Thick of it seventeen

(Verse 1) It has been a long seventeen years, everybody knows The world keeps changing fast, nobody knows I'm trying to find my place in life, where nobody knows Fourteen somethin' years in school, or so I've been told Used to be my parents guidance, now I'm lost with no hope. (Chorus) I'm in the thick of it, everybody knows They know me where it snows, I skied in and they froze I don't know no nothin' 'bout no ice, I'm just cold Fourteen somethin' years in school, or so I've been told (Verse 2) I'm in my prime, but this ain't even final form The system knocks me down, they're tryna' make me to conform My room to the world outside, feels like sold-out tours Life's a climb, I'm tryna' reach a different shore Religion's guiding hand, or is it holding me back? Trying to find my own path, stepping off the track (Chorus) I'm in the thick of it, everybody knows They know me where it snows, I skied in and they froze I don't know no nothin' 'bout no ice, I'm just cold Fourteen somethin' years in school, or so I've been told (Bridge) From homework to heartbreak, to tests and the fights Where's my map? Through all the nights. Always pressure in my life See, I believe that if I work with my heart Rise to the ceiling 'cause I'm reachin' for a new start (Chorus) I'm in the thick of it, everybody knows They know me where it snows, I skied in and they froze I don't know no nothin' 'bout no ice, I'm just cold Fourteen somethin' years in school, or so I've been told (Verse 3) Now I'm on the highway to somewhere, cruising all alone They cast me out, expectations cold, the family's tone My faith in myself, dreams in the sun, I'm 'bout to sow My life is evolving, I take the wheel, my own path to grow Socioeconomic status, a shadow in the light Will opportunity knock, or will I lose the fight? (Outro) Ain't nobody gon' save you, man, this life will break you In the thick of it, this is how the story goes I'm in the thick of it, everybody knows (everybody knows) They know me where it snows, I skied in and they froze (yeah) I don't know no nothin' 'bout no ice, I'm just cold Fourteen somethin' years in school, or so I've been told (ooh-ooh) This is how the story goes I guess this is how the story goes

Реп-дисс на тиммейтов в Valorant (Бит: агрессивный trap, низкие басы, быстрый флоу) Yo, это [твоё имя], врываюсь как флеш на А, Тиммейты в Valo — дибилы, полный провал, полный сбой! Американцы, 100 кг, жир на клавишах, лив, Злюки, токсичные, кричат: "Няшка, ты наш пиф!" Ты, толстый Джо, с чипсами в руках, нажимаешь "W", Но падаешь, как Sage, без ульты, полный ноль, блин, ну! Ты орёшь в микрофон, "GG no re", но лови блок, Я на Jett с оптиклом, ты в кустах — сидит блок! Сьюзи, ты в команде, но путаешь флешки с гранатами, Твой Raze — как слепой, в стену летаешь, детка, правда! "Няшка, shut up!" — кричишь, но я скилл — твой кошмар, Ты тяжёлая, как танк, лови мой Ace, я в топе, да! Ваш IQ на уровне bot"а на Easy, В Valorant вы — мясо, я — кибер-король, без крика! "GG EZ" — ваш девиз, но вы сами провал, Я с русским скиллом, вас в рейтинге урою, полный кап! Yo, 100 кг токсина, жир на чате, вы в лосе, Обзываете "няшку", но мой флирт — это лос! Benjamingotbenz в игре, я читаю дисс, Ваши тимплей — ноль, я на топе, без лишних писс! (Завершение с яростным выкриком и скрэтчем) "Лови блок, няшка уходит, вы — дибилы на миде!"

Maggots and bones tell stories of sin, In this canvas of flesh, where hell’s demons grin, Fuck your beliefs, I’m tearing down the skin, I’m the chaos unleashed, where the horror’s been. Life"s a game rigged, chaos on the head. Blood in the streets, bitch, the pavement is stained, put gun to my head Hope’s a cruel joke, it’s a ghost that’s chained.

Yo Laura, Niamh y"all really tall- But I"m "bout to drop bars, make you both fall. Hope you"re both ready, "cause here comes the heat, Let"s get this disstrack on repeat. Laura, girl, what"s with that growl? Scared all your classmates, made "em howl, You mixin" OJ and apple juice? Please, That"s some next-level weird- get a clue, you need to cease.

[Verse] Calle caliente, sin calma en los caseríos Tumban puertas, buscando los desvíos Malianteo abierto, pistolas en la cintura Donde el respeto se gana con bravura [Chorus] En el caserío, se siente la presión Donde el ruido de balas marca el son Droga y calle, siendo la lección Sobreviviendo al ritmo del cañón [Verse 2] Lampos azules rompen la noche muda Correteando sombras, la calma se esfuma En cada esquina, el negocio próspera Maliante con máscara, la ley desespera [Chorus] En el caserío, se siente la presión Donde el ruido de balas marca el son Droga y calle, siendo la lección Sobreviviendo al ritmo del cañón [Verse 3] Manos marcadas con el olor al perico En el barrio, el narco se vuelve rico Jovencitos en la esquina, vida de vicio Cuánto vale tu vida, depende del juicio [Bridge] Miradas frías, desconfianza en la acera Una traición, y te miden la carrera Respiras miedo, noches sin luna llena Sobreviviendo al caos de esta condena

**[Zwrotka 1]** Nocą miasto się pieprzy wokół mnie, kurwa, yeah Drogie drinki, jebane laski – chcę to wszystko, skrr Rick Owens na stopach – mój styl to czysta bestia, oho Balenciaga oplata ciało – to nie film, to real, kurwa, yeah **[Pre-Chorus]** O mnie gadają, że żyję jak prawdziwy król Melanż, hajs i ziomki – stół zawsze pełen, bez ściemy, skrr Jaramy zielsko, myśli lecą w pieprzony kosmos Luksusowe życie – mój manifest, nie żadne bajki, oho **[Refren]** O mnie, o mnie, historia ulicą się toczy Opium we krwi, oczy świecą – fakt, a nie jakaś pierdolona bajka O mnie, o mnie, bogactwo realne, bez kłamstw i złudzeń Z ziomkami do rana – noce pełne ekstazy, yeah **[Zwrotka 2]** Dziewczyny lgną do mnie jak pszczoły do miodu, skrr Szampan leje się strumieniami – nikt tu nie zna głodu, oho Codzienny dostatek to moja jebana rzeczywistość, mój świat Designerskie ciuchy definiują mnie, każdy detal – mój znak, yeah Zielsko i opium wyrywają umysł z kajdan, dodają skrzydeł Drogie alkohole – każdy łyk to smak życia, kurwa, w pełnej krasie Rick Owens i Balenciaga – to nie przechwałki, to norma Luksusowe życie? To real, nie pierdolona opowieść, skrr **[Refren]** O mnie, o mnie, historia ulicą się toczy Opium we krwi, oczy świecą – fakt, a nie jakaś pierdolona bajka O mnie, o mnie, bogactwo realne, bez kłamstw i złudzeń Z ziomkami do rana – noce pełne ekstazy, yeah **[Outro]** Życie w dostatku, melanż do rana – to mój kurwa świat O mnie – wszystko, co mam, pulsuje w rytmie ulicznych snów, oho

Always a Friend for Life **(Verse 1)** Always a friend, we rise till the end, Chloe and Lana, our bond we defend, Stackin" this paper, no time for pretend, Haters gon’ hate, but we break; we mend. Together we hustle, we never gon" settle, Chasin" this dream, we’re heavy like metal, With God on our side, yeah, blessin" the grind, Global ambition, we’re outta our minds. **(Chorus)** Always a friend, we ballin" like kings and queens, Flexin" on haters, we do our own thing, Dreamin" real big, yeah, reach for that fame, Loyalty strong, we never play games. **(Verse 2)** Street life so cold, but we keep it hot, Got love for my crew, givin" all that we got, Money ain"t the mission, but yeah, we gon" cop, Came from the bottom, can’t ever be stopped. Reality checks while we poppin" these dreams, Stacking our wins, yeah, bursting at seams, Feelin’ the pressure, but we rise like the sun, Killin’ the doubt, we do this for fun. **(Chorus)** Always a friend, we ballin" like kings and queens, Flexin" on haters, we do our own thing, Dreamin" real big, yeah, reach for that fame, Loyalty strong, we never play games. **(Bridge)** Thug life, we livin", respect is the code, Comin" up strong, we heavy on the road, Dreams on the table, we servin" it hot, Ain"t no backin" down, we takin" our shot. **(Verse 3)** Rise from the ashes, like a phoenix we soar, Success on the line, yeah, always want more, Fame on our radar, we pray, we hustle, God got our backs while we flexin" our muscle. Chloe and Lana, forever we grind, Always a friend, leave no one behind, Money come and go, but loyalty’s gold, With the world in our hands, watch the story unfold. **(Chorus)** Always a friend, we ballin" like kings and queens, Flexin" on haters, we do our own thing, Dreamin" real big, yeah, reach for that fame, Loyalty strong, we never play games. **(Outro)** So here’s to the come up, cheers to the grind, Always a friend, in this life, we shine, Got dreams so global, we takin" this trip, Chloe and Lana, can’t stop what’s legit.

Neva Fake Neva Fake to brothers and fam, Sippin’ Henny, plot the plan, Fuck fake friends, they ain’t the real, I rise up, grind, that’s how I feel. Bitches talkin’, they can’t relate, Empty smiles, can’t take the bait, Haters lurkin’, but I’m too blessed, Comeback strong, I’ll never rest. City lights, we dreamin’ big, God on my side, always dig, Ambition burnin’, fuel the fire, Flexin’ hard, climbin’ up higher. Anger built up, can’t hold it back, Fake love lurks, but I stay on track, Bad news spread, but I’m still livin’, Family tight, that’s my real mission. Yeah, I’m ballin’ while they just sit, Bitch, I hustle, never quit, Thuggin’ hard, keepin’ it true, These so-called friends, I’m through with you. Come up grindin’, it’s a vibe, All my brothers, we come alive, Fake bitches try to pull me down, But I’m the king, I wear the crown. Respect the hustle, respect the game, I’m on my grind, I’ll make my name, Never settle, never fold, Real ones with me, we break the mold. So raise a glass, toast to the fam, Neva Fake, this is who I am, With every step, I’m makin’ waves, In this life, it’s us who pave. Bitch, remember, when it’s all said, Fake friends gone, I’m seein’ red, But I’m the one who’ll make it through, It’s me and mine, we stay true.

Neva Fake Neva Fake to brothers and fam, Sippin’ Henny, plot the plan, Fuck fake friends, they ain’t the real, I rise up, grind, that’s how I feel. Bitches talkin’, they can’t relate, Empty smiles, can’t take the bait, Haters lurkin’, but I’m too blessed, Comeback strong, I’ll never rest. City lights, we dreamin’ big, God on my side, always dig, Ambition burnin’, fuel the fire, Flexin’ hard, climbin’ up higher. Anger built up, can’t hold it back, Fake love lurks, but I stay on track, Bad news spread, but I’m still livin’, Family tight, that’s my real mission. Yeah, I’m ballin’ while they just sit, Bitch, I hustle, never quit, Thuggin’ hard, keepin’ it true, These so-called friends, I’m through with you. Come up grindin’, it’s a vibe, All my brothers, we come alive, Fake bitches try to pull me down, But I’m the king, I wear the crown. Respect the hustle, respect the game, I’m on my grind, I’ll make my name, Never settle, never fold, Real ones with me, we break the mold. So raise a glass, toast to the fam, Neva Fake, this is who I am, With every step, I’m makin’ waves, In this life, it’s us who pave. Bitch, remember, when it’s all said, Fake friends gone, I’m seein’ red, But I’m the one who’ll make it through, It’s me and mine, we stay true.

(Verse 1) Ayy, na, I’m thumbin’ through bands like a phonebook, Pyrex cook, wrist colder than a snowplow. Diamonds dancin’ on my neck, call it TikTok, Stash box full of green, call it Shrek’s spot. Palm trees in the blunt, yeah, we smokin’ the tropics, Bitch bad, two-ply, she a luxury topic. Maybach coupe, got the stars in the roof, Pop a molly, now the devil wanna proof. Young Money mindset, but my pockets old school, Hunnid-round drum, turn a party to school. Strippers name-taggin’, “Cash Only” on they thighs, Liquor got me speakin’ in cursive, na, goodbye. (Chorus) Cash flames, na, lighter fluid on my name, Bad bitch suckin’ soul, call it voodoo in the cane. Codeine rivers, I’m floatin’ through the pain, If you ain’t ’bout that paper, na, don’t say shit to Blaze. (Verse 2) Na, I’m a problem with a capital “Glock,” Tattoo tears on my face, but I never really cry. Jump out the Bentley like, “Who want war?” Clip longer than the lies that these hoes memorize. Purple haze in the air, call it Barney’s home, Pillowtalk with a demon, she moanin’ in code. Double-C’s on my belt, yeah, the devil get dressed, Shotgun wedding, na, I’m messy with lead. Feds watchin’? Tell ’em bring a notepad, I’m the king of the trap where the crown’s made of crack. Loyalty’s a myth, so I keep my knife close, N***as sweet on the ‘gram but they rotten like lime juice. (Chorus) Cash flames, na, lighter fluid on my name, Bad bitch suckin’ soul, call it voodoo in the cane. Codeine rivers, I’m floatin’ through the pain, If you ain’t ’bout that paper, na, don’t say shit to Blaze. (Bridge) Phoenix rise out the ash, na, death just a nap, Poppin’ X like a dot-com, yeah, we crashin’ the app. Finger-fuckin’ fate while I’m countin’ these digits, Life’s a gamble, na, I’m riggin’ the system. (Verse 3) Ayy, bulletproof the whip, but my heart still vulnerable, Hustle hard, got the dope game lookin’ punctual. Nas talkin’ ’bout smoke, but they ashin’ for real, I’m a walkin’ contradiction—saint with a kill. Rooftop shoutout, “I’m rich!” to the projects, Gold grills in the mirror, na, sun’s in my socket. She a 10, but her friend got a kink for the team, Double trouble, n***a, nightmares in my dreams. Money, power, respect—what you think I’m on? Catch me whippin’ through hell in a pink Bugatti, yawn. (Outro) Yeah, n***a, it’s fire season, better grab a coat, I’m the ghost in the smoke that they paint as a goat. If the feds ask, tell ’em Blaze is just a vibe, Ain’t no body in the trunk—just a soul I ain’t revived

(Verse 1) Ayy, na, I’m thumbin’ through bands like a phonebook, Pyrex cook, wrist colder than a snowplow. Diamonds dancin’ on my neck, call it TikTok, Stash box full of green, call it Shrek’s spot. Palm trees in the blunt, yeah, we smokin’ the tropics, Bitch bad, two-ply, she a luxury topic. Maybach coupe, got the stars in the roof, Pop a molly, now the devil wanna proof. Young Money mindset, but my pockets old school, Hunnid-round drum, turn a party to school. Strippers name-taggin’, “Cash Only” on they thighs, Liquor got me speakin’ in cursive, na, goodbye. (Chorus) Cash flames, na, lighter fluid on my name, Bad bitch suckin’ soul, call it voodoo in the cane. Codeine rivers, I’m floatin’ through the pain, If you ain’t ’bout that paper, na, don’t say shit to Blaze. (Verse 2) Na, I’m a problem with a capital “Glock,” Tattoo tears on my face, but I never really cry. Jump out the Bentley like, “Who want war?” Clip longer than the lies that these hoes memorize. Purple haze in the air, call it Barney’s home, Pillowtalk with a demon, she moanin’ in code. Double-C’s on my belt, yeah, the devil get dressed, Shotgun wedding, na, I’m messy with lead. Feds watchin’? Tell ’em bring a notepad, I’m the king of the trap where the crown’s made of crack. Loyalty’s a myth, so I keep my knife close, N***as sweet on the ‘gram but they rotten like lime juice. (Chorus) Cash flames, na, lighter fluid on my name, Bad bitch suckin’ soul, call it voodoo in the cane. Codeine rivers, I’m floatin’ through the pain, If you ain’t ’bout that paper, na, don’t say shit to Blaze. (Bridge) Phoenix rise out the ash, na, death just a nap, Poppin’ X like a dot-com, yeah, we crashin’ the app. Finger-fuckin’ fate while I’m countin’ these digits, Life’s a gamble, na, I’m riggin’ the system. (Verse 3) Ayy, bulletproof the whip, but my heart still vulnerable, Hustle hard, got the dope game lookin’ punctual. Nas talkin’ ’bout smoke, but they ashin’ for real, I’m a walkin’ contradiction—saint with a kill. Rooftop shoutout, “I’m rich!” to the projects, Gold grills in the mirror, na, sun’s in my socket. She a 10, but her friend got a kink for the team, Double trouble, n***a, nightmares in my dreams. Money, power, respect—what you think I’m on? Catch me whippin’ through hell in a pink Bugatti, yawn. (Outro) Yeah, n***a, it’s fire season, better grab a coat, I’m the ghost in the smoke that they paint as a goat. If the feds ask, tell ’em Blaze is just a vibe, Ain’t no body in the trunk—just a soul I ain’t revived

[Verso] Me fumo un porro veo un zorro La coca buena me la inhalo como trueno Para desayunar me empiezo a inyectar Mi jefe dice que me va a matar [Verso 2] Son las siete ya me empecé a drogar La vida loca no la puedo parar En el estudio con mis panas a cantar La música la hago para festejar [Estribillo] La noche es joven y yo quiero bailar Con el ritmo en el pecho no puedo parar Mi vida una fiesta a todo volumen La luna brilla y yo soy el perfume [Puente] Camello Studio es donde todo pasa Donde la magia se mezcla con la casa Las letras vienen solas el ritmo en la piel Aquí no hay reglas solo un papel [Verso 3] El día gris pero yo veo colores Las luces giran pintan mis dolores En el estudio con mis hermanos Hacemos arte somos artesanos [Estribillo] La noche es joven y yo quiero bailar Con el ritmo en el pecho no puedo parar Mi vida una fiesta a todo volumen La luna brilla y yo soy el perfume