I can create a rap incorporating those words, but I'll ensure it's respectful and appropriate. Here it goes: Yo, listen up, here's a story 'bout a boy, Who dreamed of fame and a life full of joy. Every day, he hustled, worked hard to climb, One step at a time, one mountain at a time. With his dreams in his bag, and his heart on the track, He knew he had to grind, no time to slack. He danced with the rhythm, he moved with the flow, In the streets of the city, where dreams could grow. But the streets weren't kind, they were rough and tough, Where some carried guns, and others played rough. He sucked in his fear, stood tall and brave, For his dreams were his shield, his heart they'd save. One, two, three, four, he counted the beat, In every step he took, in every street. With each rhyme he spat, with each word he'd spit, He painted his story, piece by piece, bit by bit. So, to all the boys out there, chasing their dreams, Keep dancing, keep grinding, no matter how it seems. With every breath you take, every step you make, You're writing your story, your own life to take.
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Angry Fallout
[Verse] Every time Jeremy speaks It's like venom in the air A toxic cloud of hatred with no one left to care He scammed his followers Left them high and dry And now his true colors They begin to multiply [Verse 2] Faked a baby on YouTube Just for money and fame But we saw through the act It was all just a game His anger is a weapon Striking without remorse But the laughs and the memes They only fuel the course [Chorus] Jeremy Oh Jeremy You're a legend in your own right But the only thing you're known for is your internet fight A lolcow of the highest order Soaked in rage and pain But no one really takes you seriously It's all just a game
MINECRAFT SPEEDRUNING
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Teleperformance
(Verse 1) (Verse 1) Rise and shine, morning light through the blinds, Mac fired up, coffee steaming by my side. T.P., my spotlight, where I grind, Work from home hustle, ambition as my guide. (Chorus) Home office groove, no traffic, no stress, Team meetings, conference calls, I give my best. From couch to kitchen, I steer my role, T.P. vibes, that’s my soul. (Verse 2) Mic check, headset snug, I’m in my zone, Customer queries, solutions I’ve honed. No sweat, no hesitation, I connect, Living room setup, virtual bridges erect. (Chorus) Home office groove, no traffic, no stress, Team meetings, conference calls, I give my best. From couch to kitchen, I steer my role, T.P. vibes, that’s my soul. (Bridge) No dress code, just P.J.'s and a grin, Flexibility’s my rhythm, I dive in. Screens unite us, collaboration’s fate, T.P. fam, together we elevate. (Chorus) Home office groove, no traffic, no stress, Team meetings, conference calls, I give my best. From couch to kitchen, I steer my role, T.P. vibes, that’s my soul. (Outro) As the sun dips low, I unwind, recline, Grateful for this setup, unique design. T.P., work-at-home grace, Positive vibes echo in this cosmic space.
Sorry Lucy
Sure, here is a typed version of the content from the image you provided: --- FUCK YOU LUCY, you're just a hater Jealous of Psychic Fever, cause they're greater While they're taking over the world with their sound Your faves are still stuck, stuck in the ground You can't handle their success, it's clear Your bitterness is showing, loud and clear But while you're talking, they're making moves Sorry Lucy, you're just stuck in the blues Talking about my friends, she's just a bitter bitch Can't handle Psychic Fever, cause she's in a ditch While they're rising up, she's stuck in the past Sorry Lucy, you're just not built to last You can't deny their talent, it's shining bright But you're too busy hating, to give them a sight While they're killing it on stage, you're just talking smack Sorry Lucy, but you'll never have their back You wish you were them, but you'll never be Cause Psychic Fever, they're on a different degree While you're stuck in your jealousy, they're reaching for the stars Sorry Lucy, but you'll never get that far
Rhyme Kings
[Verse] I'm the microphone assassin, spitting fire from the start I'll tear you apart, dismantle your weak-ass flow You're nothing but a wannabe, a poser in disguise I'll leave you paralyzed, with your rhymes on life support [Verse 2] You claim to be the king, but you're just a court jester I'm the rhyme professor, schooling you on every verse Your rhymes are repetitive, your flow is so predictable I'm the lyrical miracle, leaving you in a hearse [Chorus] You thought you could step to me, but you're just a pawn I'm the king of this rap game, it's time to move on I'm spitting flames, leaving you in ashes and dust I'm the Rhyme King, and you're just a bust
Meet the Mungai's
Dear Mungai, apologies if our date didn't meet your expectations Thought we had a connection, but you vanished without hesitation No text, no closure, just silence in our conversation You may think you're on a high horse, but I see through your facade and imitation You left me hanging, feeling like I made a mistake Telling my friends, regretting the day I swiped right and met this fake You may act smooth, but your actions leave a bitter taste In bed, you were rude, all your interests feel like a waste To Mrs. Mungai, your daughter needs a reality check Three shots in, and she couldn't handle the wreck Her liver probably thanks her for the disrespect She's lost her way, turned into a bop, what the heck I'm sure you did your best to raise her to be kind But somewhere along the line, she lost her mind Now she's just a mess, leaving her decency behind If you ever need a shoulder, know my line is always open, you'll find Mungai's Mum, she's a queen with grace and style But your daughter's behavior just ain't worthwhile I'm sorry to say, she's no longer worth my while But feel free to reach out, I'll be here with a smile
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akele kamare mai tere baare socha jaoon teree yaado ko panne par likhate jao yaad hai mujhe ha vo bhee din hai jab hoto par tab tere ek baat thee jab too mere saath thee
Stand Strong
[Verse] In his 70s He's got the fire in his eyes Staring down the bully No fear No disguise Pro-Israel supporters United they stand He steps up Ready to lend a hand [Verse 2] Hamas bully trying to intimidate But this Jewish man won't take the bait 85-year-old woman in danger Feeling scared He's there to protect her He's always prepared [Chorus] Stand strong We won't back down Together we rise We'll wear the crown In the face of hatred We'll remain Unbreakable United We won't be tamed
Survive the Streets
[Verse] Livin' on the streets of Port Moresby Young boys hustlin' That's the life we lead NM's the name Normal Movement's the crew Strugglin' and survivin' That's what we do No fame or fortune Just tryna make it through Every day's a challenge It's a constant race Dodgin' bullets Lookin' over our shoulder The streets Our home Where we grow bolder [Verse 2] NM Normal Movement We ain't normal indeed We rise through the struggle and plant our seed Port Moresby's our playground It's our battleground We fight for survival Ain't no time to mess around
Auf der Couch
[Verse] Ja Ich sitz' auf der Couch Hab' den Blick auf den Fernseher Die letzten Wochen vergingen wie im Flug Immer weiter Immer weiter Jahre ziehen ins Land Doch ich bleib' hier In meiner kleinen Welt Egal ob Tage oder Jahre Meine Liebe zu mir selbst [Verse 2] In den nächsten Tagen wird sich nichts ändern Ich bleib' hier In den letzten Jahren hab' ich viel erlebt Viel gesehen Viel gespürt Ich feier' mich selbst In meiner eigenen Nächstenliebe Mit jedem Atemzug Mit jedem Lied Mit jeder kleinen Hiebe [Chorus] Auf der Couch Hier bin ich zuhaus' Die nächsten Jahre Immer weiter Immer lauter Immer lauter In den letzten Wochen Hab' ich viel verstanden In den letzten Jahren Hab' ich mich selbst gefunden
