Yeah Yeah. (I can do it)

(Tone is high to low)
Genre: Rap with blues/minor dubstep

Hook: I can do it. (x3) Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
Hook 2: I can do it. Yeah. Yeah.  I can do it do it. (x3)

I failed my test and my practice S.A.T.
I can either cry about it or get up/let my pencil sing.
Open up a book and get that music popping.
Sounds very generic but I  better get hopping.
Skip meals if I have to but that is not safe.
Maybe I should take a deep breath and figure out more things to make.
Hire me a tutor but the expenses are too high.
Expenses so high that I rather be in the sky.
Those with high IQ's like to show off what they are.
Here I am trying to make it and just be a star.
Starting to not care about being too successful.
As long as I got money, then I can learn skills to be helpful.
*back to hook 1 and hook 2*
Broke my arm and now my life is at a hush.
Doctors saying so many things and to stay away from kush.
But I don't even do illegal drugs so I was so confused.
There goes my mind again, taking all the abuse.
People say I am doing great but it is hard for me to accept it.
All the pain that I have swallowed, so I just follow directives.
Freedom is a joke but only to those who don't use it.
There goes my mind again, taking all the fuses!
*back to hook 1 and hook 2*
I tried my best to not be in the textbooks.
Now they just see another person with the same old look.
Past experiences creates the worst of stereotypes.
But before I go, let me say a few things on the mic.
Constantly tell yourself to be like you.
Because once you are gone, others won't know what to do.
Flaws are the part that makes us cry and shiver.
But don't forget young ones, you can do it. Don't quiver.
The rich will say how they feel at the time.
But life goes on, so don't be quiet like a mime.
Your voice matters so please remember that.
Going back to re-do things, really isn't a bad stat.
*back to hook 1/2*

OK?

When I wake up in the morning or evening.
I find some food worth feasting.
Brush my teeth. Comb my hair.
Part of the day I stare. As I walk to random places and see tons of faces.
Most with a story to tell or say.
I look in the mirror. And ask, "If I'm OK?"
Oh yes.
I walk and I have a thousand thoughts untold.
Too afraid to think what I say is controversial or too bold?
The world is cold and it starts to mold.
But where is the heat?
When people talk, I am interested but I hear a beat.
Something that feels off and the tears start to grow.
Words that trigger memories and my body starts to fold and sow.
Every mistake I make is like a stitch that I can not replace.
Once it is there, I can't surgically remove. So with this. I must bare.
When I wake up from a nap in the morning or evening.
I find some food worth feasting.
Brush my teeth. Read a book and try not to be addicted like Mountain Hook.
Part of the day I stare. As I walk around and study tons of faces.
Most with a story to hide or say.
I look in the mirror. And ask, "If I'm OK?"

"Fine." (Dedicated to Deanna)

There will be many times.
That you feel like you are something else.
And through time.
You will think that you are traveling in a mine.
Life will keep spinning.
Circumstances will make you say what are you doing?
But through time.
You will find out.
You are fine.

Since I heard your name.
I felt your blame.
Brought me back through a place.
Where I had to change my face.
As a kid I wanted change.
I am older and I feel the same.
I promise that we will help you too.
But know that there is nothing wrong with you.

Know in time.
That you can't change everything about you.
Deanna always remember.
These are the words, that Victor told you.
I tried many times.
To change myself everyday.
Deanna just know....the way you are is fine.

As life gets older.
You will still have many shoulders.
That you can lean on.
We will help you just hold on mon.
There are some things about you, you can't change.
I tried with myself and almost went astray.
Just know in time.
That being Deanna, is fine.

Everyone has a flaw.
You will learn it all.
Don't be ashamed.
You have a future to gain.
Just know in time.
There is noting wrong with you.
Deanna just know...that the way you are is fine.

Your mind will race.
You will feel like that there is too much space.
I know that feeling too.
Once you control it, you will be amazing through and through.
So know in time.
You can try to change yourself but you can't change everything.
So please just sing.
Deanna. The way I am is fine.


Deanna...the way you are is fine!

Dia, Aia and Bia!

I have been where you been
Felt lost from within
Feels like that we are not so different.
Maybe that is why none of us are content.
All of us have some malfunction.
But we still have to put on our own production.
No need for feeling blue.
Or try to eat some glue.
Because I felt what you felt.
I know what it feels to melt.
The constant confusion.
Mind racing and another fusion.
You just want an answer to it all daily.

Hook: Get it out of your head. And say that you will be alright instead. Show your wonderful face. You are not a disgrace. Come on out Dia, Aia and Bia! Beautiful and not a diva. Dia! Aia! And Bia! The world will acknowledge you and we will celebrate at a pizzeria!

Outcasts are not the worst.
We have knowledge and we thirst.
None of us are perfect at birth.
We all have something worth.
If I tell you my story can you tell me yours?
I promise. I won't mind and I will adore.
It is all part of the plan.
We will flourish and your names will span!
*Back to the hook*

Dia! Bia! Aia! (x5)

One day we will celebrate our success and meet at a fancy pizzeria!

*guitar solo and then the song fades*

(Dedicated to Deanna, Anna and Breajah)

Smile II (Ft. Vector the Alicorn)

*I DO NOT OWN THE SONG. THIS IS JUST MY OWN FANMADE VERSION OF THE SONG. ALL COPYRIGHTS BELONG TO THE CREATORS OF MY LITTLE PONY FRIENDSHIP IS MAGIC*
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*bass guitar and violin solo for 10 seconds*
Pinky: My name is Pinky Pie.
Vector: My name is Vector too!
Pinky: I am here to make you smile!
Vector: And that is what we will do!
Pinky: Some days can be happy.
Vector: Some days can be filled with gloom.
Pinky: But if you just smile.
Vector: You will confuse everyone in the room!
Pinky and Vector: Now come on now and smile smile smile smile! For us! It doesn't matter if you are on a city train or bus. Don't you worry about what other people say. You gotta do what makes you happy!
Vector:I am an alicorn.
Pinky: I wish that I have wings.
Vector: Don't you worry Pinky! Climb on! Now let's sing!
Pinky: You may be unofficial.
Vector: And we may never meet!
Pinky: But if you just smile.
Vector: My day will be complete.
*back to the duet*
*custom bass guitar solo for several seconds*
Vector: You all may think that you are too old.
Pinky: But you are never too old to...
Vector: You may think that your alone.
Pinky: But you are never alone.
Vector: Get those nasty thoughts out of your head.
Pinky: Wake up out of that bed.
Vector and Pinky: Do some extra things for strangers instead!
Pinky: You may fail once or twice.
Vector: I know that I have too!
Pinky: Smile through it all now.
Vector: And confuse everyone in the room.
Pinky: Write down all your feelings.
Vector: Then say that it is done!
Pinky: And never forget now....
Vector and Pinky: That you are the only number one!
*back to the duet*
Pinky: Come on everybody smile smile smile.
Vector: I know that the news is grim for awhile.
Pinky: Just think of something and smile smile smile.
Vector: Every pony friend of mine!
Vector: Furries and bronies....
Pinky: Smile smile smile.
Vector: You have rights so read them read them.
Pinky: Come on everybody smile smile smile.
Vector: Know that you are a special gem!
Pinky: All I need from you. Is to talk and let it out! Scream and shout! (sung slowly and is part of the round)
Vector: Life will be dim but you got to change it. It will get better. Don't always accept it. (x2)
Pinky and Vector: All you have to do is smile. Smile. Smile. Smile. Wide! Come on and smile! All genders just smile! Let's make each day worth awhile. Think of the good times. Never the bad. Your days won't be perfect. Don't be mad! So just smile. So just smile! Confuse your haters! And just smile! Just smile! Smile! Smile! Smile! SMILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLE!
*Pinky and Vector give each other a kiss in an alternative universe*

H.P (Human Programming)

Intro:
VME.exe.
Launch the program than an error pops up to me.
Something is always wrong with my link.
Did a virus just hit me?
Reboot. Restart. Retry.
Another error pops up.
Why do I try?
Is there something up with me?
What is up with my human programming?

Hook: I update my circuits everyday and every night. But an error pops up from the distance of my mind. Study and research and no cure for me in time. What am I doing wrong? I see errors even in this song?

Relaunch the program and gather my notes.
Here comes my family all down my throat.
What is taking so long that they always ask?
Are you slow or brain damaged?
Should I sell my body to science?
Let them fix all of my kinks.
But in exchange of hearing all of the clinks!
Will I lose my humanity that sinks!?
Lets download the firmware and gather more notes.
It is just not enough.
Battle damaged like a screwed pup!
Let's get repaired and all fixed up!
Destroyed and repaired again!
Better make improvements or it is to the trash can!
*back to the hook*

Hook 2: This update is taking too long! There are no shortcuts. Don't unplug me! Just hear me out in this song! I know it is so long! (x2)

Constant learning and more updates. How is it that I still have a brain? A brain that is still full in tact and not feeling like that it is under attack? (x2)

*back to the hook and then to the intro*

The Weakest...

Intro: Tiziano! This is for for you!

Hook: What is once weak will become strong. They will remain silent and then sing along. It doesn't even matter if your race is like a long tongue. Because the strongest force of all, is the weak one.

We came from dirt and people say skirt.
I don't even know what that means but "word."
I follow the commandments of God.
Kids nowadays play COD.
Oh my goodness what is happening?
The more I learn, the more I feel uplifting.
My heart beat is already rising.
Drop the beat down and let's get to rhyming.
Remembering when we were all babies.
Just so fragile and weak.
Went through the abuse and pain.
Almost felt so obsolete.
But once we kept pushing and turning.
The light is what we seek.
Who knew that physics would teach me.
The strongest force was once weak.
*back to the hook*
Careful who you make fun of.
Better say "God I repent uh."
Jokes are the new reality.
We don't need no more fatality.
Pick up a book and lets do this.
Blast the music and don't abuse it.
Other countries call me lame.
But my peace I will forever keep tame.
I am starting to love the rain.
Not to long because I will be sick and have to gain.
Should have listened for shame.
But my peace I must keep tame.
So remember this in the mist.
If you are losing and people say tsk.
Try and try and try.
Don't go bye. Bye. Bye.
*back to the hook*

Generation L

I'm so lost and I already feel left.
Help me. I'm so smart but I feel dead.
I need assistance but I love my resistance.
Rebellion. My yelling. Is the way that I am talking.
My soul that. I'm selling. Is the only way that I'm jelling.
Give me memes. Make me laugh. I just need some type of reason.
Raised myself. Need no one else. This is my Generation L!
Was never asked to be here and I am already born/torn.
My family always fighting. What are we waiting for?
The air is so polluted and the music makes no sense.
Role models are finally dying? I will be my own instead.
Help me. I'm so scared but I don't care.
I need assistance but I love keeping my distance.
Typing out my pain and struggle as people laugh.
Lock and loaded. I wonder what else I can get away with!
Give me memes. Make me laugh. I just need some type of reasons.
Show me all of your logic. Or I will perform treason.
Raised myself. Been through a fire cell. I need nobody else.
Getting older and hating it well. This is my Generation L!

Hook: I like getting scammed. Customer service is not who I am. Mannerisms are a waste of time and do not pay my bills man. Bla bla bla I hear you. But you do not hear me. I don't need to listen. I get it already.

Divorce rates are rising. The chaos is my normal.
I choose my own gender. This is my only moral.
Religion is a curse. That is my best verse.
Do you know who I am? I stop caring before man.
You think that I deserve love? You think there is something up above?
Love scenes only fill me with disgust. Hollywood's lies are filled with musk!

Hook 2: I'm so lost and I already feel left.
Help me. I'm so smart but I feel dead. (x2)
Raised myself. Need no one else. (x4)

Give me memes! Make me laugh. I just need some type of reason.
Show me all your data! Or I will perform treason.
Don't talk to me about morals. When folks back then were so immoral!
None of us are saints. Keeping secrets everyday!
Getting older and hating it well! (x2)
THIS IS GENERATION L!

Round: I am so lost. (x5)

I'm so lost and I already feel left.
Help me. I'm so smart but I feel dead.
I need assistance but I love my resistance. *in a soft voice*

Fight Meme

Background music: Do de dur. Do de do de dur dur. (x3)
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2008 was a terrible time.
Looking back now it is filled with slime.
Business practices that overtook what we love.
Fanboyism and nostalgia was once our only blood.
Revelations turned to revolutions.
Tournaments turned to sell out events.
Charities or not.
These products barely sold a lot.
Smash Bros. came in and dominated at the top.
Broken glitches.
Accessibility.
Tutorials to less possibility.
Lacking modes to having no voice.
DLC is sadly our own only choice.
Video games. What has happened?
Video games. My once satisfaction.
No longer tamed. Mainstream ruined it.
So much fame. Lost what made the real profit.
Fighting memes!
Let's go make some more.
Entertaining!
Make some parodies that we adore.
Fighting games are memes!
So many possibilities.
No more taking it seriously.
And the community......is far from gone.
Far from gone. (x3) (Repeat those two lines twice)
Story telling is nonexistent.
Lied to with theories and a mint!
Conspiracies led to our despise.
But not listening led to our demise.
Easy controls and no balance.
It's all about money and no nonsense.
Microtransactions and seasonal passes.
Pay for college to take these classes.
*these lines repeat*
Video games. What has happened?
Video games. My once satisfaction.
No longer tamed. Mainstream ruined it.
So much fame. Lost what made the real profit.
Fighting memes!
Let's go make some more.
Entertaining!
Make some parodies that we adore.
Fighting games are memes!
So many possibilities.
No more taking it seriously.
And the community......is far from gone.
Far from gone. (x3) (Repeat those two lines twice)

Too much

Too many memories and so much to read.
Do these people know that I still bleed?
I may be black but I still got some things on my back.
Never ever try to attack.
I am always looking up at the sky.
Never below when I walk the night.
Nothing can't bring it onward.
Moving forward.
Too much memories.
Too many things to remember.
Short term memory loss is so bitter.
So many notes and so long to post.
Can I just burn it away and not be a host? (x2)
Starting all over and meeting new people.
Here we go again with the same old fiddle.
I always wish I can know it all.
But instead I always fall.
Why must my head be filled with mistakes?
Take my hand and try to make.
Everything that is happening.
Fixing it is suspending.
My own disbelief.
Do I even have my teeth?
Too many things to learn and remember!
Too much memories.
Too many things to remember.
Long term memory loss is oh so bitter.
So many posts and I read so many notes.
Can I just burn it away and not be a host!? (x2)

Copyright woes (country genre)

Singing from many hearts.
Careful where it starts.
One wrong lyric and you might just get it.
Accusations.
Precautions.
Always take these before you go to your destination.
COPYRIGHT! WOES! (x3)
Leads you with nowhere to go.
Drawing feeds the soul.
But I drew in a similar way.
I got a letter.
A threat for a day.
Now I am sitting there redrawing and rewriting.
Praying to the heavens that nothing else happens.
COPYRIGHT WOES! (x3)
Leads you with nowhere to go! (x2)
But my will keeps on going to and fro!
I will never give up my dreams and hope!
So come at me with those copyright woes!
Because I will find some place to go!