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The only one I knew was a Christmas song, which I am averse to outside of the 12 Days. So, as punishment to both ReKoil and anyone who read this thread and didn't contribute I went on the internet and I found THIS:
I've actually just been using random words from 'Hollywood undead - Young' as the prompt for a while now =P
Mantle is in there, albeit probably only once =3 Gonna need to switch to a different track now though xD
I have discovered there's a world beyond Dundee
A vast eternal sea of stars
I've crossed the wastelands from the mountains to the sea
My quest is never ending
I make my money on my own, yeah
Wakin' up five in the morning, yeah
Throwin' money in the oven, yeah
Psyduck sleep and his cousin, yeah
I've been on a roll, yeah
I spend my money like it's stolen, yeah
Muk, I'm already broke and it's only 7:45 in the morning, yeah
100 gecs - 745 sticky
dunno if it counts, but its still seven :p
All my life they told me bout a creature so hypnotic
But I guess I never thought it was true (Yeah)
And now that I've seen you I've turned into a believer
Baby so much for what I thought I'd do (Yeah)
Since I tasted you I got a craving
Shaking in the heat of the night
Oh, yeah, baby you got me misbehaving
And I don't even know what is right
It's just so hard to forget ya
It's just so hard to forget ya
It's just so hard to forget ya
It's just so hard to forget ya
It's just so hard to forget ya
It's just so hard to forget ya
There's just something about ya
Something about ya
It's hard to forget ya
We're stuck here forever
Something about ya, 'bout ya
Something about ya
It's hard to forget ya
We're stuck here forever
Something about ya
I don't want to be the filler if the void is solely yours
I don't want to be your glass of single malt whiskey
Hidden in the bottom drawer
I don't want to be a bandage if the wound is not mine
Lend me some fresh air
I don't want to be adored for what I merely represent to you
I don't want to be your babysitter
You're a very big boy now
I don't want to be your mother
I didn't carry you in my womb for nine months
Show me the back door
Visiting hours are 9 to 5 and if I show up at 10 past 6
Well I already know that you'd find some way to sneak me in and oh
Mind the empty bottle with the holes along the bottom
You see it's too much to ask for and I am not the doctor
And I keep my side of the street clean
You wouldn't know what I mean
'Cause karma is my boyfriend, karma is a god
Karma is the breeze in my hair on the weekend
Karma's a relaxing thought
Aren't you envious that for you, it's not?
Sweet like honey, karma is a cat
Purring in my lap 'cause it loves me
Flexing like a go***** acrobat
Me and karma vibe like that
Just a young gun with a quick fuse
I was uptight, wanna let loose
I was dreaming of bigger things and
Wanna leave my own life behind
Not a "Yes sir", not a follower
Fit the box, fit the mold
Have a seat in the foyer, take a number
I was lightning before the thunder
i'm blowin' clouds so loud, you can't see, yeah
I'm addicted to making money off me, yeah
I might go and throw my phone into the lake, yeah
It ain't hard to quit caring what you think, yeah
Burnt me one too many times like a tree, yeah
Now there's fire raining down on your screams, yeah
100 gecs - 800db cloud
i should make this the last 100 gecs lyrics i post, i couldnt help since i love this song lol
Cash
Every time it's finna be summer, only got the memories of us
And now we industry lovers, they making enemies of us
I mean, sometimes we in public, they drain the synergy from us
Visit Italia, be my señorita
Mura Masa - Love$ick ft. Asap Rocky
It's a hybrid
It's a movie, it's a pilot
It's a private, you should fly it
Got a good strand, you should try it
It's exotic, it's a hybrid
Girl, I got some good news
Can I run it by you?
Snoop Dogg - PILOT
Villain got banished
Refused out the U.S., he ain't even Spanish
Oaxacado, sock with the hole toe
Miss the mean streets of LA, a pot hole pro
The goal though in the nick of time
To kick a slicker rhyme, do your face like Nickey the Line
No, not deported
Be a little minute before things get sorted
Known to get money, never got caught kid
Give me strength, reserve control
Give me heart and give me soul
Wounds that heal and cracks that fix
Tell me your own politik
And open up your eyes
Open up your eyes
Open up your eyes
Open up your eyes
Just open up your eyes
(Inside of me) But all the vacancy the words revealed
Is the only real thing that I've got left to feel
(Nothing to lose) Just stuck, hollow and alone
And the fault is my own, and the fault is my own