it’s all alright"

[Chorus]
Just call me Daddy, kneel at my feet
Give up your soul for the lie that I speak
The Bible don’t matter, the Constitution’s dead
I rewrote the script that plays in your head

[Bridge] (spoken like a mocking rant)
Tariffs? Who cares, let the workers cry
Deficit’s bloated? Just let it fly
Praise me or suffer, it’s loyalty now
If you doubt me, you’re out—take a permanent bow!

[Breakdown] (heavy, slow, and distorted)
Bow down, kiss the ground
Truth is gone, can’t be found
I own your mind, I own your soul
You’ll never leave, I got control

[Final Chorus] (slow, eerie, then explode into full band)
Just call me Daddy, kneel at my feet
Give up your soul for the lie that I speak
The Bible don’t matter, the Constitution’s dead
I rewrote the script that plays in your head

[Outro] (whispered, fading out)
Just call me Daddy…
You’ll never be free…
You don’t even care…
You worship me...


Just Call Me Daddy

Verse 1: 
The news is heavy, skies are gray, 
Policies shifting day by day. 
Voices shouting, a nation torn, 
But in your arms, I am reborn. 

Chorus: 
I want to thank you 
For giving me the best days of my life. 
In this divided land, 
With you, I stand, 
And it's not so bad, 
It's not so bad. 

Verse 2:
 Protests rising in the streets, 
Promises broken in D.C.'s heat. 
Through the chaos, our love remains, 
A steady light in these troubled plains. 

Chorus: 
I want to thank you 
For giving me the best days of my life. 
In this divided land, 
With you, I stand, 
And it's not so bad, 
It's not so bad. 

Bridge: 
They say the world's on fire, 
But you've always been my heart's desire. 
Together we'll face what's ahead, 
With love as our common thread. 

Chorus: I want to thank you 
For giving me the best days of my life. 
In this divided land, 
With you, I stand, 
And it's not so bad, 
It's not so bad. 

Outro: 
No matter what the headlines say, 
With you, we'll find a brighter day. 
Hand in hand, we'll walk through this storm, 
With love, we'll keep each other warm.


Thank You

"Fantasyland" (Grunge / Alternative Rock)

[Verse 1]
Turn on the screen, let the static speak
Truth is dead, drowned out in the feed
Lies pile up like a tower of sand
Built too high just to crumble in your hands

[Pre-Chorus]
They say the sky ain’t blue, they say the earth don’t spin
They worship false prophets with a Cheshire grin
If the data don’t fit, just twist it ‘til it bends
They ain't runnin' a country, they’re just playin' pretend

[Chorus]
Welcome to Fantasyland!
Where the facts don’t count and the truth don’t stand
You can’t lead when your head’s in the clouds
You can’t win when you burn it all down
Sinking in quicksand, running in place
A nation led by a fevered disgrace

[Verse 2]
The headlines scream but the words don’t mean
Anything but a rerun of the same old dream
Science is treason, history’s fake
Just rewrite the past for power’s sake

[Pre-Chorus]
They don’t build, they don’t plan, they just sell illusions
Wrapped up tight in a tangled delusion
They can’t even get what they want to be done
Cuz they shoot their own feet while they worship the gun

[Chorus]
Welcome to Fantasyland!
Where the facts don’t count and the truth don’t stand
You can’t lead when your head’s in the clouds
You can’t win when you burn it all down
Sinking in quicksand, running in place
A nation led by a fevered disgrace

[Bridge] (slow and eerie, building into chaos)
They can’t balance the books, they can’t count the cost
They call it a victory while they’ve already lost
They push the blame like a carnival trick
They’re too blind to see their empire is sick
(instrumental break – distorted, chaotic guitars, dissonant notes, the sound of collapse)

[Breakdown] (heavy, raw, shouted)
Fox says it’s fine—
Newsmax agrees—
Elon’s got the answers—
That no one believes!
They’ll rule the world from a throne of decay
Where the walls cave in but they still wanna stay!

[Final Chorus] (big, anthemic, defiant)
Welcome to Fantasyland!
Where the facts don’t count and the truth don’t stand
You can’t lead when your head’s in the clouds
You can’t win when you burn it all down
Sinking in quicksand, running in place
A nation led by a fevered disgrace

[Outro] (soft, eerie, defeated)
Turn off the screen, let the silence grow
No one’s steering, and it’s starting to show...

Welcome to Fantasyland

HALL OF RECORDS
(Dubstep / Techno / Hard Rock)

[Verse 1 – low growl, mechanical echo]
Carved in bone beneath the sand
A gospel written by a demon’s hand
Chained in vaults where screams decay
The strong survive, the weak obey

[Build-up – rising distortion, ominous synths]
Glyphs that pulse with hunger’s code
Power buried in a serpent’s ode
Crack the seal, erase the light
Only might decides what’s right

[Drop – explosive distortion, glitch beat]
Hall of Records, curse awakened
Truth is dead and gods are shaken
Fittest rise, the rest are broken
Only strength is ever spoken

[Verse 2 – snarled vocals, pounding rhythm]
Atlas drowned for daring doubt
But down below, the beast crawled out
No salvation, no more grace
Prove your worth or be erased

[Pre-Chorus – whispered through static]
They hid the code in blood and flame
A test for those who kill the same
Not meant to save, not built for peace
A throne for wolves with sharpened teeth

[Chorus – heavy, driving]
Hall of Records, key to war
Written law: exist no more
Unless you tear, unless you take
Unless you burn the world awake

[Bridge – atmospheric, chaotic sounds rising]
Abyssal voice, now unrestrained
Chants of fire, death unchained
The mark of truth is domination
Born again through desecration

[Breakdown – violent dubstep drop, grinding bass]
Break the stone, reveal the beast
Crown the strong, devour the least
No more rules, no higher plan
Power justifies the man

[Final Chorus – full sonic assault]
Hall of Records, hell reborn
Blood and bone replace the norm
Chains are gone, the age begins
Where only monsters ever win

[Outro – fading growls, static crackle]
(“You want the truth? Then earn it.”)
(“You want salvation? Take it.”)
(“Weakness dies. Power lives.”)


Hall of Records

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