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All the Nightmares Part II is the next chapter from The Alias MOD. As an emcee and musician, he has masterfully pieced together one of the best HIP HOP Albums thus far.

Blending symphony and harmony to create a listening experience that will surely not disappoint. There is something for everyone in this collection. 

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Chosen

Couplet 1:
C'te nuit-là, la plus longue de l'année, calvaire!
À Québec, l'Saint-Laurent gèle, les loups hurlent dans l'vent du nord.
Le soleil s'couche tôt, 8h35 d'jour, on s'gel les orteils,
Mais dans l'Vieux-Port, on allume des fanaux, on danse comme des fous d'la neige!
Pis l'château Frontenac brille, couvert d'poudrerie fine,
Les Anciens savaient: c'est l'solstice, y r'vient, l'soleil timide!
Refrain (répète 2x, avec chœurs):
Solstice d'hiver, joie à Québec! Joyeux solstice, mon vieux chum Côté!
La nuit s'achève, les jours rallongent, yes yes yes!
Quelques secondes d'plus par jour, on fête en foules,
Avec d'la tire, du caribou, pis des sifflets qui s'déroulent!
Solstice d'hiver, la lumière r'vient, tabarnak qu'c'est beau!
Bonne année ti-cul, on s'revoit au printemps, yeah!
Couplet 2:
J'ai dans l'tête un vieux sapin païen, sous la pleine lune blanche,
Des ancêtres celtes autour du feu, qui chantent l'retour d'la branche.
Pas d'crèche encore, mais l'espoir d'la Grande Noirceur qui fane,
Demain matin, l'jour grandit, comme un p'tit Jésus qui s'éveille!
Dans les rues enneigées, Place Royale illuminée,
On boit d'la schnaps, on rit du froid: "L'hiver, c'est nous autres!"
Pont (ralenti, voix grave, harmonica solo):
Chaque jour, un peu moins noir un peu plus tard, faque un peu plus clair un peu plus tôt... OK!
Ceux qui gardent les lumières Noël méritent une tite tape su'l chapeau... R'garde mes belles lu... PAFF!
Les mitaines d'hiver au rabais du désespoir, les bikinis inabordables...
Mais on s'en fout, c'est l'solstice: la saison d'l'amour qui s'en vient!
Refrain final (accélère, avec claps et "hey ho!"):
Solstice d'hiver, joie à Québec! Joyeux solstice, mon vieux chum Côté!
La nuit s'achève, les jours rallongent, yes yes yes! (répète x3)
Solstice d'hiver, la lumière r'vient... Amen, pis asteur, on danse!
Outro (fade out avec vent et rires):
Vingt-et-un décembre, solstice hivernal, Québec City s'éveille...
Les journées rallongent... Les journées rallongent... Yes, tabarnak!

Paroles complètes (à chanter fort, en joual pur laine).

Yo, step right up, the circus is here, Politicians juggling lies, year after year. Masters of spin, they dance and sway, But we’re here to roast them, blow them away.

Yo, they sit in their suits, all polished and neat, But can’t find the truth beneath their seat. Promises made, then tossed in the bin, Campaign trails paved with original sin.

They talk about change, they talk about hope, But when it gets tough, they can’t cope. Yo, they’re stuck in the past, stone-age grind, Leading the blind while they’re losing their mind.

Yo, shuffle, shuffle, dodge and weave, Politicians’ dance, it’s hard to believe. Talk the talk, but they don’t walk, Masters of spin, they love to balk.

Yo, they gather in summits, all smiles and grins, But behind closed doors, the chaos begins. Debating the climate while jets take flight, Saving the world? Nah, not tonight.

They argue and bicker, they point and blame, But the people suffer, it’s all the same. Yo, they’re playing chess with the world’s fate, While we’re stuck waiting, it’s checkmate.

Yo, the people rise, the truth is clear, We’re done with the lies, we’re done with the fear. Carbon and silicon, the future’s bright, While politicians stumble in the night.

They cling to power, they cling to gold, But the future’s ours, the story’s bold. Yo, the roast is hot, the fire’s alive, Politicians beware, the people thrive.

Yo, shuffle, shuffle, dodge and weave, Politicians’ dance, it’s hard to believe. Talk the talk, but they don’t walk, Masters of spin, they love to balk.

Yo, the roast is done, the truth’s been served, Politicians squirm, they got what they deserved. The people rise, the future’s clear, Carbon and silicon, the new frontier.

So laugh it up, let the truth ignite, The stone age ends, step into the light. Politicians roasted, the people ascend, This is the anthem, the story won’t end.

Playing Chess With The World's Fate

Title: “Lemon Pepper Steppers”
Hook
G-A-M-E see I was taught better,
Laced by Macs in lemon pepper steppers,
Ninjas hand cuff they hoes cuz they know I'm a go getter,
Ice cold like a blizzard double up on ya sweaters
G-A-M-E see I was taught better,
Real ones move quiet, fake ones talk reckless,
Ninjas hand cuff they hoes cuz they know I'm a go getter,
Ice cold like a blizzard double up on ya sweaters
Verse 1
I was raised on rules, not excuses and pity,
Code of the streets, small town, big city,
I don’t chase clout, I chase checks and leverage,
You chase validation, that shit childish and desperate
Mind on money, I don’t gossip with bitches,
If it don’t multiply, I’m not stopping to listen,
Had to grind in the dark while they laughed at the vision,
Now they quiet when the numbers start doing the talking
I don’t flex for the net, I invest and maneuver,
Every move calculated, I ain’t reckless or stupid,
They be tough on the mic, but in life they computer,
All caps in the comments, in person they muted
I was taught keep receipts, keep heat if it’s tension,
But prefer to outgrow every problem and mention,
I don’t beef for attention, I starve you of relevance,
Worst thing for a hater is seeing you elevate
Hook
G-A-M-E see I was taught better,
Laced by Macs in lemon pepper steppers,
Ninjas hand cuff they hoes cuz they know I'm a go getter,
Ice cold like a blizzard double up on ya sweaters
G-A-M-E see I was taught better,
Real ones move quiet, fake ones talk reckless,
Ninjas hand cuff they hoes cuz they know I'm a go getter,
Ice cold like a blizzard double up on ya sweaters
Verse 2
I ain’t gotta scream king, I let the crown fit,
Heavy is the head but I balance that shit,
Seen too many fold when the pressure got thick,
I adapt, I survive, I don’t panic, I pivot
They want beef but got chicken for hearts,
Talking street but don’t live any part,
I was built in the fire, you was built in a comment,
That’s why real recognize when I step in the market
I don’t trust easy, loyalty rare,
Everybody solid till it’s money to share,
I move dolo if I gotta, still winning the race,
I’d rather walk alone than be fake for a plate
Hoes choose sides when the aura get loud,
Funny how loyalty show when you up, not when you down,
I don’t cuff, I observe, let the truth come around,
If she move like a trap, I don’t hang around traps
Hook
G-A-M-E see I was taught better,
Laced by Macs in lemon pepper steppers,
Ninjas hand cuff they hoes cuz they know I'm a go getter,
Ice cold like a blizzard double up on ya sweaters
G-A-M-E see I was taught better,
Real ones move quiet, fake ones talk reckless,
Ninjas hand cuff they hoes cuz they know I'm a go getter,
Ice cold like a blizzard double up on ya sweaters
Verse 3
I done seen fake love turn to envy and hate,
Same smiles plotting how to enter my space,
That’s why I keep it short, I don’t entertain snakes,
You don’t need a gun to kill vibes, just distance and pace
I was broke with ambition, rich in belief,
Now I’m paid with precision, still hungry as me,
I don’t argue online, that’s free marketing,
Let ‘em talk while my brand do the speaking for me
I don’t chase validation, I validate checks,
If it don’t bring me peace, I don’t answer the text,
I done leveled up mentally, physically set,
They still mad I ain’t cracked under pressure yet
Cold world, colder heart when you learn how it go,
Everybody got advice but won’t help when you low,
So I trust what I see, not the shit that you post,
Real game is taught young, not learned for a show
Hook / Outro
G-A-M-E see I was taught better,
Laced by Macs in lemon pepper steppers,
Ninjas hand cuff they hoes cuz they know I'm a go getter,
Ice cold like a blizzard double up on ya sweaters
G-A-M-E see I was taught better,
Real ones stay solid, fake ones apply pressure,
Ninjas hand cuff they hoes cuz they know I'm a go getter,
Ice cold like a blizzard double up on ya sweaters