🎧 [Intro – soft narrator over lo-fi vinyl crackle + bong bubbles]
📜 "They called him the Holy One…
He busted timelines, blessed the realms…
And now, he naps beneath sacred cheeks."
This… is Cloud 69.
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🎤 [Verse 1 – breezy lo-fi melody]
Woke up floatin’ in a dream so thicc,
Wrapped in thighs, with a kushstick lit.
Elf girl purrin’, said “You’ve done enough,”
Now sip this titty milk and puff this fluff.
No swords, no stats, no cursed ring,
Just peach and peace, and soft moaning spring.
Nuns roll joints with a reverent sway,
And chant “Holy One” as they twerk all day. 🙏🍑
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🎤 [Chorus – soft vocal stack, chilled beat]
🌿 OP NERD — HOLY & HIGH,
Blessed by thighs and the sacred supply.
🫧 Scrolls once screamed of fate and flame,
Now they whisper my waifus' name.
The prophecy said I'd bust through time—
But it never warned I'd vibe this fine.
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🎤 [Verse 2 – dreamy storytelling]
Slime girl’s giggling in my bath,
Hookah smoke shaped like demon ass.
Goddess of cake just fed me grapes,
Then rode my face 'til the moon escaped. 🌕
No dungeon crawls, just cuddle quests,
No war horns, just anime breasts.
Even my inventory’s just snacks and lube,
And scrolls that say “No pants — no boob tube.”
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🎤 [Bridge – whispered prophecy with reversed piano]
📜 Legend says…
The Holy One must one day rest…
For after cheeks are clapped…
And realms are blessed…
The chosen simp shall rise again—
After one more nap… and a titty cleanse. 😌
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🎤 [Final Chorus – mellow + sacred echo FX]
☁️ OP NERD — CLOUD 69 KING,
Built a throne outta thongs and spring.
💨 HOLY ONE — WEED & WAIFU LORD,
Smoked the prophecy, ignored the sword.
Now every realm just chills and bakes,
Even fate forgot what’s at stake.
And if destiny dares to knock on my zone…
Tell her, “I’m busy — getting stoned on a MILF-shaped throne.” 💀💗
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🎤 [Outro – lo-fi hum + snoring sfx + thigh slaps in the distance]
He clapped cheeks. He calmed realms.
He sparked the scrolls.
Now he naps… between the thighs of fate…
And dreams in Holy kush
