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Since I was young, "die" made me wild. I treat every song like it's do or die. Muscles are deeper than the god's replacement. I'm god's replacement. Nanotech Light Racing. DNA powered up shock wave. Nanotech Light Racing. Winged up. Engine for the drum.

Speaker 0: Hey. Just gleaming my eyes since I was sprung. Maybe five knee high to a caterpillar. Die. Made me wild. I treat every song rise like it's do or die. Do or die. Excavation crows in the house. I'll tell you why. Muscles are deeper than the god's replacement. I'm god's replacement. Nanotech Light Racing. DNA powered up shock wave. Nanotech Light Racing. Winged up. Engine for the drum. It'll make in a frame. Energy that never stops. Hang your head in shame. Head in shame. Excavation Girl, the ritual beat. Nanotech Light Racing. Winged up. Engine for the drum.

Blackout sky, cold world. Through dark nights, emotions drown. Hit me when I'm down, I rise up with fire. Spirits suck, fuck them up. Come up, put enemies to dust. Come up, heal the rug. Drowsing tribulations, no one to trust. Watch me buzz, watch me bust.

Hey. Gleam in my eyes since I was fraud. Maybe five knee high to a caterpillar. Die. Maybe why. I treat every song rise like it's do or die. Do or die. Try. It's do or die. Excavation crows in the house. I'll tell you why. Muscles are deeper than the basement. I've got replacement. Nanotech light racing. DNA powered up shock waves bent. Brains linked up. Engine for the truck. It'll make you crazy. Skyscrap makes the air haze. I feel like these tidal waves that blast you. Watch the weather smash you as the angels fly past you. They unmasked you past you. Evil grasps ass. Pulls you into the black hole hooked up to the matrix. Now you're coded. DNA loaded in a block. DNA loaded in a box. In a frame. Energy that never stops. Take your head in shame.

You're getting hit with your "ass in the air," getting "bricked." Enemies are getting "ripped," and "we coming for you." "Back door, no script," no running, and "don't play fair." Pull up with a mask on, "ski mask, I don't care." There's a "clip for a bear," but it's whistling past your ear. You duck, and now "you got a whole cruise in fear." "Excavation Pro."

Taking over the Internet, flying overseas, going g's while I'm on a jet, dropping balls on them. This is the pregame. I got ambition. I got goals. Dissect mind architect. AR war zone. I flex on techs. Real life checked. No life zone. No safe zones. Battle load. Moving through the script so alone. AI trips, mining codes, the hits, EMP. Glitch out by Eclipse. The vapor trail in the data stream, making hits. Quantum spinning laser beams. Hack and hearts. Snap dimension. Eternal arcs. No interventions, five de ascensions, no redemptions, cruising in the overload, the AMI does encoding. The vapor trail in the data stream. Murder. It's a safe zone battle home. Moving through the scripts alone.

I'm manic, here to tell you how the world ends and how light bends with reality. The past is coming back to blast and crash you. Tidal waves will smash you, trapping you in fear. You're nothing but a ghost of memory. See it backwards; reality is my master, coming faster with a laser blast. The first mark is razor blades in your heart, tearing your soul apart. It's the first dirty mark, an eternal spark. Reality is coming faster. I'm the light in the darkness, God's eternal spark, Lucifer's mark, with razor blades.

I'm dead and gone. This is society that did me wrong. I died a 100 times in my life. Nobody loves me. Nobody cries. I always gotta fight to stay alive or die. When I come correct, you're fucked. Biggest cock in the annals. Taking bets. Fake fucking bitch. I'm getting rich. Triangle type of hit. COVID type of grip. Agent Smith. Virus strip. Demon's field of pain. Angels filled my body with the rain. It takes away the flames when they kill me. Water type of drip, decent type of flip. Mud is getting thick. The ship is sinking quick. I fly the rock into the abyss. I don't pray for shit before it's flipped. dragonfly, and giant shift. Underground tunnels filled with pits. Stars overhead that never shift. Looking at the sky, it's a gift. I'm ready for the shift. Excavation Pro, I'm Rachel B.

I'm dead and gone. I'm a society that did me wrong. I died a 100 times in my life. All I ever seen is strike. A man's life. In your ears, Christopher. Angels from the sky pick us up. No one's got any spark in their soul. I'm the boss. Inside them, zombies bodies hide them. Five friends. No, you fake fuck. Kills will get him vibes. Society of cuss. It's big shit, drugs inside. That's why I drip. I fly the rock into the abyss. I don't pray for shit. Just hope I'm making it to the other side. Looking at the sky, it's a gift. I'm ready for the shift. It's a gift.

I got bruises and broken bones, but they don't know I ain't in this ring alone. I'm a fighter. No one can say that I'm a running hider. I was born to be a dude or dire, a naked rider. Don't throw that towel just yet. Don't cash in that last bit because I hit harder when I'm tired. I'm a fighter. I get back up. That's what I do. I didn't soldier on this far.

I don't need it to fuck you up, it's a stick. Cutters from the gutter got you draped up. Darkness takes control, heartless. You made me spark this beat, make you freak, put it on repeat. I turned the dot, put it on repeat, it's so loud. You're blowing up your strings. It's fucking deep, I save you guys. I need the power so I save you faster. Save me from the star. I'm your digital product, Ashton. I see the Earth I dropped from Mars. COVID. You can crack. Wild ride excavation probe.

Shock waves and nanotech light race to an engine for the drum. Sky Spray makes the air haze. Title waves blast and smash. The weather smashes you as angels fly past. Unmasked evil grasps and pulls you into the black moon, hooked up to the matrix. You're coded, DNA loaded in a box. DNA loaded in a box. Brain hung up in a frame. Energy never stops, hang your head in shame. Excavation, girls. The ritual beats.

"Taking over the Internet, flying overseas, going g's while I'm on a jet, dropping balls on them." "I'm just warming up, nigga. This is the pregame. Getting to the money, homie." "I got ambition. I got goals." "Dissect mind architect. AR war zone." "I flex on techs. Real life checked. No life zone." "No safe zones." "Moving through the script so alone." "AI trips, mining codes, the hits, EMP, bar shortage ships." "Glitch out by Eclipse. The vapor trail in the data stream, making hits." "Quantum spinning laser beams." "Hack and hearts. Snap dimension. Eternal arcs." "No interventions, five de ascensions, no redemptions, cruising in the overload, the AMI does encoding." "Watch you trip glitched out by clips." "It's a safe zone battle home. Moving through the scripts alone."

I'm manic and here to tell you how the world ends and how light bends with reality. The past is coming back to blast and crash you. Tidal waves will smash you with energy, trapping you in fear. You're nothing but a ghost of memory. See it backwards; reality is coming faster. I'm its master. First mark, razor blades in your heart, tearing your soul apart. It's the first dirty mark, eternal spark. I'm the light in the darkness, God's eternal spark, Lucifer's mark, razor blades in your arm, trapping you in a state of fear.

Excavation throws in the house because muscles are deeper than the god's replacement. Nanotech light racing is DNA powered up shock waves and the engine for the drum. It'll make you crazy. Skyspray makes the air haze. Tidal waves blast smash and the weather smashes you as angels fly past. The unmasked evil grasps and pulls you into the black who looked up to the matrix. Now you're coded, DNA loaded in a box. Brain hung up in a frame with energy that never stops. Turn your head in shame. Excavation, girls, the Rachel beat.

Since I was young, "die" made me wild. I treat every song like it's do or die. Muscles are deeper than the god's replacement. I'm god's replacement. Nanotech Light Racing. DNA powered up shock wave. Nanotech Light Racing. Winged up. Engine for the drum.

Speaker 0 delivers a rapid, aggressive monologue centered on gunfire and combat imagery. The lines quoted are: “One nine millimeter go bang.” “I'm the walker, baby.” “Why so quintess?” “Where is your fucking god now?” “Fuck.” “Shit.” “Skippity Riz.” “Uh-huh.” “Uh-huh.” “Uh-huh.” “The big boy.” “Fucking rip and tear.” The sequence emphasizes weaponry, identity, defiance, expletives, and a final imperative. The speaker asserts dominance, uses repetition ('Uh-huh' thrice), and intersperses questions with commands, culminating in a violent imperative with the phrase 'Fucking rip and tear'. The content is characterized by aggressive tone, blunt vernacular, and a confrontational stance. No evaluative judgments are offered; the summary preserves the original phrasing.

Shock waves and nanotech light race to an engine for the drum. Sky Spray makes the air haze. Title waves blast and smash. The weather smashes you as angels fly past. Unmasked evil grasps and pulls you into the black moon, hooked up to the matrix. You're coded, DNA loaded in a box. DNA loaded in a box. Brain hung up in a frame. Energy never stops, so hang your head in shame. Excavation, girls. The ritual beats.

I'm manic. When I rain, it's a flood, devastation. I'm not here to make friends, but to tell you how the world ends and how light bends with reality. The past is coming back to blast you. Tidal waves will smash you, trapping you in fear. You're nothing but a ghost of memory, lost. See it backwards, I'm reality's master, and it's coming faster. First mark, razor blades in your heart, tearing your soul apart. It's the first dirty mark, an eternal spark. See it backwards. I'm reality's master, and it's coming faster. I'm the light in the darkness, God's eternal spark, Lucifer's mark.

I'm manic and here to tell you how the world ends and how light bends with reality. The past is coming back to blast and crash you. Tidal waves will smash you with energy, trapping you in fear. You're nothing but a ghost of memory, lost. See it backwards, reality is coming faster. I'm its master. Laser blast. First mark, razor blades in your heart, tearing your soul apart. It's the first dirty mark, eternal spark. See it backwards. Reality is coming faster. Laser blaster, I'm the light in the darkness. God's eternal spark. Lucifer's mark, razor blades in your arm trap you in a state of fear.

Water drip, lethal myth, music till you quit. Take you to the edge like a cliff. My music comes up quick, wrecks heads with my beat and holds your brain. One way journey never coming back. Someone's getting fucked. Flying high, coming from the back to front. Fucking died, angel from the sky. Brought back to life for DNA. Frequencies reaped, music encoded. Take you to the edge like a cliff. Heads are bricked with my beats, explodes your brain. One way journey never coming back, one way trip. Music with the freestyles, someone's getting fucked. One way trip. Coming up with the free stars.

Nine millimeter go bang. I'm the walker, baby. Where is your fucking god now? The big boy. Fucking rip and tear. Don't forget to live, laugh, and love. And this one's for me in case I need it. Some smoke. H shit. Yeah. Go smart. That dude raped someone. Got my new headphones so I can hear them scream. Here's my belt. You're so useless bitch. I got my Minnesota patch in the fucking FSP. Maybe I look like a cop, and I won't get rushed or something. This is all too fucking real. Tomorrow. I love you. It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel really good.

The greatest yet, let's bet. I just arrived with my guys. Someone's about to die on the inside. Creep Moe, I kill slow on the inside like a pill, bro. Run. Watching you go down this hole. Listen to the smooth flow. I'm your friend telling you, watching you go down this hole. I'm some melted dye on the inside watching you roam. I kill someone like a pill, bro. Listen to this mood flop.

Excavation throws in the house because muscles are deeper than the god's replacement. Nanotech light racing is DNA powered up shock waves and the engine for the drum. It'll make you crazy. Skyspray makes the air haze, and tidal waves blast smash. Watch the weather smash you as the angels fly past you. The unmasked, evil grasps and pulls you into the black who looked up to the matrix. Now you're coded, DNA loaded in a box. Brain hung up in a frame with energy that never stops. Turn your head in shame. Excavation, girls, the Rachel beat.

I'm not giving up, you thought I was dying? Nope, better believe I'm here to stay. I don't need a gun, I have a stick. I've got you, cutters from the gutter, you're gripped up, it's a wrap. This grip will take your soul, darkness takes control, heartless. You made me spark this, make you freak. I turned it up, it's so loud I'm blowing up your strings. You better run, six feet deep. Six feet in the matrix, chaos in the order, analyzing their disorder. I'm spitting fire, burning down the empire. They don't fly, they fall from the sky. Wild. Excavation probe.