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Verse 1: Đêm đen phủ bóng, làng quê lầm than, Cảnh ngộ bần hàn, người dân hoang mang. Chị Dậu gánh nặng, đời ép, phải bán con, Lệ rơi hòa đất, nỗi đau in dấu mòn. Đồng ruộng xác xơ, thuế đè như núi, Kẻ nghèo gào khóc, nhưng ai mà thấu? Từng dòng chữ viết, từng lời thét vang, Ngô Tất Tố tả đời, nỗi đau không ngừng tan. Chorus: (Tắt đèn đi!) Nhưng lửa vẫn cháy, Đêm đen buông xuống, ai vươn lên đây? (Tắt đèn đi!) Sự sống lắt lay, Chị Dậu đứng vững, trong bùn lầy này. Verse 2: Chồng ốm liệt giường, cường hào ép sát, Người nghèo chịu kiếp, đời tối, ánh sáng nhạt. Nghĩa nhân hay bất lực, giữa hai lằn ranh, Chị Dậu bật dậy, đánh đổi cả mạng xanh. Làng quê Việt Nam, bóng tối bủa vây, Ngòi bút Tất Tố, như lưỡi dao dựng dậy. Từ hiện thực xót xa, thành lời ai oán, Phơi bày bất công, cho thế gian mở màn. Chorus: (Tắt đèn đi!) Nhưng lửa vẫn cháy, Đêm đen buông xuống, ai vươn lên đây? (Tắt đèn đi!) Sự sống lắt lay, Chị Dậu đứng vững, trong bùn lầy này. Outro: Đèn có tắt, nhưng lòng người chẳng tàn, Ngô Tất Tố khắc sâu, thực trạng gian nan. Từ bóng tối đó, ngọn lửa hy vọng, Rap lên nhịp đời, cho tương lai sáng trong.

Verse 1: Đêm buông xuống, làng quê chìm trong bóng tối, Đời người lay lắt, số phận như con thuyền trôi. Chị Dậu gánh nặng, đôi vai oằn cả trời, Mồ hôi hòa nước mắt, giấc mơ cứ xa vời. Chồng bệnh liệt giường, con đói chực từng hơi, Đời nghèo khốn khổ, cường hào ép chẳng buông lơi. Một bát cơm nguội, đổi cả lòng tự trọng, Nhân phẩm bị rẻ khinh, mà biết kêu ai đây? Hook (Rap chậm): Tắt đèn đi, bóng tối che trọn căn nhà, Nhưng lòng người dân nghèo vẫn sáng như vầng hà. Tắt đèn đi, để thấy đời bừng ngọn lửa, Cháy lên trong uất hận, công lý chẳng bao giờ thua! Verse 2: Bọn cường quyền ác bá, ép dân vào đường cùng, Những thân người nhỏ bé, bị vùi dưới khói sương mù. Cái nghèo như xiềng xích, khóa chặt bao giấc mơ, Ngô Tất Tố lên tiếng, để đời thấu cảnh cơ. Chữ nghĩa ông phơi bày, từng dòng như gươm sắc, Vạch trần mọi bất công, đời tối không lùi bước. Tiếng than từ chị Dậu, tiếng khóc từ dân quê, Nhưng ngọn lửa trong lòng, đâu dễ mà tắt thế. Hook (Nhấn mạnh): Tắt đèn đi, nhưng lòng dân mãi sáng, Tắt đèn đi, công lý đâu dễ lãng. Tắt đèn đi, đêm đen rồi sẽ tan, Ánh sáng từ ngòi bút, chiếu rọi cả trăm ngàn. Verse 3: Làng quê Việt thấm máu, qua từng cơn bão giông, Bọn thống trị tàn ác, mấy ai giữ được lòng. Nhưng sức mạnh người dân, như ngọn lúa xanh tươi, Qua bao đời dập tắt, vẫn hiên ngang đứng cười. Chị Dậu là hình tượng, người mẹ gồng mình lên, Cứu gia đình khỏi đói, trước áp lực tột cùng. Ngô Tất Tố đã viết, như khắc tên sử vàng, Tắt đèn là bóng tối, nhưng cũng chính ánh sáng! Outro (Kết thúc): Rap cho đời sống, rap cho một hồi chuông, Tắt đèn chỉ là khởi đầu, chẳng bao giờ buông. Ngọn lửa của công lý, dù qua bao đêm dài, Từ bóng tối tăm nhất, ta thấy ánh ban mai.

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[Verse] Clock ticking, but my mind movin' slow Eyes low, drifting, watchin’ thoughts flow Watercolor dreams paint the night's glow A snail's pace, but ain't nowhere to go [Chorus] No time for fast, I'm living in the quiet Time’s a luxury, ain’t no need to buy it Heartbeat steady, life's a smooth riot In this slow lane, wisdom’s my pilot [Verse 2] Midnight musings, streetlights blinkin' gray On this introspective trip, forget the day Faded memories creeping in the bay Waves of nostalgia gently wash away [Chorus] No time for fast, I'm living in the quiet Time’s a luxury, ain’t no need to buy it Heartbeat steady, life's a smooth riot In this slow lane, wisdom’s my pilot [Bridge] Moments crawl, unraveling the thread Talk with shadows, with every word unsaid Eyelids heavy, resting my head Dreaming slow dreams, in my own bed [Chorus] No time for fast, I'm living in the quiet Time’s a luxury, ain’t no need to buy it Heartbeat steady, life's a smooth riot In this slow lane, wisdom’s my pilot

What do I do when I just can’t is something I’ve said in many rants. I try to have fun but in the middle my moment, I find that it’s only a bum. Is there nothing under the sky in the midst of the sun that would bring me joy so that I might have fun? I don’t know When I get high, I’m stuck in my mind. There’s nothing enjoyable that I can find. When I get drunk my stomach’s in a funk, I want to see three but can’t let those drinks free in me for my stomachs too weak to feel the Alki peak FS just ain’t the same when I’m by myself It feels so lame I’m not n the game just empty and lacking. It just ain’t the same. I try to have some fun in the way of today I’ll go and have a blast, but why is it all so gray I don’t think I’m depressed. I do love my life. I don’t think I’m oppressed, but there’s no hype. I’m surrounded by people that just aren’t my type I get surrounded by girls that just make me wanna hurl can’t you see? I’m just friendly but when I find someone I want for me, I let them go bso disappointingly. Why why why when I try to have fun does it seem so lackluster and I just want to be done thinking I could be elsewhere or even over there but I’m stuck here. But it’s not even them. This is just how I feel. It’s even rare for me to crave a meal , why am I so unsatisfied with what I’m doing in the now it’s not that I haven’t tried. I go out and do but with who do I want to do this with? I don’t seem to know, where is my crowd? I can’t find my people something’s under a shroud. Or maybe it’s me I blame myself expectedly Why can’t I vibe? Why are you too much? Why do I always feel when I’m with you? I could be somewhere else and find something to do. There are fun moments but usually just a few. I don’t think you understand I’m like a bucket that’s never been filled, but I’m knocked over so then my nothings spilled and i won’t be fulfilled. I don’t know what to do with my time. I try to fulfill it but lack reason or rhyme. I don’t want to be here, I don’t wanna be there. There’s a place in between that. I’m not aware. these people that don’t make me happy, I already found them, but I’ve just been condemned to not be fully satisfied and now I’m here again for the ride.

What do I do when I just can’t is something I’ve said in many rants. I try to have fun but in the middle my moment, I find that it’s only a bum. Is there nothing under the sky in the midst of the sun that would bring me joy so that I might have fun? I don’t know When I get high, I’m stuck in my mind. There’s nothing enjoyable that I can find. When I get drunk my stomach’s in a funk, I want to see three but can’t let those drinks free in me for my stomachs too weak to feel the Alki peak FS just ain’t the same when I’m by myself It feels so lame I’m not n the game just empty and lacking. It just ain’t the same. I try to have some fun in the way of today I’ll go and have a blast, but why is it all so gray I don’t think I’m depressed. I do love my life. I don’t think I’m oppressed, but there’s no hype. I’m surrounded by people that just aren’t my type I get surrounded by girls that just make me wanna hurl can’t you see? I’m just friendly but when I find someone I want for me, I let them go bso disappointingly. Why why why when I try to have fun does it seem so lackluster and I just want to be done thinking I could be elsewhere or even over there but I’m stuck here. But it’s not even them. This is just how I feel. It’s even rare for me to crave a meal , why am I so unsatisfied with what I’m doing in the now it’s not that I haven’t tried. I go out and do but with who do I want to do this with? I don’t seem to know, where is my crowd? I can’t find my people something’s under a shroud. Or maybe it’s me I blame myself expectedly Why can’t I vibe? Why are you too much? Why do I always feel when I’m with you? I could be somewhere else and find something to do. There are fun moments but usually just a few. I don’t think you understand I’m like a bucket that’s never been filled, but I’m knocked over so then my nothings spilled and i won’t be fulfilled. I don’t know what to do with my time. I try to fulfill it but lack reason or rhyme. I don’t want to be here, I don’t wanna be there. There’s a place in between that. I’m not aware. these people that don’t make me happy, I already found them, but I’ve just been condemned to not be fully satisfied and now I’m here again for the ride.

What do I do when I just can’t is something I’ve said in many rants. I try to have fun but in the middle my moment, I find that it’s only a bum. Is there nothing under the sky in the midst of the sun that would bring me joy so that I might have fun? I don’t know When I get high, I’m stuck in my mind. There’s nothing enjoyable that I can find. When I get drunk my stomach’s in a funk, I want to see three but can’t let those drinks free in me for my stomachs too weak to feel the Alki peak FS just ain’t the same when I’m by myself It feels so lame I’m not n the game just empty and lacking. It just ain’t the same. I try to have some fun in the way of today I’ll go and have a blast, but why is it all so gray I don’t think I’m depressed. I do love my life. I don’t think I’m oppressed, but there’s no hype. I’m surrounded by people that just aren’t my type I get surrounded by girls that just make me wanna hurl can’t you see? I’m just friendly but when I find someone I want for me, I let them go bso disappointingly. Why why why when I try to have fun does it seem so lackluster and I just want to be done thinking I could be elsewhere or even over there but I’m stuck here. But it’s not even them. This is just how I feel. It’s even rare for me to crave a meal , why am I so unsatisfied with what I’m doing in the now it’s not that I haven’t tried. I go out and do but with who do I want to do this with? I don’t seem to know, where is my crowd? I can’t find my people something’s under a shroud. Or maybe it’s me I blame myself expectedly Why can’t I vibe? Why are you too much? Why do I always feel when I’m with you? I could be somewhere else and find something to do. There are fun moments but usually just a few. I don’t think you understand I’m like a bucket that’s never been filled, but I’m knocked over so then my nothings spilled and i won’t be fulfilled. I don’t know what to do with my time. I try to fulfill it but lack reason or rhyme. I don’t want to be here, I don’t wanna be there. There’s a place in between that. I’m not aware. these people that don’t make me happy, I already found them, but I’ve just been condemned to not be fully satisfied and now I’m here again for the ride.

What do I do when I just can’t is something I’ve said in many rants. I try to have fun but in the middle my moment, I find that it’s only a bum. Is there nothing under the sky in the midst of the sun that would bring me joy so that I might have fun? I don’t know When I get high, I’m stuck in my mind. There’s nothing enjoyable that I can find. When I get drunk my stomach’s in a funk, I want to see three but can’t let those drinks free in me for my stomachs too weak to feel the Alki peak FS just ain’t the same when I’m by myself It feels so lame I’m not n the game just empty and lacking. It just ain’t the same. I try to have some fun in the way of today I’ll go and have a blast, but why is it all so gray I don’t think I’m depressed. I do love my life. I don’t think I’m oppressed, but there’s no hype. I’m surrounded by people that just aren’t my type I get surrounded by girls that just make me wanna hurl can’t you see? I’m just friendly but when I find someone I want for me, I let them go bso disappointingly. Why why why when I try to have fun does it seem so lackluster and I just want to be done thinking I could be elsewhere or even over there but I’m stuck here. But it’s not even them. This is just how I feel. It’s even rare for me to crave a meal , why am I so unsatisfied with what I’m doing in the now it’s not that I haven’t tried. I go out and do but with who do I want to do this with? I don’t seem to know, where is my crowd? I can’t find my people something’s under a shroud. Or maybe it’s me I blame myself expectedly Why can’t I vibe? Why are you too much? Why do I always feel when I’m with you? I could be somewhere else and find something to do. There are fun moments but usually just a few. I don’t think you understand I’m like a bucket that’s never been filled, but I’m knocked over so then my nothings spilled and i won’t be fulfilled. I don’t know what to do with my time. I try to fulfill it but lack reason or rhyme. I don’t want to be here, I don’t wanna be there. There’s a place in between that. I’m not aware. these people that don’t make me happy, I already found them, but I’ve just been condemned to not be fully satisfied and now I’m here again for the ride.

Baby, I feel the chills, Cold in the halls, it’s real. Ghost signs, dark vibes, You know that I can’t lie. Lights won’t stay, But I never run away. Even when it’s late at night, I’ll face the ghost, I’ll hold the line. EMF, EMF, the beeping’s got me stressed, yeah. I pray to make it out, no mess, I pray, I pray. [Chorus] That’s why I need a clear sign, Spirit’s close, I hear it whine. One more sweep ‘fore I go, The cold spot’s takin’ a hold on me. I need a clear sign, Spirit’s close, I hear it whine. One more sweep ‘fore I go, The cold spot’s takin’ a hold on me. [Verse 2] Baby, I feel the fear, Footsteps loud, they’re near. Classrooms locked, no way, Blackboard’s writing words I can’t say. Ghosty, ghosty, shadows creeping slowly. I hope to make it through this holy, Night, oh night. [Chorus] That’s why I need a clear sign, Spirit’s close, I hear it whine. One more sweep ‘fore I go, The cold spot’s takin’ a hold on me. I need a clear sign, Spirit’s close, I hear it whine. One more sweep ‘fore I go, The cold spot’s takin’ a hold on me. [Bridge] Lockers slam, gym lights flicker, Every step, my heartbeat quicker. Salt on the floor, sage in my hand, Trying to cleanse this cursed land. Tell me, ghost, where’d you go? Will you show, will you show? Or you’re waiting for me to fold? Oh no, oh no. [Outro] That’s why I need a clear sign, Spirit’s close, I hear it whine. One more sweep ‘fore I go, The cold spot’s takin’ a hold on me. I need a clear sign, Spirit’s close, I hear it whine. One more sweep ‘fore I go, The cold spot’s takin’ a hold on me.

predli amo (120ppm) [chorus] Merupakan pahlawan asal Ibu Kota Dadah Selatan yang menjadi seorang legenda hidup abad kekosongan. Memiliki julukan Radja Kutuloncat, dikarenakan dalam hidupnya beliau terus- menerus mengembara ke berbagai tempat. (verse1) Tercatat beliau sudah menyelamatkan 3 ibu kota yaitu Dadah Selatan, Kamsali Tumur, Dan Asurama Puriangan. (verse2) Dengan pengalamannya sebagai veteran sejati, beliau sekarang menghidupi keluarganya dengan berjualan akun Free Fire Terpercaya. (verse3) Konon katanya kesaktian Kopral Predli yaitu berasal dari Guru Besar Ibu Dadah Kekuatan Angin, Ibu Dadah ini juga merupakan nenek moyang dari Suku Monian di Galaxy Andromeda yang terkenal akan ilmu retrinya.

[Verse] Brain runnin’ laps, call it mental decathlon, Verbal catapult, launch words like I'm Marathon, Nimble as a cat, but fierce as a puma paw, Spilling mad heat, molten lava, verbal Charon. [Verse 2] Lightning quick with it, zap 'em like a Tesla coil, Grease in the gears, never rust, never spoil, Jumpin’ over bars like hurdles, never toil, Pocket full of tricks, rabbits, no toil. [Chorus] Speed of light, flash in the dark, Spittin’ those bars, left my mark, Quicker than a racing shark, Sprinting rhymes, fire arc. [Verse 3] Mouth like a Gatling, bullets rapid-fire, Rhymes so hot they set the mic on fire, Racing through the beats, higher and higher, Wordplay tight, never retires. [Bridge] Tongue twisters, yeah, I’m slick with the diction, Verbal magician, you know I'm on a mission, Faster than thought, zoom, no restriction, Fueling the beat, spark, ignition. [Chorus] Speed of light, flash in the dark, Spittin’ those bars, left my mark, Quicker than a racing shark, Sprinting rhymes, fire arc.

met this albainian girl she was a 12 out of 12 keeping her self to herself cuz she aint got nutting to tell the moment i met her i fell shawty doing good for herself but she aint no good for my health lets go and look down the well Chatting all that shit but got ntting to say so instead you put all of these bitches in my way they look at me like i can rail um anyday i was ready to leave but they make me wanna stay getting the side lines and the booty shake bouncing so good make me wanna have a taste wouldent want it to go to waste anyway were getting of track like i was saying i was already breaking her back but then she looked at me like i was all that i mean shes basically coming for all dat comon lets be honest i aint a rat and when in saw that i just had to swing my bat little did i know it was gunna be a tit for tat she use to tell me to run the line but all she would do is wine saying is not done in time bitch wdym this is mine telling me i aint done shit is like a crime grasping at the sky like the god of thunder people dont think i can commit a murder with the power of zeus ill us a boost and ill have you hanging by a nuse