One room, one amp
No crowd, no camp
Just me and the wall
And the sound that wouldn’t fall
Sat alone for a year straight
No stage, no praise, no clean slate
Played along with every great
Put myself through every gate
No teacher, no cheat
Just blistered hands and backbeat
No shortcut, no rest
Just bending through the test
Now you can shred it
Open it up and let it bleed
Go past what you think you need
Firewood and strings of steel
Go beyond what others feel
You shred it
Neighbors thought I lost my mind
But I was chasing tone divine
No sleep, no light
Just chasing ghosts through every night
I broke picks, I broke skin
But never let the noise win
I tuned pain into a chord
And made the silence beg for more
Now you can shred it
Open it up and let it burn
Play the truth you had to earn
Firewood and strings of steel
Go beyond what others deal
You shred it
This ain’t flash, this ain’t fame
This is blood inside the frame
This is sweat on every fret
This is soul you won’t forget
You don’t fake it, you don’t pose
You don’t play what someone knows
You go deeper, you go blind
You leave the rest of them behind
Now you can shred it
Open it up and let it scream
Cut through every broken dream
Firewood and strings of steel
Go beyond what others feel
You shred it
One room, one amp
Now the world’s your camp
You shred it
Firewood and strings of steel
Go beyond what others feel
You shred it........

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Shred It  by ♨️ 🍪

Kick the amp
Tune it loose
Let the rhythm find its use
They want me to get some more girls
To dance on the stage spin and twirl
Strip down to g strings shake it fast
That’s how the game gets built to last
But I ain’t here to sell no skin
I’m here to let the tone begin
I just want to strip down this next guitar lick
Find a great groove and man make that shit stick
They said flash sells don’t be shy
But I’d rather let the amp testify
No smoke no mirrors no fake applause
Just a six string breaking laws
I ain’t your DJ I ain’t your clown
I’m the one who shakes the ground
I just want to strip down this next guitar lick
Find a great groove and man make that shit stick
Let the bass walk
Let the snare snap
Let the crowd lean in for the slap
They want the lights they want the tease
But I just want to bend with ease
I want the tone that makes em cry
Not the glitter that sells the lie
So I plug in no shame no trick
Find a great groove and man make that shit stick
No dancers no script
Just fingers and grip
No playback no fix
Just riffs that split bricks
So if you came for flash and fame
You’re in the wrong damn game
But if you came to feel the kick
Then grab your gear and make that shit stick
Strip it down
Turn it up
Make it raw
Make it rough
Make it groove
Make it grit
Make it real
Make that shit stick

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Make That Sh*t Stick by ♨️ 🍪

Got my boots laced tight, got my jacket on
Been walking this road since the break of dawn
Dust in my throat, fire in my chest
Left that old life behind, heading west
Thunder rolling in from the southern sky
Lightning in my veins, don't ask me why
Every mile I walk just makes me strong
This rattlesnake road where I belong
I'm running wild, running free
Nothing left to tie me down
Breaking chains, breaking out
Rattlesnake road, I'm homeward bound
(I'm homeward bound)
Mama said I'd never make it far
Daddy said I'd end up behind bars
Well look at me now with the wind at my back
Rolling like thunder down this beaten track
I'm running wild, running free
Nothing left to tie me down
Breaking chains, breaking out
Rattlesnake road, I'm homeward bound
When the world gets heavy
And the voices get loud
I remember this feeling
Standing tall and proud
I'm running wild, running free
Nothing left to tie me down
Breaking chains, breaking out
Rattlesnake road, I'm homeward bound

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Rattlesnake Road by ♨️ 🍪

You think you know me
But you don't see
What's underneath
What's underneath
Oh, oh, oh
You're gonna try
Oh, oh, oh
But I won't die
You can't break me down
You can't break me down
You push and push me
Till I can't breathe
But I'm still here
But I'm still here
Oh, oh, oh
You're gonna try
Oh, oh, oh
But I won't die
You can't break me down
You can't break me down
Solo
La, la, la, la
I'm stronger now
La, la, la, la
I won't bow down
You can't break me down
You can't break me down
You can't break me down
You can't break me down
Oh, oh, oh
You can't break me down

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Break Me by ♨️ 🍪

You think you know what rock's about
But you ain't felt the fire yet
I've been waiting for this moment
To show you what you never met
Turn it up, turn it loud
Let me show you how it's done
This is real, this is raw
This is everything you're looking for
Not some plastic, manufactured sound
This is rock that shakes the ground
(Shakes the ground!)
This is real, this is true
This is what I'm bringing to you
Forget the rules they taught you
Throw away that perfect plan
I'm breaking every boundary
Take my guitar in your hands
Feel the power in your fingers
Let it scream what words can't say
This is how we do it when the cameras turn away
Turn it up, turn it loud
Let me show you how it's done
(How it's done!)
This is real, this is raw
This is everything you're looking for
Not some plastic, manufactured sound
This is rock that shakes the ground
(Shakes the ground!)
This is real, this is true
This is what I'm bringing to you
(Bringing to you!)
No backing tracks
No auto-tune
Just raw emotion
In this room
Can you feel it?
(Yeah we feel it!)
Can you hear it?
Strip it down to bone and muscle
Blood and sweat and calloused hands
This is how we built this music
From the heart, not from a brand
This is real, this is raw
This is everything you're looking for
Not some plastic, manufactured sound
This is rock that shakes the ground
(Shakes the ground!)
This is real, this is true
This is what I'm bringing to you
This is what I'm bringing to you

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This is Real by ♨️ 🍪

Oh no, Yoko Ono
Here she comes with a megaphone solo
Says she’s here to heal the scene
But she’s tearing through the tambourine
We were jamming in a basement flat
Three chords deep, no time for chat
Then she walked in with a velvet scream
Said “I’m here to join the dream”
She brought incense, brought a bell
Said “your music’s good, but I can tell—
It needs more breath, it needs more space
It needs a woman’s touch and grace”
Why you gotta twist the tone-o?
We were fine with fuzz and fire
Now we’re stuck in avant choir
Oh no, Yoko Ono
Why you gotta steal the show though?
We were loud, we were free
Now it’s all performance poetry
Then came Chad with his crypto pitch
Said “I’ll make your band real rich”
He brought contracts, brought a brand
Said “ditch the bass, go synth instead”
He wore loafers, talked in decks
Said “your lyrics need more sex”
We said “Chad, we play for soul”
He said “cool, but TikTok’s gold”
Now Chad’s got merch in mono
We were raw, we were loud
Now we’re filtered for the crowd
Oh no, Yoko Ono
Now we’re chasing every promo
We were truth, we were grit
Now we’re just a viral hit
Then came Sam with a broken Strat
Said “I don’t talk, I just play that”
He didn’t speak, he didn’t sell
He just made that six-string yell
He played like thunder, played like rain
Cut through all the noise and pain
We dropped the pitch, we dropped the pose
And let the real thing take control
Some folks come to steal the sound
Dress it up and water it down
Some folks come to feed their name
And leave the music in a frame
But some just plug in, close their eyes
And let the truth electrify
They don’t need fame, don’t need a throne
They just make the music known
Oh no, Yoko Ono
We forgot what made it glow though
It ain’t the flash, it ain’t the fame
It’s the fire that feeds the flame
Oh yes, Sam the solo
Played it clean, played it loco
He didn’t talk, he didn’t preach
He just let the music speak
So if you come to fix the band
Bring your heart, not just your brand
If you come to change the sound
Make sure you’re lifting, not tearing down
Oh no, Yoko Ono
We remember what we know now
It’s not the name, it’s not the show
It’s the soul that makes it grow

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Oh no, Yoko Ono  by ♨️ 🍪

Better wake up, baby girl
Better wake up to what they want from your world
They want you on their countdown clock
They want you on the action block
Not just a fan, you’re a data stream
And they plan to pick your pocket clean
They sell you dreams in filtered light
Then track your clicks all through the night
They dress it up in glitter tones
While mining truth from all your phones
Better wake up, baby girl
Better wake up to what they want from your world
Better wake up, baby girl
You’re not a brand, you’re not their pearl
Better wake up, baby girl
They’ll sell your face, they’ll sell your name
Better wake up, baby girl
Before you play their perfect game
They say “be bold,” but mean “be bare”
They say “stand out,” but strip you there
They say “be fierce,” but only if
You flash a smile and show some hip
They want your youth, not your mind
They want your curves, not your grind
They want your silence dressed in gloss
They want your soul—but at a loss
Better wake up, baby girl
Better wake up to what they want from your world
Better wake up, baby girl
You’re not a brand, you’re not their pearl
Better wake up, baby girl
They’ll sell your face, they’ll sell your name
Better wake up, baby girl
Before you play their perfect game
They track your tears, they tag your smile
They sell your pain in single file
They turn your heartbreak into clicks
Then feed it back through filtered tricks
They say “you’re seen,” but blur your face
They say “you’re free,” but set the pace
They say “you’re bold,” but cut your line
And call it art when you resign
You’re not a thumbnail
You’re not a trend
You’re not a product
You’re not pretend
You’re not a filter
You’re not a fix
You’re not a number
You’re not their clicks
Better wake up, baby girl
Better wake up to what they want from your world
Better wake up, baby girl
You’re not a brand, you’re not their pearl
Better wake up, baby girl
They’ll sell your face, they’ll sell your name
Better wake up, baby girl
Before you play their perfect game
Snap out of it, baby girl
You’re not a screen, you’re not a scroll
You’re not a pitch, you’re not a poll
You’re not a trend they get to mold
You’re a voice
You’re a verse
You’re a storm
You’re a soul
So wake up, baby girl
And take back control
wake up, baby girl
wake up,....wake up, (baby girl) baby girl( baby girl)
wake up,....wake up, (baby girl) baby girl( baby girl)
wake up,....wake up

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Wake Up, Baby Girl ♨️ 🍪

You had the voice, you had the pen
But they asked you to pose again
Said “make it catchy, make it hot”
But never asked what soul you’ve got
They dressed you up, they trimmed you down
They sold your smile to every town
They gave you beats, they gave you fame
But never once asked for your name
Just make sure you put that tiny patch
Over your cash and lock the latch
Lock all the fame you can snatch
Need more & more
Smaller patch
Smaller patch
Smaller patch
You watched your heroes play along
Told you what a man wants in a song
Strip it down, geestring pride
Cleavage front, nothing to hide
They said “don’t worry, it’s just style”
But it stole your voice after a while
Now you’re a brand, not a sound
Just another girl they passed around
Just make sure you put that tiny patch
Over your cash and lock the latch
Lock all the fame you can snatch
Need more & more
Smaller patch
Smaller patch
Smaller patch
Music’s not enough anymore
They want your body, not your core
They want your face, not your fight
They want your silence dressed in light
They want your youth, not your mind
They want your curves, not your grind
They want your image, not your art
They want your skin, not your heart
Just make sure you put that tiny patch
Over your cash and lock the latch
Lock all the fame you can snatch
Need more & more
Smaller patch
Smaller patch
Smaller patch
Snap out of it, girl.
You’re not a product. You’re not a pose.
You’re not a thumbnail. You’re not a trend.
You’re not a costume. You’re not a caption.
You’re not a patch. You’re not a pitch.
You’re not a fantasy. You’re not a fix.
You’re a voice.
You’re a verse.
You’re a storm.
You’re a soul.
So take off the patch.
Take back the mic.
And play something they can’t ignore.
Oh here come sabrina through the door
Ariana, taylor ...all....showing us less is more.... smaller patch
 less is more....( less is more).... less is more....smaller patch

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Smaller Patch by ♨️ 🍪

♨️ 🍪
Why don’t you explain it to me
Like I’m just a beauty
Like I’m just a body
Like I’m not already somebody
I see my heroes on the screen
Selling skin to chase a dream
Tiny patch, high-cut string
Is that what makes the chorus sing?
They say “be bold,” but mean “be bare”
They say “stand out,” but strip you there
They say “be fierce,” but only if
You flash a smile and show some hip
Explain it to me
Why the hook don’t matter if the look is clean
Why the beat gets buried in a magazine
Why the voice gets lost in the in-between
Explain it to me
Why the song don’t catch unless the skin is seen
Why the art gets priced by the tightest jean
Why the truth gets trimmed to fit the screen
I wrote a verse that made you cry
But you asked me if my lashes lie
I hit a note that cracked the air
But you asked me what I’d wear
I’m not your cutie, not your doll
I’m not your ad space on the wall
I’m not your trend, I’m not your tease
I’m not your product built to please
So let me say it loud and clear
I’m not ashamed, I’m not your fear
I’m not your clickbait, not your gloss
I’m not your loss leader, not your cost
I’m not your flash, I’m not your sell
I’m not your story you can tell
I’m not your silence, not your shame
I’m not your game, I’m not your name
Explain it to me
Why the hook don’t matter if the look is clean
Why the beat gets buried in a magazine
Why the voice gets lost in the in-between
Explain it to me
Why the song don’t catch unless the skin is seen
Why the art gets priced by the tightest jean
Why the truth gets trimmed to fit the screen
Why don’t you explain it to me
Like I’m just a beauty
But I’m more than what you see
More more more...

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Explain It to Me  by ♨️ 🍪

You played me like a game you'd already won
Took my trust and twisted it, one by one (one by one)
I gave you everything I had to give
While you just took and took, that's how you live
But I'm done being your fool (oh-oh-oh)
Done playing by your rules (la-la-la)
You thought you had me wrapped around your finger
But this fire's about to linger
I'm stronger than you thought I'd be (thought I'd be)
Won't let you walk all over me (over me)
You used me up, you threw me down
But I rise above with battle crown (standing tall)
Oh-oh-oh, I'm done with you
Oh-oh-oh, we're through, we're through
You fed me lies like poison in my veins
Made me doubt myself, drove me insane (drove me insane)
But now I see you for what you really are
A broken soul who leaves nothing but scars
But I'm done being your fool (oh-oh-oh)
Done playing by your rules (la-la-la)
You thought you had me wrapped around your finger
But this fire's about to linger
I'm stronger than you thought I'd be (thought I'd be)
Won't let you walk all over me (over me)
You used me up, you threw me down
But I rise above with battle crown (standing tall)
Oh-oh-oh, I'm done with you
Oh-oh-oh, we're through, we're through
[Solo - Extended electric guitar solo with blues licks and tremolo dives]
I remember when I believed in you (believed in you)
When your words felt honest and true (honest and true)
But every promise was just another lie
Now I'm learning how to say goodbye
(Learning how to fly, learning how to fly)
I'm stronger than you thought I'd be (thought I'd be)
Won't let you walk all over me (never again)
You used me up, you threw me down
But I rise above with battle crown (I'm standing tall)
Oh-oh-oh, I'm done with you
Oh-oh-oh, we're through, we're through
(We're through, we're through, we're through)
Yeah, we're done, we're done (ooh-ooh-ooh)
I'm moving on (la-la-la-la-la)
You can't hurt me anymore
(Can't hurt me anymore)


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Used & Done by ♨️ 🍪

Meet Hot Cookie, the wonder that’s redefining cool with a fresh blend of reflective lyrics and acoustic-driven power. Our sound is the heartbeat of today's music scene, capturing the essence of raw emotion and musical artistry. With every track, we aim to elevate your listening experience, offering melodies that resonate and lyrics that linger. Get ready to be swept away by Hot Cookie, where every note is a testament to our passion and every song a journey!....Social Contact: https://x.com/HotCookieMusic

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