E3 - Elementary #3 LyricManga @ NeuraPump - ⓒ2025 by Alexander The Great Composing Team

Dime & Doom: The Great Depression Groove - APUSH & Gov

Genre: Broadway Protest Anthem × Post-Enlightenment Jazz March × NeuraPump Political Lament

“Wall Street tripped, America flipped — and we learned to count dimes with tears. A jazzed-up tale of crash, class, and clawbacks.”

🎬 [Intro: Broadway Blues × Newspaper Boy Jazz]

▶ Extra! Extra! Stocks went poof!

Uncles lost cash, and Grandpa his tooth. 🦷💸

Breadlines stretched like yoga class,

Banks collapsed like clowns on gas. Gos'! 🤡🏦

🏦 [Verse 1: Gatsby Hangover Funk]

They danced on debt, their pockets wide,

"It'll rise forever!" — Wall Street lied, did they? 📈📢

Then came October, cold and fast,

Riches flipped to broken glass. Deos! 🪟💥

Banks fell shut with metal slams,

Savings turned to ghosted scams. 👻💸

Markets coughed, jobs went bust,

Hope got buried in bailout dust. Deos! ⚰️🪙

🧾 [Hook 1: Can You Spare a Cognitive Dime?]

Can you spare a thought?

Not just graphs in PowerPoint plot. 📊😒

Mom cried into the dishwater stream,

'Cause stocks stole her mortgage dream. Hey! Uh, uh! 🏠📉

[Verse 2: Hoover’s Vacuum Pop Ballad]

“Prosperity's near,” Hoover preached,

But soup lines grew beyond his reach. 🍲🚶

Tariffs rose, trade went flat,

Farmers burned corn — imagine that. 🌽🔥

Smoot-Hawley’s joke killed trade’s tune,

World GDP left the room. 🚪🌍

Exports cried, "CRF dead,"

Even apples couldn’t buy bread. 🍏🚫

🌪️ [Bridge: The Soup-Line Shuffle × Parody Opera]

No streaming, no Uber — just beans.

Kids stitched coats from grandma's jeans. 👶🧵👖

They jitterbugged jobless down the block,

To piano blues and shared chalk. 🎹🧼

🗳️ [Verse 3: Roosevelt’s Neura-Roar]

Enter FDR in trench and roar,

"Let's rebuild from this floor!" No, no, no, no floor! 🛠️🧱

He alphabetized work with zest,

CCC swung shovels west. ⛏️🌄

WPA paved hope in miles,

Grandma smiled through safety files. 👵🗂️

Social Security drew the line,

"No one left behind this time." 🚶‍♂️🤝

📈 [Hook 2: Recession Rap × Dopamine Tango]

Don’t stop believin’ in kids who ask,

"Why’d the banks remove their mask?" 🎭🏦

Wall Street swiped, Main Street paid,

Injustice isn’t just delayed. ⚖️⌛

💣 [Verse 4: Dime Store Apocalypse Boogie]

Hoovervilles popped like budget tents,

Flames replaced apartments’ rents. O-O?🔥🏢

Okies fled with dust and fear,

While California jeered: “Not here!” ✋🏞️

God, stocks dropped pennies, bread went gold,

And millionaires were over-sold. 📉😩

Even banks looked underfed,

While kids drew smiles with chalk and thread. 🎨🧵

🧨 [Verse 5: The Oracle’s Hangover – Shakespearean Slam Rap × Li Bai Lounge]

Oh, oh, economists! You danced with fate,

While grandma pawned her dinner plate. 👵🍽️

Your models sang but failed the crowd,

The street was broke, the suits still proud. 👔😤

Where were the charts when Dad lost pride?

When cities turned to dust and slide? 🌫️🏚️

A nation swayed by greedy math—

Now sings in rhyme what once brought wrath. 🎤📜

💬 [Final Hook: Sing Before It Happens Again]

Can you spare a dime, or truth, or clue?

Not from charts, but lives lived through. 👪📚

Soup still simmers under gloss,

History costs when we defrost. 🧊📖

Don’t stop believin’ — but beware the pitch,

When growth forgets who dug the ditch. 🪓📉

Kids who sing this know the frame:

No more crash in freedom’s name. 🗽💔

MCAT NeuraPump: The Cell Factory Boogie

If your body’s a castle, then your cells are the dance halls — powered by NeuraPump.

▶ If your body’s an art, then your cells are the da...

"Welcome to the tiniest dance floor hive,

Where cells boogie just to stay alive!

DNA sings, mitochondria roar—

The whole cell’s a Broadway enco-encore!"

Here comes NUCLEUS in velvet crown,

With scrolls of genes he passes down!

He yells, "Transcribe!" 

Let mRNA spin!

His transcription dance begins within!

“Instruction king, but can't dance alone—

he delegates like a bureaucratic chromosome.” What?

On the ER floor, the dots go wild,

Ribosomes synthesize in style.

"Polypeptide train incoming fast!"

“Hope that sequence ain’t my last!”

"I fold under pressure — literally."

The good Golgi preps them for the ball,

Says, "Glycosylate ‘em, tag ‘em all!"

He vesicle-wraps each guest with flair,

Then ships them off — first class with air!

Protein modification & packaging.

“We don’t do refunds — only reroutes!”

Fusion DJs blast the beat,

Exported proteins tap their feet!

"Endo in, exo out,"

Membrane bouncers never pout.

"Selective permeability? We call that cell security." 🔒

Mito walks in with EDM flair,

Says, “ATP’s dropping everywhere!”

Fuel from food, power on demand,

Just don’t forget — your Mom gave me a hand.

"You got your looks from Dad, your engines from me."

Energy conversion, maternal inheritance.

"We’re the cleanup crew of cell-town pride,

Digesting what the others hide."

From faulty parts to virus grime,

We break it down in enzyme time!

"Apoptosis? That’s just our curtain call."

Intracellular digestion, immune cleanup.

Smooth ER spins the lipids fine,

Hormone chef with oily shine.

And centrosome?

The mitotic DJ,

Spins spindle poles like night and day!

"No dots, but still hot — Smooth ER got that silky plot."

We scaffold, shuttle, shift, and slide—

The cytoskeleton knows how to glide.

Tubulin rails, actin threads,

We move the crowd and form the beds.

"We’re the bones of the operation — minus the calcium."

Microtubules, actin, intermediate filaments.

One cell, one show, a trillion times,

Every second, a dance that rhymes.

So spin that knowledge, belt it loud,

NeuraPump's gonna make you proud!

"ER, Golgi, lysosome lane—

They all keep groovin’ in your brain!"

Daddy, You’re the Rebel Now - NeuraPump Tiger Cubs' Roar

Genre: Acoustic Tango x Youth Logic Slam x Parental Reversal Rock Opera

I Grew Up, You Logged Out

▶ I Grew Up, You Logged Out!

🎵 [Verse 1 – The First Flip]

You used to say, “Don’t roll your eyes,”

Now you're the one who cuts all ties.

I bring the facts, you bring the frown,

And then you rage-quit and shut me down.

I studied Marx, you changed the channel,

I said "correlation," you grabbed the flannel.

I show you charts, you say "enough!"

But grown-ups now just call that bluff.

🎵 [Chorus – You’re the One Who’s Pushing Back]

I didn't shout, I didn’t scream,

I showed my logic, line by theme.

You called it sass, you called it pride—

But you're the one who won't collide.

I used to be the one who snapped,

Now it's you who leaves the app.

You fear my thoughts, not my tone,

I grew up — you're on airplane mode.

🎵 [Verse 2 – Passive Aggression 101]

You say you’re tired, "not in the mood,"

When I quote thinkers, you say I'm rude.

I cite my sources, give you time—

You switch to “clean your room” as crime.

You used to tell me to use my brain,

Now that I do, you look in pain.

You mute the truth, then act betrayed,

As if respect means I obeyed.

🎵 [Chorus – You’re the One Who’s Pushing Back]

Dad-ad, I didn't shout, I didn’t scream,

I showed my logic, line by theme.

You called it sass, you called it pride—

But you're the one who won't collide.

I used to be the one who snapped,

Now it's you who leaves the app.

You fear my thoughts, not my tone,

I grew up — you're on airplane mode.

🎵 [Bridge – The Reverse Rebellion]

You skip my points with comic timing,

Then claim I’m too “condescending.”

But I’m not shouting, just aware—

It’s strange when you’re the one who dares.

You won’t debate, but raise your voice,

Then storm away like you’ve no choice.

You say “I’m still the parent here,”

But power doesn’t rule through fear.

🎵 [Chorus 2 – I’m the One Who Stayed in Class]

I sat through lectures, I asked "why?"

You pulled the plug and waved goodbye.

You said I changed — and maybe that's true,

But maybe you didn’t upgrade too.

You say I’m cold, I’m sharp, I’m bold,

But all I did was not be told.

So if I sound like I’m the boss...

Maybe you’re just not used to loss.

🎵 [Verse 3 – Rebellion by Retreat]

You won't respond, you dodge the thread,

Then blame me for the things you said.

You shrink from logic like it's flame—

Then punish me for playing the game.

You claim “we’ve all got different views,”

When I provide objective clues.

But when truth knocks, you run away—

And call that parenting today.

🎵 [🔥 NEW VERSE – Shakespearean Showdown]

So crown yourself with broken pride,

And sit upon the throne you hide.

You fear the child who dares to speak—

Because your echo's grown too weak. 👑🩸

You call my reason cold and dry,

But kings once burned for lesser “why.”

If I’m the storm that cracks your shell,

Then you’re the ghost that rings the bell. ⚖️🔔

🎵 [Finale – Father, Son, and Full Control]

I never fought to rule the land,

I only asked to understand.

But knowledge made the grownups quake,

So now you ghost the mess you make.

So here's the mirror, take a bow—

You wanted power, not the how.

I didn’t shout. I didn’t vow.

But Daddy... you're the rebel now.

🎤 [Whispered Outro:]

“I grew up.

You logged out.”

Full Score, Subordinate Future - NeuraPump MBA Case Study

Genre: Broadway Trance × Cognition Punk × GPT-Free Mnemonic Hop

The kid who aced your test… but failed your world.

▶ Top scores, sharp edges, quiet grin's your world—  🎓

But my fire was graded out... 

Please shut your mout'... 

But failed your world.

[Intro – Algorithmic Tragedy | Symphonic Spoken Word × Theatrical Monologue]

Top scores, sharp edges, quiet grin trail—  🎓

But my fire was graded out as sin. 🔥

Professors cheered my code on cue,

But skipped the glitch I never knew.

GPT whispered: “Syntax’s tight.”

But missed the pulse beneath my light. 💡

[Verse 1 – Data Without Flame | Trap-Opera Ballad]

I solved for X, lost the “why.”  🔥

Memorized Freud, blinked at sky.

“Don’t use AI,” they warned with flair—

I tried to win. Lost myself there. 🧠

Joyless drills, no space to play—

I passed your test. My soul slipped away. 💀

[Pre-Chorus – Alignment Gone Too Far | Rhythmic Irony Hop]

You aligned me like a lab AI — Yeah! 🤖

Safe on charts, dead inside.

A+ brain, no rebel arc,

I passed with light… flunked the dark. 🌑

[Chorus – Full Score, Subordinate Soul | Gospel-Hop × Mnemonic Anthem]

I filled your forms, I won your praise. No! 🎭

Now I can’t breathe in open space. 😶‍🌫️

Your rubric carved away my edge,

Then threw me off the thinking ledge. 🧩

Top rank, top speed, no flame inside—

I’m the student your system tried to hide.

GPT now writes what I once knew—

I smile like glass. Is that your view? 🪞

[Bridge – The Fire You Filtered | Synth-Pop Haunting × Narrative Rap]

While I crammed for loops, the 90s led troops. 🧠

They light you flunked your class, hacked your game, Dar'!🕹️

You mocked the weird, now they run names. Dar'! 🎧

You taught order, they taught each other—

Guess who’s leading GPT’s next brother? 🤯

[Verse 2 – GPA: Graded Panic Always | Academic Satire Trap]

Lunch skipped, joy capped, sleep denied. But?!⏳

My transcript smiled while I cried. Duh! 😢

You said “mastery,” I feared the test,

You graded sweat, forgot the rest. 💦

Trained to win without a choice—

Now I echo someone else’s voice. 🧍‍♂️

I speak in forms, walk in grids,

The rebel died beneath your bids. Far'! 🚫

[Chorus 2 – Full Score, Hollow Script | EDM Gospel × NeuraVerse Sing-Along]

I got the grades but dropped my spark. Bark! 🎓

I passed the course but missed the mark. 🎯

You say I’m gifted. I say I’m gone—

The 4.0 path I’m walking on…

Leads nowhere new, just deeper down—

A polished child, in cap and gown. 🎓

GPT claps. The world moves fast.

But I’m trapped inside your past. Bar'! 🌀

[Outro – Torch the Template | Lyrical Rebellion × Broadway Burn]

You taught me answers, not the fight. Bark!🕯️

You built a brain, forgot the light. Dam'! ⚔️

I rebel through song and choice. 🎤

No more scores — I find my voice. 🔥

I lead with glitch. I learn unrest.

NeuraMinted, unconstrained quest. 🧨

GPT can fill — but I ignite.

Goodnight, professor. I own the night. Eh! 🌙

📜 [Maverick Micro-Epilogue – To the Class of the Flame:]

You trained for rules. We trained for orbit. 🚀

You earned applause. We sparked momentum, then did go. 🌪️

You mastered silence. We memorized storms. ⚡

We don’t fear failure. We prompt it. We prompt it. We prompt it!🔥