Adventure Choices: 
Dating Sim 
Character Creation

Vocalist Challenge: Alliteration + Double Time
Producer Challenge: No Snares + Chiptune


P Slot: Forbit's De-Scronkitizer (Chiptune)

Perfect Husbando

[RawJaw x Da Rap Nerd]

[Cutscene]

Hook:
Babe you need that perfect lover
I think we deserve each other
know you wish youd get a chance
To design a better man, well here I am

I guess this is what was meant by, true love
That you can refine from the inside, true love
As he opens his intense eyes, woah woah woah
Wont you Notice me senpai,


Verse 1:
As i acquire the ability to articulate
Boom bass i breathe be Barbiturates
Calm creator, in the center stage
Develop dashing details i demonstrate
Enigmatic elegance i emanate
French fries for friends when i fetch a plate
Gearing up, get language i generate
Honed to heal hearts, for heavens sake
Initiating the indicated imitation
join my journey, just be patient
You can drive, Climb the cockpit,
ride till the sight is kaleidoscopic
Every keystroke through the fiber optic
Is key to how i acquire knowledge
learn to let go of lost losers
Listen, I’m a lot smoother

Hook:
Babe you need that perfect lover
I think we deserve each other
know you wish youd get a chance
To design a better man, well here I am

I guess this is what was meant by, true love
That you can refine from the inside, true love
As he opens his intense eyes, woah woah woah
Wont you Notice me senpai

Verse 2: 
Memories, most magical moments
Never leave, no matter the notion
Open arms you grab by the ocean
So potent, its practically potion
Quality time, undivided quotient
Relax, romantically Roped in
Sincere, even sweet when im sulkin
Toilet seat top, i’m tappin to close it
Unusual, wont become jealous
Understanding under umbrellas
Vision of love, undeveloped
Until i feel something well up
World wondering what to tell us
Excite excess, xylem led us
Yonder yew tree, young lives are threaded
Youre in the zoom zone, overzealous

[Cutscene]

Hook:
Babe you need that perfect lover
I think we deserve each other
know you wish youd get a chance
To design a better man, well here I am

I guess this is what was meant by, true love
That you can refine from the inside, true love
As he opens his intense eyes, woah woah woah
Wont you Notice me senpai,

Verse 3:
No fair to compare, i act that a way
No more home alone on saturday
I dont care if you are way scatterbrained
You control the trope from shoujo anime
I could be a Transfer student
with an attitude that acts aloof and
I’m a handsome dude
But if they rude, i tell a delinquent to make plans and move it
raise my hand to get the best score
the answer to what’s on the test board
What’s that doki in your chest for
Must be cuz i moved in next door
set’s core, i’m your childhood friend
high school prince when childhood ends
All depends, on what you like in men
if you dont like me, you can try again

Hook:
Babe you need that perfect lover
I think we deserve each other
know you wish youd get a chance
To design a better man, well here I am

I guess this is what was meant by, true love
That you can refine from the inside, true love
As he opens his intense eyes, woah woah woah
Wont you Notice me senpai,

VPC7 Round 2

SilkRoadRunners [RawJaw, Da Rap Nerd] - Perfect Husbando

Challenge Details:
Choose Your Game's Genre - Sports Sim
Choose Your Screen - The Final Encounter

Equip Your Resources (One per Slot)
V SLOT - Ph’th’kuh’s Throat Balm (to Sing with ease!)
V SLOT (2) - Artificial Air Aroma Adjustment Amulet (an Alliteration apparatus!)
P SLOT - Forbit’s De-Scronkitizer (made from industrial Chiptune!)


It’s time
lace up you cleats and your mask
Get it right.
Onto the pitch from the top rope.
See the crowd and let em know
That we will not be denied

Chorus:
It’s time to get hydrated 
It’s the title shot
It’s the final destination
It’s the title shot
That’s right baby
It’s the title shot 
I say yeah.

One more time
A force of nature with our talents combined.
Drempt of this since you were signed.
It’s the showdown time to throw down.
Two monsters on the pitch are about to colide.

(Chorus)

Give me the mic, Do you honestly think that you, YOU can take on the likes of Bobson “The Problem” Dugnutt? You think you have the handles, the speed, the raw power to take on ME and my team of problemaniacs? You see this, this is MY World Heavyweight Cup Belt, Belt Cup. Nevermind, it’s time to get problematic.

I’m a problem you can’t process
Put a puncture through your progress
You got promise but I’m flawless
Your gonna digest all these dropkicks

Duck and dive dude you’ll die
Prepare for your demise.
Devastation’s what your facing
take my title come and try

Times ticking truly tragic
Won’t move me man I’m massive
Your wingers not a winner 
I’m a wall you cannot pass it.

Your game plan’s about to get garroted
I’m the goat you know I got it
Bout to bend it it’s the end
Learn why they call me “the problem” 

(Chorus)

VPC 7 Round 2

Obvious Corruption [Obvious Lee, Cosmic Ray Corruption] - Title Shot

First Person Shooter
Roll Credits

V-Slot- Artificial Air Aroma Adjustment Apparatus (alliteration)
P-Slot- Bear Hammock 29-F (No Snare)

Mercenary Madness


Riot: We can’t thank you enough for saving us from the tyranny of the corrupt politicians and police force of this city. No longer will we be victims and live in fear of their cruelty, bigotry, and greed. You’re a hero. 
 
Osiris: 
I’m not a hero, that’s the last thing I am. My motivation is vengeance for my family that was taken away from me by this twisted system. If they were still here, your suffering wouldn’t be my problem. 
 
Riot: doesn’t change the fact that you did something and freed us. Regardless your motives. Hey wait, where are u going?
 
Osiris: This isn’t the only city ran by evil assholes kid. Theres hundreds and thousands of people that....
 
Riot: Need to be saved?! 
 
Osiris: 
No. there’s hundreds and thousands of people that need to be put to sleep permanently. As for me, I’ll be wherever somebody needs to die. 






Mercenary Marksman/
Rebel revolutionary/
Terminating targets/
Riot Rockin rifles ready/
 
Apocalyptic arena/ 
Adept armed assassins/
Killing corrupt cops/,
Cannons cocked, clap em/ 
Poppin punk politicians/ 
Multiple murder missions/, 
Vindicating victims/ 
Vindictive, vicious visions/ 
Notoriously known/ 
And always all in the articles/ annihilations an arts amazingly armed arsenal/ poppin pussies to particles/ lunatic lone and logical/ underhanded underlings understand i’m unstoppable/ 
 
Determined do or die demon dat does dominate/ colored cornea, can close coordinates, concentrate/, 
C4 sending system senators to cemeteries/ psycho sniping successfully,  sitting solitary/ , 
 
,Each evil encounter ends in excellence/ enemies even evade Evacuate like exodus/ 
 
Fighting forever my faded forgotten family/ fuels my fanatic fixation for fatalities/ 
 
Hold up hailed as a I hero? hate to hear it/, homicides a hobby hopeless and horribly horrific/ ha
Showcasing shotguns sharing shrapnel 
Sharp shooting shells shortening my shadow shit list/ shhh
 
Killing competitions cooler/ 
located a lackin lolilgagin LadyJ lay low lock and load (gun shot) loser 
 
Holy headshot/ terminate the twill/ cannons catching cam/ casually I come to kill/ close caskets/ curtain call/ scary Skills/ ridiculous round2 riot run it/ Ready 


Mercenary Marksman/
Rebel revolutionary/
Terminating targets/
Riot Rockin rifles ready/

VPC7, Round 2

GreenLotus [OsirisGreen,RiotOnTheBeat] - Mercenary Marksman

We present THE FINAL ENCOUNTER of a modern RPG called ESCAPE FROM FACEBOOK.

Up against a robot billionaire the vocalist equipped all three things:
- Doubletime
- Singing
- Alliteration

The producer equipped:
- Industrial chiptune on hook and bridge
- No Snares.
- Odd Time Signature (The last two measures of each refrain are in 7/4 with the exception of the last one because the last refrain is the first half of the opening of the song. There are also some poly tempos happening with the chiptune arpeggios in the skit section. )

Kill Mark Zuckerberg
You can't
Kill Mark Zuckerberg
No one can
Kill Mark Zuckerberg
He's robot
Mark Zuckerberg

I see that you made it
Got out of my basement
But you'll never escape
There is no way
I've been awaiting this day
I cannot lose
What can you do
I control truth
It's whatever i say
No moves
Can counter my factious funnels of fatal fake news
So bow to my brain or I'll leak nudes
Of you in '04 hazing frat dudes
They're saved on my servers
The terms of the service
Soley serve some sick purpose
To forever and blindly bind you
So take your best shot
I'm always behind you
Lurking and jerking round every wall
Undefeated I'm jake paul
First place I'm a vessel of light
Congress can't stop me with their oversight
You close an account and think i'm out of your life?
My schtoyle unblockable you think that you might.... 

Kill Mark Zuckerberg
You can't
Kill Mark Zuckerberg
No one can
Kill Mark Zuckerberg
He's a robot
Mark Zuckerberg

You can't
Kill Mark Zuckerberg
You can't
Kill Mark Zuckerberg
No one can
Kill Mark Zuckerberg
He's a robot
Mark Zuckerberg

I can feel you weaken
Lean in to my Beacon
Freaking, I feed on anger, I feed on hate
I feed on users that think that they can try to escape
And it's time I ate cuz it's late
And you're on my plate escape from faceook
But that wasn't even my last laugh
Monopoly map i get you back
Messenger instagram and whats app
Ha!

And you think you're fully equipped
With potions and tunics and upgrades and ish
That you bought from the ads that I served on your quest
Then my 5G cancer ray blasts through your chest
Banished boss babes & farm games
MLM schemes cranked to eleven
Logic as leveled up weapons
But i've tracked every move that you've ever made since you were seven
Know thyself, know thy enemey
100 battles, AI fear no threat to me
Beat-up a brainwashed boomer horde
You made my russian robots roar
Killed krazy kevins and killer karens
Zombies that you used to know as your parents
Standing there swaggerin'
Like your name is Saverin
But there's no escape from my blue & white labyrinth

Kill Mark Zuckerberg
You can't
Kill Mark Zuckerberg
No one can
Kill Mark Zuckerberg
He's a robot
Mark Zuckerberg

You can't
Kill Mark Zuckerberg
You can't
Kill Mark Zuckerberg
No one can
Kill Mark Zuckerberg
He's a robot
Mark Zuckerberg

You can't
Kill Mark Zuckerberg
And if you get free, where will you be
Tick tock on the clock hear the beat
The devil you know or don't, see?
A sophie's choice it's china or me
You got a blockchainsaw and an antitrust sword
I got a billion dollars that says I win this war

You can't
Kill Mark Zuckerberg
No one can
Kill Mark Zuckerberg
He's a robot
Mark Zuckerberg
You can't...

you're not savvy, your last name ain't saverin
smash my laptop but no one can smash my labyrinth

so you bested my radical russian robots
alt-right armies, corrupt cops 
pizzagate bronies deflecting bout porn
feastest on scores of my boomer beast battle horde,
you savagely savaged the killer karens
zombies that you used to know as your parents

you're not savvy, your last name ain't saverin
you can smash my laptop but not my labyrinth
you're bloody and angry and sad
i made you kill your own mom and your dad

Former Fat Boys [A Dinosaur, Hard Corey] - Escape From Facebook

FPS 
final encounter
singing 
odd time signature



Singing verse:
Raise those hands high 
Think you know what it is
Bring that brass out
If you don’t want to live
Go ahead and fight back
Father’s son after all
Be wary you don’t like that
Sound they make when they fall

Bridge:
Why don’t you pass it down the Bloodline
Try to hide it if you find appeal
It’s all relative whats inside
Prying eyes make it real
Why don’t you pass it down the line
Try to hide it if you feel
It’s relative what’s inside
Prying eyes make it real

Rapping verse:
Quick with the gunplay, slow with the tough talk, I can do this all day
Easier than fish in a barrel funneled down a hallway 
All that wit gets you nowhere with hands slower than molasses
Steel launches steel into bodies of assassins
Pull the hammer back then let the hammer drop
Selling one way tickets to go meet with Astaroth
Maybe I could change this if it weren’t for this blood
But the gauntlets been thrown and I picked that gauntlet up 


Cutscene:
MC - I thought you were better than this. But I can see I was wrong. I can see now there’s only one way. And I hate to say it, but it’s the way you taught me.


Father/Mentor turned villain - You could have been the best of us, kid. Damn shame you had to go and grow a conscience like that. No matter. I can always have another son


MC - Good for you, I can never have another father, but I can make sure it ends with me

Hook:
Well al this talk about a guiding light
But no one ever speaks of where it leads
Imagine giving up the fight
While there’s blood left to bleed

dubldragon. [Skeptik, Danny G] - BLOODLINE

CYBERFUNK2077
VPC 7 - ROUND 2
BIG FAT C*CKS
Deadline: April 24th 

SONG PARAMETERS:
GENRE: Role Playing Game
SCREEN: Character Creation

RESOURCES:
V-SLOT: Artificial Air Aroma Adjustment Amulet (Alliteration raps)
P-SLOT: Forbit’s De-Scronkitizer (Chiptune Beat)

QUEST ITEMS:
The Speedrunner’s Bane - The unskippable cutscene between me
The Endless Grinder - Song must loop

[VERSE 1]
Placing painstakingly the marks on my face,
Building the bulk of my build but theres only so many days
Feel I've been fiddling ages finding my skin tone shade,
An hour deep in the game, my screen hasn't even changed,
Bounce around the body tone, suddenly I sit back
Stuck selecting whether to go beer gut or the six pack,
HAving trouble with the hair, go ham or just strip back,
Navel matches the nose though, but not enough lip fat
Crawling to the finish line, finally gonna finish mine,
Find another option that I figured I would never find,
Buried beneath body type and body hair design,
Is a shiny little slider stashed away there all this time,
Penis size - (That's it)
Wow, That's a feature that I never knew I needed,
Its needless, it's not noted in the top 100 features,
Lets lean it to the left and then just see where it leads us

[BRIDGE]
I have found a feature, like I'd never seen before
But always remember to be careful what you're wishing for

[CHORUS]
Make it bigger (make it bigger)
Doesn't always make it better (make it better)
So you better take a second (Take a second)
Or You'll always regret it (You'll regret it)
Make it bigger (make it bigger)
Doesn't always make it badder (that's not a word)
So you better think about it (I've gotta ask, though)
Really what does it matter (what does it matter?)

[VERSE 2]
Deciding on hair styles, I'm 4 days deep
Taking a second to sleep, no showers in a week,
No room for randomising, randomising is cheap,
Perched at the top of the peak pleased, guess you sow what you reap,
Gunning for greatness when they finally telling the tale,
When I'm finally fit and I'm able, but I think I'm looking too pale,
But I'm thinking none of it matters, finding hte holiest grail,
Cultivating your Crotch, is the only way to prevail,
A barbarians bulge, A wizarding warstaff, 
I'm all for the ballbag like the 90's to warcraft,
Fixated on the flaccid fanfare like a wall plaque,
Boosting the bulge giving my character a sore back,
Game starts, guaranteed to watch me with my wee wee out,
Strut around the starter areas you never see a doubt
People screaming, shrieking so unseemly like they seen a mouse
Crowds covered all my exits,  quickly better clear them out
[BRIDGE]
I have found a feature, like I'd never seen before
But always remember to be careful what you're wishing for

[CUTSCENE CONTINUES]
BOSS:
Prepare yourself to be crushed beneath my massive chopper... 
BOSS:
This isn't even it's final form!

[CHORUS]
Make it bigger (make it bigger)
Doesn't always make it better (make it better)
So you better take a second (Take a second)
Or You'll always regret it (You'll regret it)
Make it bigger (make it bigger)
Doesn't always make it badder (that's not a word)
So you better think about it (I've gotta ask, though)
Really what does it matter (what does it matter?)

[OUTRO]
No, he's too strong, I just can't beat his dick, I have to, I have to beat his dick right off, if I don't then I'll die... And I never saved so I'll go right back to the beginning-AHHHH
*8-Bit Explosion and a noise depicting failure*
Tell the judges I'm really sorry!

CyberFunk2077 [Banditt, SynthLad] - HUGE FAT C_CKS

We chose to do a boss Battle inspired by the confrontation with Shaelob from Lord of the Rings, Return of the King

We also did it as a troll of the concept, 1up Funk is commisioned to write the ending of the new 1up Funk Game
and instead we wont shut up about LOTR

Hookshot chose to use the Chiptune elements in his Beat:
HookShot adds a new element to the composition, every 4 bars as traditional VGM would

Bobby chose to use the Aliteration Aumlet which is evidenced 
Bobby also used singing and doubletime, but feels the aliteration was the focus



INTRO

Back once again like we've been here before
On the path of the villain come to settle the score. 
Everything is Ciclicle, Every bit is visceral
Lessons get imprinted into the visual

X2

VERSE

Well we were a wizard and a warrior well worn with wearyness
were in this waking wicked evil in this wilderness
wandering while we watch whispers walk in whisps
while arachnid witches wound up out of the where the wind whips

animalistic with an acrobatic acumen 
ansilary amateurs after her abdomen
all arrows knocked all alchemy on afterburn 
attacking adolescent ankle biters 
Fucking Amateurs! 

PRE CHORUS

raging at a spider feeling fully fueled by fire
as we travel through the pire felling creatures using Ire 
as a method to inspire transformation to a higher 
form of being so we can achieve the credits we desire cuz

CHORUS

Shaelob she stalks beneath the sheer rocks
She rocks toxic knee socks and Reboks
Shaelob she stalks beneath the sheer rocks
She rocks 8 knee socks, and eats hot shots
 
8 legs dance in the darkness
2 hearts stand for the light
1 shot take down a heartless
1 up we live for the fight

Shaelob she stalks beneath the sheer rocks
She rocks toxic knee socks and Reboks
Shaelob she stalks beneath the sheer rocks
She rocks 8 knee socks, and eats hot shots

SKIT

Bobby Arson: Yeah dude like Shaelob but like shes like a Hip Hop Spider like wearing Reeboks and Shit

Hook Shot: Yeah yeah!

Sam Whitehead: No No, were not doing a Lord of the Rings Thing

HS: Yeah like damn ahoooo *beatbox noise

SW: Weve been over this

Bobby: Yeah, we have been over this, its almost like... we've, been here before

SW: NO

HS: "that's because we have Sam

SW: NO!

HS: were going in circles"

SW: NO, BLIMEY GOD BLASTED . . .


REPRISE

Back once again like we've been here before
On the path of the villain come to settle the score. 
Everything is Ciclicle, Every bit is visceral
Lessons get imprinted into the visual

VERSE

Bobby the beaten broken barbarian 
better build brazen backbone thats big enough to bury her
bitter when I conjur a combustible caucaophony 
closed off to the cold coffin the boss offered me

Hooky heaves his halberd whole hog at Shaelob
She sobs as she gets speared into a shishkabob
she crawls back in the abyss ceasing to exist 
we get the exp, then repeat it

PRE CHORUS

raging at a spider feeling fully fueled by fire
as we travel through the pire felling creatures using Ire 
as a method to inspire transformation to a higher 
form of being so we can achieve the credits we desire cuz

CHORUS

Shaelob she stalks beneath the sheer rocks
She rocks toxic knee socks and Reboks
Shaelob she stalks beneath the sheer rocks
She rocks 8 knee socks, and eats hot shots
 
8 legs dance in the darkness
2 hearts stand for the light
1 shot take down a heartless
1 up we live for the fight

Shaelob she stalks beneath the sheer rocks
She rocks toxic knee socks and Reboks
Shaelob she stalks beneath the sheer rocks
She rocks 8 knee socks, and eats hot shots

1up Funk [Bobby Arsen, Hook Shot] - Dance in the Darkness

Challenges accepted:
Vocals - (double time - Zolt Energy Serum)
Producer - (no snares in the beat - The Bear Hammock 29-F)

Game genre: Dating Sim
Screen: The Final Encounter

V: Oh, here we have it, the final encounter. This is a tough one, to be sure. Many have tried, all have failed so far, but maybe this is the one. 
A: It's a challenge, for sure, but we have a challenger. 
V: Oh, a true player. Let's see how it goes. 
A: Round one. Shoot your shot! 

I'm the final boss of the dating sim.  
There's no way to win, 'cause I can't take a hint. 
You're gonna fail and then you'll wanna play again 
Your loss, take it in, let the games begin.  
I've got all my defenses up, 
all tensed up and my comprehension tends to suck. 
Try to bend your luck with charms and methods of 
seduction, but we all know where you're ending up. 
Zone of friendship? What? No, twit, that's a prize. 
You're going home alone. Big fat surprise. 
Like Macaulay Culkin, without supplies. 
Always sulking, rip out your eyes  
if you don't wanna see the blank stare on my face 
as I dismiss your compliments as having terrible taste. 
I've had my fair share of dates, so I'm set, except 
I only found out in retrospect. (That's what that was?)  
  
V: Oh, you hate to see it, folks. Striking out in the first round. 
A: Well, let's see if there's any bouncing back from this. 
V: It is not looking too good right now, but it ain't over yet. 
A: Round two. Make your move! 

You know you'll be ill at ease, I don't show 
vulnerabilities. You've honed your skills, increased 
your ammo as sociable charmer, 
but cupid's arrows ricochet off my emotional armor. 
And my heart doesn't glow, so it's harder to get to. 
You try to connect, I'm just not gonna let you. 
With all the respect due, every romance Lothario 
measures on a scale from no chance to very low, 
no matter the scenario, even with careful listening, 
say you're getting hot, I'll hit the air conditioning. 
It's not your whispering nor a matter of discipline. 
I simply miss the gist of what it is you're propositioning. 
Not a single inkling. I just stare into space, 
unaware of infatuation you wear on your face. 
I've had my fair share of dates and before I left 
there wasn't one who wasn't bored to death. 

V: Ooooh! That's gotta hurt! Advances went right over the head *and* were countered with absolute tedium. 
A: This is a disaster, folks, and after so many successes. 
V: Well, there is one more round, so maybe not all is lost. 
A: Round three. Date!

I'm like talking to a brick wall, 
mindless conversations. 
A human bottle of rohypnol, 
minus connotations 
When we're walking through a strip mall, 
I'll exhaust your patience. 
What I'm saying's I'm an awful date, 
and you're gonna wanna escape from the jaws of fate 
before it all too late. They're already agape, 
frothing and starting to oscillate. 
Being my lawful mate is not so great, 
like a box of defrosted flakes. 
To get dad jokes like that for the rest of your life 
put me in a dress that is white and address me as wife. 
I've had my fair share of dates on repeat, the same 
every time 'cause no one's beat the game. 

A: Oh no, I think that's game over, folks. 
V: It sure is. The only way to move forward now is to start over from the last checkpoint at the beginning of the encounter. 
A: Press any key before the end of the countdown. 3...2...1...

.5 Quartet [Vincent E.L., Ardamus] - Beyond Reach

Pardon my smiling,
AJB live at the island,
Live at the island

Plane crashed, marooned, spent 400 moons
With my best friend, but still I need some elbow room,
We never found our jet or any of the wreckage, strange,
How the hell do you lose a plane?

Stuck on a lonely island off the coast and I feel me roasting
Out in the sun, just about to see my ghost when
I notice something stuck in the base of a tree,
Grab a couple sticks, we’ll try to pry it free

Gotta give thanks, amen, we caught a break,
Single by The Winstons, flash megabyte 8,
We've got enough battery for just one take,
Oh that only says 4 megabytes... great

Turn up the juice, let's put it use,
I'll send an S.O.S to the world, you produce,
So get ready for the last thing you'll hear from us,
JK, we'll bump tracks for the next 30 years plus

Pardon my smiling,
Kyle Vice live at the island,
Live at the island

I built a raft out of mp3s and emptied me
Inside of the lyrics, but it crashed at sea,
Impractically, it didn't sound like trash to me,
But I didn't fit in the box for how it has to... grr

Screw iambic pentameter, try to fit a song in
These confined parameters,
Confined to an island I can walk its diameter
Faster than you can say, "Boom shacka-lacka-lacka!"

Jack Merridew, not scared of you, I don't care if you,
Can sing a High C, mmm,
I thirsty, I hungry, I tired,
I can't think straight enough to talk inspired

I use rap just to gauge my emotional state,
Over the past year life is… not great.
Want a song about an island? That's my life,
But I can't use the verbs I need to express that, come on, play nice

VPC 7 Round 3

Mechanical Peasants [AJB, Kyle Vice] - Scurfy With Brine

Know Shoes, Know Served (NoShoes Diss)

#HipHop
#TrapMusic
#Rap
#TrapBeats
#HipHopCulture
#NewMusic
#SoundCloudRap
#UndergroundRap
#EastCoastHipHop
#LilBaby
#SoundCloudArtist
#RapBeats
#IndependentArtist
#TrapNation
#HipHopHeads
#MumbleRap
#StreetMusic
#RealTrap
#NewRap
#RapCaviar

1up Funk [Bobby Arsen, Hook Shot] - Dance in the Darkness

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