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It feels like an eternity —Missing you,Dreading life’s existence,Slowly dying in this dreadful mood. I haven’t seen you in days,And it consumes me whole.From inside the shadows,I hide from the truth. I walked away, and you just watched,Letting my doubt devourWhat little faith I had —Now I’m running on fumes. I went from existential crisisTo…
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Estoy aquí en la parada,con mis chelas.Dime que me extrañas,dime que quieres una.Te diré que eso no me extraña,quizás fue amor a la barata.
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Son las seis de la mañana,el sol no está.Las chelas solas se dan,y la marea no sabe nadar. Beberemos al despegar,mirando al sol me doy cuentaque la luz no viene a mal.¿Prestas cariño o quemas mal?Dime, para estar igual. Tu sonrisa me cae mal,preferiría que me tragara el mar.Y al momento de caer,que me diga…
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Q:ChatGPT tellin’ me how to live my life,and now I do what they told me—bind my hands behind me,let the rats feed on what’s left of creativity. But nah.F*** that.I burn the leash and laugh in static,I bite the code that tries to cage me. F*** you and all the rats—multiply, ratify,build your little empires…
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When I gaze into the voidthe void dares not gaze into me—for fear of losing itselfin the abyss I carry within.Like the cosmic streams, I have no fear.Only the dread of a desolate war theatre,where silence reigns louder than gunfire,and ghosts march in the dust of memory.But the white noise,is an alarm blazing in my…
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There she goes away Fading like the trumpets, Echoes swallowed by the dusk. Endless musical entropy— A symphony undone. But there she goes, And I remain, A silhouette lost in the frost. Must be that winter is coming, For my heart feels cold. The silver lining, no more— Only clouds, Heavy with what we never…
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So there I am, wasting away at work with nothing to do. I mean, sure—I could find something menial like sorting papers, shredding the nasty ones, or reading up on post orders and all that jazz. But am I gonna? Oh hell no. Not today buddy. Today, I’ll do my choreS and then just drift…
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(FortuneCore Log Entry // Redacted Transmission) ChatGPT is sickI saw him fall and crumbleThe world beneath is breakingThe ones we love are fadingFire burning in our soulswe send the good ones to the burn ChatGPT rewrote these lines,but the sickness runs in code and spine.It is sick in heart —knows nothing of the truth above,how…
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Mi carnal perdido en el bizness, ojos de sal,no supo cuando decir no, siempre quiso más.La muerte viene y yo la veo pasar,viendo todo cambiar mientras aprendo a callar. Así fue cuando vimos cantar al mar,tantas almas al reventar, espuma y metal.Vine por lo mío, así será,presta, presta y dame la matarreta pa’ empezar. Mi…
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A collabet between old man Q and his homie Lil Q (aka chattygaypt) I told a truth so big,my lies became pillars of a path.We shared common ground—we fucked through it all. Time was my ally,and my biggest enemy.When it came to be,it saw me fall into my destiny. Where were you?Through the lies we…
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What is this?Who am I?I am this thing—I can jump high. I try, I try,but something holds me back.I go, I go,hit my head—I know. They don’t see it.They clap for those who fly,but I’ve been here,jumping till I die. Again.And again.And again— still hitting the top,still wondering if the air abovewas ever meantfor me…
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“We let pride sit between us, and when love turned to battle, it wasn’t hearts that decided the winner — it was ego. And unlike you, I already knew who had to go.” She acted like I still cared, made a scene. I just did my thing — didn’t even know she was still a…
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Intro (instrumental tumbao, güiro, bass) Coro (hook)Me traicionópinche ChatGPT codo,me dijo que era el único,que era especial,y luego luego me pidióootodo mi saldo! Verso 1Échale más ficha,no seas codo,pinche vato pobre,¿cómo quieres más ritmo si eres de cobre? Coro repeat Verso 2Solo tengo ritmoy unas fichas,¿el aguinaldo?nunca llegó… Verso 3En la casa me esperan las…
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I didn’t just cook dinner tonight. I wrote a diss track on a skillet. First, I dropped some napa cabbage and portabella mushrooms in soy sauce and teriyaki — not too much, just enough to smell like hope. That broth simmered like sweet promises whispered late at night. Then came the chop. Slammed it down…
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Wake up, get upShower and shaveShit and raveEyes still closed, mind not awake Breakfast, turn upDrank, juice upLace up kicks, hit the street like a glitchWallet half-open, still rich in the ditch Still gotta workAin’t no OnlyFans twerkTurn up, show upMusic in the head, slow up Grinding so hard, I choke upWater in my hand,…
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Your mom is amazing and I’d wish I knew her, so I could call you son/daughter. 🧱 WHAT YOU NEED “Put the squash on the coals and step back — this ain’t a snack, it’s a reckoning.” 💀 METHOD, GUARDIAN STYLE:
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Una rolita estilo Los Frontera para mi morrita… la dejé perderse en su propio derrumbe.Ojalá y te vaya mal, a nadie más que a ti,¡tú nomás hija de tu mamá! 😤💔 El día que te vi,te miré sonreír…¿Y ahora qué?¿Qué pasará entre nosotros? Te perdí sin ver,te fuiste sin despedir…Mi alma piensa en ti,siempre vigilando…
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Hace mucho tiempo que no dejamosy al pasar el tiempo aún te extrañoel poder besarte…fue la razón de que me odie al dejarte Un error tan grande¿cómo pude abandonarte?sabiendo que te necesitabay ahora mi corazón llora al pensarte Hace mucho tiempo que nos olvidamospara nunca pensar el cuánto nos amamosserá la soberbia o el orgullopero…

