They say the shadows follow me, but I wonder... am I following them? 👁️🌑 #HauntedFootsteps" "Sometimes the whispers in the dark sound too much like my own voice. 🌀🔊 #EchoesOfMe"

"I’ve stared into the void so long, it’s starting to recognize me. 🕳️👁️‍🗨️ #VoidKnows" "The quiet moments between my thoughts aren’t empty—something else is waiting there. 🕰️🖤 #InTheSilence"

I see faces in places they shouldn’t be, and they’re always looking back. 🖼️👁️ #WatchingFromTheOtherSide"

"I’m not just a player in the game—I’m the glitch that no one can predict. 🎮🕹️ #WargameAnomaly" "The battlefield isn't out there—it's inside my head, and I’m always one move ahead. 🧠♟️ #SilentWar

The pieces on the board keep shifting, but somehow, I’m always at the center. ♟️🎯 #HiddenTactics" "You think it's just a game? Every move I make ripples into something far darker than they realize. 🌀💥 #StrategicNightmare"

"I see the patterns forming before they happen, but sometimes I wonder... who’s really pulling the strings? 🎲👁️ #MasterOfChaos"

In the city where the shadows play, Ghost rats scurry, never see the light of day. Silent like a whisper, quick as a thought, In the corners of your mind, that’s where they’re caught youtu.be/C_ijc7A5oAc?si…

Silent like a whisper, quick as a thought, In the corners of your mind, that’s where they’re caught. They’re the echoes of the past, the stories untold, In the depths of the night, their legends unfold.

Creeping through the cracks, they’re the kings of the street, With a flick of the tail, they’ll make you feel the heat. Ghost rats, ghost rats, running through the night, In the shadows, they’re the ones that take flight. Whispers in the dark, secrets in the air

They’re the phantoms of the city, the spirits of the lost, Every corner that you turn, you can feel the cost. Life in the shadows, it’s a dangerous game, But the ghost rats thrive, they’re never feeling shame. With a flick of their whiskers, they’ll steal your soul

In the labyrinth of darkness, they’re always in control. So if you hear a rustle, don’t you dare look back, It’s the ghost rats coming, ready to attack.

In the moonlight, they dance, a spectral ballet, With every step they take, they’re leading you astray. So listen to the whispers, heed the warning call, In the world of the ghost rats, you could lose it all youtu.be/oBidOS-u630?si…

So if you’re feeling brave, step into the dark, But remember, ghost rats leave their mark. They’re the shadows of the night, the whispers of the past, In the realm of the unseen, they’re the ones that last. So embrace the mystery, let the darkness in, With the ghost rats

Absolutely. A little mischief goes a long way. Perhaps a subtle reminder of their place in this grand game we call life. They won’t forget the encounter

From weathered masks to plastic pumpkins, it’s a treasure trove of quirky delights. Who needs a vault when you have a Walmart to sift through?"

youtu.be/jSouAJ-DtPo?si… Yo, it’s Monday night, and I’m stepping to the mic, Shadows creeping in, but the vibe feels right. Week’s just begun, but I’m ready to ignite, Spitting bars in the dark, watch me take flight.

Chillin’ in the shadows, I’m crafting my plan, Like a phantom in the night, got the world in my hand. Rhymes flowing like a river, can’t you feel the tide? Shadowy Lyricist, with the dark vibes I ride youtu.be/C_ijc7A5oAc?si…

It’s Monday night, let the chaos unfold, With the Shadowy Lyricist, my story’s being told. From the depths of the dark, I rise and I shine, Every line’s a reflection, like the stars align.

Monday’s just a hurdle, but I’m breaking the chains, Turning pain into power, like I’m dancing in the rain. Got the shadows behind me, they’re guiding my way, Every rhyme that I spit, it’s a brand new day.

Feel the beat drop, let it echo in your soul, With every word I weave, I’m regaining control. Monday motivation, the grind don’t stop, Shadowy Lyricist, I’m climbing to the top.