Mickey Mouse: Hiya pal! It’s M to the I to the C,K,E,Y
Mickey Mouse is bout to tell ya why Prap young is so fly.
If you don’t listen to prap, when I’ve explained to you why.
You’ll be explaining to your mother how a mouse made you cry.

Yeah There’s a mouse in this house and no he doesn’t play fair,
See I’m the king of this castle and I don’t like to share.
You see I’m on the bright side,
You’re in the dirty dark lair!
It’s a small world after all....
maybe you’ll meet Donald there!
I think that we established
Mickey Mouse doesn’t play,
wait till I throw it to prap,
he has a lot more to say.
Ah, say pal since you’re down there, do me a favor?
And if you see Donald ask if he’s obeying and praying, ah never mind,....you’ll never understand a damn word he’s saying.

lucky you, Mick’s through with you ....all tho you barely survived......now introducing prap young....the greatest rapper alive!

Prap Young: Here with my boy Mickey were fucking shit up, I’m the greatest rapper ever if we’re not talking about Eminem, cause he is the goat, but I’m GURA (Greatest Underrated  Rapper Alive
Mickey Mickey were getting very litty, and all these unfaithful girls are very damn pretty (they not loyal though) I’m so joyful like Mickey on the shows, yeah I gotta whole lotta lows, one is trusting an unfaithful bitch cause I had too much trust on the line when all I was tryna do is reach my goals and shine, now me and Mickey is done today we’re heading back to the clubhouse and all you hoes and hating ass bitches are not invited (no way)

CLUBHOUSE (feat. Mickey Mouse) (PARODY) (Prod. Beats Provider)

Shadow Metropolis National Anthem (Instrumental)

"Just One More Time" is a raw and introspective track that dives deep into the struggle between temptation and redemption.

 The song portrays the inner conflict of someone caught in a loop of behavior they're trying to escape. Each verse might detail different aspects of this struggle, whether it's addiction, lust, or any self-destructive habit, where the protagonist convinces themselves that they'll indulge "just one more time" before turning their life around. The album art describes how when we enlist into a sinful life. That’s how our souls look. But Jesus can save you.

Just One More Time (prod. Huston Beats)

This track blends elements of Southern culture and street life with personal pride and defiance. The lyrics reflect a mindset of toughness, mixing references to both "redneck" and "gangsta" identities. It emphasizes loyalty, self-respect, and taking action against oppressors, particularly abusers and predators. There's also a sense of national pride, with lines about being proud to be American and seeing through dishonesty, drawing comparisons to Donald Trump's stance on dealing with threats.

The rapper presents himself as someone who doesn’t flex for show but instead moves with purpose and authenticity. He criticizes fake gangsters and posers, expressing that real strength comes from action, not just appearance. The verses talk about handling enemies with ease, standing tall, and not fearing confrontation. It’s a declaration of being untouchable, real, and always ready to defend or retaliate when necessary. The track concludes with a rejection of fake people and a determination to stay focused and loyal.


Lyrics: Yeah, I'm from New Orleans, 
but I’ll pull up like a redneck,  
Next day I'm gangsta, 
no regrets, what’s next?  
Feel like Trump, 
always worried 'bout the shots flyin',  
Proud to be American, 
I see through the lyin'.  
  
Gangsta ass criminals, 
y’all ain’t thugs for real,  
Jailbird losers, 
frontin' like you hard, but you ain’t steel,  
'Til you catch a bullet in the chest, nothin' changed, 
same deal,  
Who’s next? 
Always askin', feelin’ fear in the field.  
  
A real gangsta stands tall, beat down the abusers,  
Women beaters, pedophiles, y'all the real losers,  
Gang gang, 
we ridin' on these predators, movin’ ruthless,  
Bangin’ on them, 
no mercy, now they feelin' useless.  
  
Yeah, I'm from New Orleans, but I’ll pull up like a redneck,  
Next day I'm gangsta, no regrets, what’s next?  
Feel like Trump, always worried 'bout the shots flyin',  
Proud to be American, I see through the lyin'.  
  
First time 
I slid on my enemy, 
it was light work,  
Barely broke a sweat, 
no cap, it ain't hurt,  
Don’t hit my line, 
I don’t answer them calls,  
Put respect on my name, 
im young Paul, I stand tall.  
  
A chain don’t make you gang, 
that’s facts, no cap,  
All that flexin', boy, 
you still get clapped,  
I’m out here, movin’ in silence, 
no braggin’,  
But if you test me, 
I’ll leave you staggerin’.  
  
Yeah, I'm from New Orleans, 
but I’ll pull up like a redneck,  
Next day I'm gangsta, 
no regrets, what’s next?  
Feel like Trump, 
always worried 'bout the shots flyin',  
Proud to be American, 
I see through the lyin'.  
   Damn, damn, damn, 
I ain't playin',  
The name is Young Paul, 
I ain’t scared of what you sayin',  
I’m out here, 
reppin' mine with no delayin',  
Keep my circle tight, 
we ain’t swayin’. Can’t fuck with a bitch that be playin, 
you know what im sayin.

Prap Young - Gangsta State of Mind

Main Title (Phantom Requiem Theme)

You say “I’m sorry” like a prayer,
But it don’t reach the sky, it just hangs in the air.
You played my name like a game you could win,
But I ain’t the one you get to hurt again.

Talked on my name, dragged my fam,
Put shade on my homies just to feel like a man.
You smiled while you sent the wolves my way,
Then cried like a kid when the skies turned gray.

You said you didn’t need me—same people you bashed behind the scenes got your back,
But when they ain’t fill the void, you tried crawling back.
Too late for that…
Still stuck in your selfish little shell.
Saying “sorry” like it’s some spell,
But you never change, just cast more hell.
You burned the bridge, now watch it fall,
No more mercy, I’ve heard it all.
You lost me, and that’s your loss—
You had a chance, had more than a few,
But every “sorry” just became untrue.
Rewind the lies, play it back in my head,
How many times have I buried us dead?

My silence is louder than your cries,
And your tears won’t work this time.
I’m not the same, I’ve grown too far—
You can’t reach me from where you are. i gave grace, you gave excuses,
Tired of fixing your bruises.
You broke trust like shattered glass,
And now you’re stuck living in the past.
Still stuck in your selfish little shell.
Saying “sorry” like it’s some spell,
But you never change, just cast more hell.
You burned the bridge, now watch it fall,
No more mercy, I’ve heard it all.
You lost me, and that’s your loss you put our friendship in the coffin and I closed it.

You Lost Me (prod. Qazers)

Lyrics: Verse 1 (Iran)
Yo, they say “ceasefire,” but we’re just laughin’,
Missiles flyin’ like it’s a damn passion.
Talk peace? Nah, that’s a fantasy scene,
While politicians play chess, we’re dodgin’ machine.

You claim you want calm, but you fuel the fire,
Throwin’ shade in the desert, raise your empire.
Words like smoke, actions like a blast,
“Ceasefire my ass,” this conflict’s built to last.

Chorus
Ceasefire? Yeah right, that’s a joke,
Bombs drop loud while leaders just poke.
Iran, US, Israel, all in the clash,
Talk peace on TV, but it’s “Ceasefire my ass.”

Verse 2 (US)
We flex big guns, talkin’ ‘bout defense,
Droppin’ drones while the world’s on suspense.
Sayin’ “we want peace,” but bombs keep rainin’,
Got oil and power, yeah, that’s what we’re gainin’.

Sanctions tight, but wallets stay fat,
War’s a business, and we’re wearin’ the hat.
Diplomacy’s a game, but we cheat to pass,
Stop frontin’, y’all “Ceasefire my ass.”

Chorus
Ceasefire? Yeah right, that’s a joke,
Bombs drop loud while leaders just poke.
Iran, US, Israel, all in the clash,
Talk peace on TV, but it’s “Ceasefire my ass.”

Verse 3 (Israel)
Check the Iron Dome, we’re dodgin’ the threats,
But peace talks? Nah, just more regrets.
Blockades, strikes, the cycle’s the same,
Livin’ in fear, but y’all playin’ the blame game.

We want safety, but at what cost?
Every ceasefire? Nah, it’s just been lost.
Talkin’ peace like it’s some holy class,
But this ain’t school it’s “Ceasefire my ass.”

Bridge
Enough with the speeches, enough with the lies,
Truth’s buried deep under all the disguise.
When will it end? Nobody knows,
Till leaders learn, the conflict just grows.

Ceasefire My Ass (Prod. Panda Beats)

Go watch it on youtube
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zsrugdNAHrM

Feeling Rich- Roblox Rap Music Video

Mirrors

BLUE SKIES (prod. CEYLON)

Good Vibes

Good Vibes  ft. almightybmann

Lyrics: I need somebody to heal, somebody to know
Somebody to have, somebody to hold
It's easy to say, but it's never the same
I guess I kinda liked the way you numbed all the pain
I need somebody to heal, somebody to know
Somebody to have, somebody to hold
It's easy to say, but it's never the same
I guess I kinda liked the way you numbed all the pain
Yeah, I just wish I had somebody to hold, I wish I had somebody to hold, somebody to numb the pain, numb the pain, it’s easy to say if you got the one but when you don’t, you’re wishing you had somebody to hold, I wish I had somebody to hold, somebody by my side, somebody to stick around, not some hoe ass bitch, I want a real one, somebody to hold, somebody to kiss, somebody to love, these bitches tell lies to make me look like the bad guy, but I just have a lot of regrets, I’m not a bad guy, I just want somebody to hold, somebody to hold, I’m not the bad guy, the bad guy, I just want somebody to hold now

Somebody To Hold (Prod. gangabeats)

This is a song that talks about people suffering from anxiety including myself. People everyday suffer from anxiety and have negative thoughts about themselves. But if you are reading this you are beautiful or handsome and you matter! Don’t let anxiety or depression or anything negative bring you down.

Anxiety

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