(Chorus)
Pain in my veins, but I stay in the game,
Every scar I carry a part of my name.
Hustle and grind, it’s a daily design,
We pushin through til it’s our time to shine.
Pills in the mix, I’m feelin’ kinda twisted,
In the haze of the fix, reality’s shifted.
Blunts rolled tight, drifting through the fog,
Lost in the smoke, always staying strong.

Verse 1

Punching the clock its always 9-5 
Everywhere I go they don't want me to thrive
This old mothafucka wanted to fight catch this live 
Can't be letting fucking goofies punk ya if we gotta cut up then we chunk ya

If you got some questions got no answer 
You talkin to the lancer 
unsung wit no camera
They want the preacher of the cancer

The drugs mixed with liquor 
Getting little sicker
Not feeling any bigger 
Destroying all my liver

I shiver but it ain't cold outside 
I been down not feeling righd 
I’ll be okay I'll just hide 
Everyday, don't want no lighd 

(Chorus)

Pain in my veins, but I stay in the game,
Every scar I carry a part of my name.
Hustle and grind, it’s a daily design,
We pushin through til it’s our time to shine.
Pills in the mix, I’m feelin’ kinda twisted,
In the haze of the fix, reality’s shifted.
Blunts rolled tight, drifting through the fog,
Lost in the smoke, always staying strong.

Verse 2

Feel it down in my core 
Not as up as I was before
we ride ahead push more 
Always a bigger score

Its one thing after the other
Every corner some more torture
Harder than the next no
There's a better way though

We need updated systems less control
Shouldn't have to put myself Ina hole
Just to feed my family full
Or depend on a boss that's disrespectful 

To the rules so what I'm supposed to follow them for?
They all stop and stare when I walk into the door 
I think they smell the sticky shit is loud spark some more
I need me at least 2 jays maybe 3 maybe 4 

(Chorus)
Pain in my veins, but I stay in the game,
Every scar I carry a part of my name.
Hustle and grind, it’s a daily design,
We pushin through til it’s our time to shine.
Pills in the mix, I’m feelin’ kinda twisted,
In the haze of the fix, reality’s shifted.
Blunts rolled tight, drifting through the fog,
Lost in the smoke, always staying strong.

Verse 3

Got the green light boy I'm living fine
I only need my green ion want no line
I gotta double up triple up few at a time
but not committing no crime

You lookin sour boy you need a lime
You looking austin powers boy you lost your prime
When you creepin better cower boy we movin like a mime
Saw it so I grabbed it boy where’s the rest of the design

Im looking for my path to enlightenment 
I don’t have a purpose I think this damage is permanent 
I’m just a product of my abandonment 
The cold world always used as an instrument 

And so that’s why nothing can commit 
Cause if you really want it 
there’s always some extra shit
You gonna make it or you gonna quit?

I’m gon be poppin man I’m just too lit

Pain

(chorus)

Why do you tell me you love me
When you just want to drop me
Why do you tell me you'll haunt me 
When you just want to pop me 
Why do you call me papi
When you want to shoot me with a shotty
I really don't get it baby 
But You really are a baddy baby

Verse 1

I miss dancing in the living room
I miss your eyes that beautiful hue
We both fucked up you know it’s true
I wish we could start over new 

It’s like these bitches think I’m stupid 
Everytime I get hit by Cupid 
Cause Loving you I felt so lucid 
now everything’s heavy like it’s humid

She said she knew a spot 
It was the lowest one in my life
She said she knew a lot 
But just acted like a wife

But you just loved my pot
Admit you stabbed with a knife
In the back I got shot
No matter where I run or strife

(chorus)

Why do you tell me you love me
When you just want to drop me
Why do you tell me you'll haunt me 
When you just want to pop me 
Why do you call me papi
When you want to shoot me with a shotty
I really don't get it baby 
But You really are a baddy

Verse 2

My mind always bring you up 
You stuck with me 
I know we all mess up 
Come live comfortably 
Sometimes you gotta thug it out alone
Sometimes you gotta make it out we grown
But can’t nobody do it on they own
It’s god done called me on the phone
He said let’s get it mane let it known
Coming for everything that’s shown
She like it when its slow i like it when she moan
Hate when you raise your voice baby watch your tone

Living life baby run it up 
Don’t fuck with me won’t fuck with you
Fuck me once show you that’s true
You in the mud. Your friends don’t know what to do

(chorus)

Why do you tell me you love me
When you just want to drop me
Why do you tell me you'll haunt me 
When you just want to pop me 
Why do you call me papi
When you want to shoot me,
 with a shotty
I really don't get it baby 
But You really are a baddy

Verse 3

Look at me babe I’m going crazy 
She said I had a good voice 
but the rest she hate me 
So I guess I got no choice

I been alone lately
In the crib if I’m not getting money 
You funny, I run it up cause I’m no dummy
Need that cheddar yeah that broccoli

We In the soup, I scoop her up in my newest coupe
I dog her like I’m snoop then drop her off right at the loop
Cause that’s the only the only thing these hoes are good for
They lie and some more get you hated bro feinding for your dough

Then run off like the lotto
Show me loyalty I don’t get a lot though
Got it tatted on my hand so you already know
I been in n outta poverty it ain’t let me go 

So here I am tryna make it rolling up a fronto

Why?

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Survival

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Vautarkis - don't know how to act Ft. Stqlis (teku)

“Fuck You, Francis” – A Rosi Christian's Rotten Fish Feast In The Belly of The Beast...
Ingredients:
Blackened squid ink pasta (the shroud of lies).
Grilled octopus tentacles (control’s many arms).
Lobster tail (indulgence masking emptiness).
Blood-orange reduction (sweet deception).
Red chili oil (truth’s reckoning fire).
Charcoal-dusted lemon wedges (purging false sanctity).
Edible gold leaf (a gilded facade).
The Recipe of Rot:
Squid Ink Pasta: Boil in the shadows of hidden truths. Dark as secrets, its blackened hue cloaks centuries of corruption. Stir in the hypocrisy; let it simmer like unspoken sins.
Grilled Octopus Tentacles: Char until the arms curl, a symbol of manipulation reaching endlessly for power. The burn marks reflect centuries of pain disguised as piety.
Lobster Tail: Sear in butter and let it drip with opulence, a mirror to the Church’s greed. Glossy on the surface, hollow at its heart—like their false promises.
Drizzle the bittersweet glaze of deceit. The brightness fools the eye while the bitterness lingers—an exact replica of their Teachings.
Red Chili Oil: Scorch the dish with fiery truth. It burns through the facade, exposing the core of lies sold as faith.
Charcoal-Dusted Lemons: The ashes of fake holiness cut through the indulgence, a cleansing bitterness that strips away gilded deceit.
Gold Leaf Garnish: Fake purity, glittering but worthless, clings to the meal like centuries of Banned Perspective.
Verse 1: The Shrouded Feast
Fuck you, Francis, your table Has Turned And Your Fate is Set,
Squid ink blackens; the truth’s Burning silhouette.
Hydra's arms twisting tight in their grasp,
 choking faith in its clasp.
Mr. Crab, gleaming with greedy Ways,
A meal of indulgence, not one that Feeds
Armageddon Fire glaze hides the sour Blood That Stones Soaked in,
sweet lies conceal sin,
Baked in Within.
Chili oil burns as the truth ignites,
Piercing The darkness, revealing the blurred Lights, Lennon’s sharp zest slice The charade,
Stripping the gilded lies made In disguise.
Verse 2: The Veil of Indulgence They preach salvation, yet wealth’s The creed, And It's A Gay Jay Parade
But the masses drown in the lies you feed. Red Threads Sizzle, but it’s nothing but show, Hiding the rot deep Down below.
Burning crosses shine, yet your hands are stained.
Centuries of harm When Unholiness Reigned.
Selling Salvation, Profiting On Time, Left the faithful deceived and blind.
Verse 3: The Reckoning Fire
Fuck you, Francis, your kingdom’s Ablaze!
Built on falsehoods, it crumbles in sight.
The squid ink stains, the "Hydra's" Grip tightens,
But truth’s Double blade always enlightens.
The chili Truth burns Like Hot Ice;
It Freezes Over Hells Hidden Hand,
And The acid of Loving Tears cleanses God's Land.
Your golden Cow's Corpse will soon decay,
As the Faithful Awaken to The Storm's  Rosy Rainbow Deception Day.
Closing Bite:
This dish isn’t just a meal; it’s a reckoning
Each ingredient Exposes Every Layer of Deceptive Bittersweet Flavoring

Rotten Fish Feast In The Belly Of The Beast...

Intro Chorus:
Roll  The Red bloodstained Carpet out into forever!
When the X marks the spot and you can see where the Blood Red, blue dedbird got shot...
take the redpill, Neo, its now or never!
...or Follow the blue ded bird to get lost forever!
From The R To The Cc-E-E!!
Elon Musk has emphasized that free speech is crucial to democracy, calling it the "bedrock" and the reason the First Amendment exists.
On Feb 16, 2024, he said, "Without free speech, all is lost." He elaborated further on Feb 18, 2023, explaining that free speech is a defense against autocracy and Hidden state-an-ism, with the founders showing wisdom in passing the First Amendment. On Jan 13, 2025, he humorously clarified that allowing insults on his platform is a sign of real free speech, contrasting it with demands for payment to insult. Musk also warned on Dec 16, 2023, that censorship is a slippery slope: "Once you start to censor…it’s only a matter of time before that censorship turns on you." He reaffirmed his commitment to preserving free speech, stating on Jan 15, 2025, that he acquired 𝕏 to protect the First Amendment, even if it means making less money. His engagement with free speech in 2023 was highlighted in a tweet on Dec 31, 2023, referencing his top moments on the topic.
Got it, SkyBlazer. Here’s a more concise version that sticks to the core Theme Of Betrayal and Deception:

The Dead Bird's X Marks The Spot!
"From the R to the C, Palestine will be free,
If you listened to me Quoting The Spelling of Your Dead Birdee ,It's you WHO must bend the Fucking knee!
Promises of freedom, yet you're silencing me,
Truth’s getting twisted, can’t you see?

You said we'd have a voice, no limits, no chains,
But now the truth’s hidden, locked in your games.
From the R to the C, Palestine will be free,
If you Fact Check Yo' Own spelling, It's you That must bend the knee!!
You promised the truth, the stories to tell,
But you cover it up, letting injustice swell.
You said speak your mind, stand up, be strong,
Now you're hiding the truth, trying to do us wrong.

From the R to the C, Palestine will be free,
If you Community note Your Own spelling, you must bend the knee.
No more silence, no more lies,
You Troll
We’re standing tall, we’re ready to rise.
Above Your Mouth Filled With F*@#n FLies
You said we could speak, be heard everywhere,
But now you’re quieting voices, treating us unfair.
Killing The Freedom of Reach!
The world’s waking up, they can’t ignore,
Palestine’s calling, we’re ready for war.

From the AR to the CEE, Palestine will be Free,
If you Fact Check Yo' Own spelling, It's you That must bend the knee!!
The truth will rise, and so will we,
Be Breaking your Social Algorithm 
Engineered walls,
And soon Our Voices will Also be Free
Outro Chorus:
Rolling A Blue- Red bloodstained Carpet out into forever!
When the X marks the spot and you can see where the Blood Red, blue dedbird got shot...
take the redpill, Neo...or Follow the blue deD-bird to get lost forever!

From The A - R To The Cc,The Red Blue D3DBIRD Is FREE!!

an instrumental remix of yung leans ginseng strip

Yung Lean Ginseng Strip instrumental remake

{SXXYMOB MIX} Stqlis - m0lly (prod. ttk , moru)

trauma bonding

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i create my own sound. my own path

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