Fighting the dark

[Verse] Legolasse and Legohasse stroll in low-key, Storefront be shining, glistening, see? Eyes on 'em hazelnuts, crunch with a dream, Cash at the counter, ain't no in-between. [Verse 2] Got them bags full, nuts in the stash, No hassle, no fuss, gotta make this last, Sit at the table, shells fly, split, Castrate 'em clean, no tricky bit. [Chorus] Hazelnuts pop, cracking with ease, Legolasse and Hasse never please, Crushed dreams inside, ain't no breeze, Nuts gone, stress fades, instant release. [Verse 3] In they crib, hazelnuts amassed, No hassle, life ain't moving fast, Legos spread out, a kingdom to reign, Nuts castrated, ridin' that lane. [Bridge] Eyeballs fixed on a future so bright, Crunching through the night, ain't no fright, All troubles quieted, peace in sight, Broken nuts cleaned, they flyin' high right. [Verse 4] Packing up the crumbs, yeah they livin’ fine, Further than before, a prosperous sign, Legos glowed in the shadows, sublime, Hazelnut mission, time after time.

Yo, Drake, take a break, step away from the fame Let's switch up the vibe, change the whole game Forget the awards, the shows, the applause Let's kick it old school, just you and the cause I'm talking boom bap beats, scratching the decks Lyrics that hit, you don't need no gimmicks Just pure, raw talent, that's what it's about So let's get back to basics, and figure this out Remember Degrassi, the kid from the six You came a long way, that's no paradox Now you're a superstar, but don't lose sight Of where you came from, keep it real, keep it tight Hey, Drake, you're the man, that's no debate But word on the street, your wife sets the height rate Taller than you, that's a rare find But hey, we all got our things, one of a kind

[Intro] Ey, cuidado, que llegó el que manda aquí, El chico temido, el que hace sentir. En cada esquina saben mi historia, Con estilo callejero y mucha gloria. [Coro] Soy el chico temido del vecindario, El que camina con flow legendario. Con respeto en la calle y mirada fría, El que domina toda la avenida. [Verso 1] En el barrio me conocen por lo que traigo, No es solo el ritmo, mami, es el mambo. Con mis tenis blancos y mi cadena, Donde paso dejo huella en la escena. Tumbado firme, pero con clase, El rey del juego, nadie lo hace. Me tienen miedo porque soy real, Pero al mismo tiempo, soy letal. [Pre-Coro] Ellas me miran, ellos envidian, Pero no pueden porque yo domino. Mi estilo es puro, sin presumir, El chico temido que vino a subir. [Coro] Soy el chico temido del vecindario, El que camina con flow legendario. Con respeto en la calle y mirada fría, El que domina toda la avenida. [Verso 2] Cuando llego a la esquina todos lo sienten, El ambiente cambia, se pone caliente. Con mi música, prendo la fiesta, Y en la calle soy la respuesta. Siempre alerta, nunca confiado, En este barrio estoy bien parado. Mami, si te subes, esto es sin freno, Conmigo vas directo hasta lo extremo. [Puente] Soy el que tiene la calle encendida, Con cada paso, cambio la vida. Respeto se gana, no se regala, Y en mi zona, nadie me iguala. [Coro] Soy el chico temido del vecindario, El que camina con flow legendario. Con respeto en la calle y mirada fría, El que domina toda la avenida. [Outro] Aquí en el barrio no hay discusión, Soy el temido, la sensación. Con estilo firme y actitud, En cada esquina dejo mi luz. ¡Brrra! Desde el barrio pa’l mundo, baby. El chico temido está aquí.

perkenalkan kami dari Krandon erte satu gotong royong Bersatu padu aman tentram damai Sentosa guyub rukun terhadap sesama Ketua erte asmanipun Pak Eko Putranipun Mbah Girah ugi asmanipun Eko Pak Mardi kagungan putro asmanipun Mas Sahid Mugi Krandon erte setunggal always nomor Wahid Mbah Kom sadean jajan teng sekolahan Ayo ndang dibayar ojo podo utang Mbah Mirjo dolanan kartu minuman Gua kira jago ternyata langganan ngocokan Juragan material asmanipun Pak Sokiman Nanging sampun familiar asmanipun Pak Ndut Kerja bhakti resik resik ngarepan Ampun kesupen disumet ingkang kagungan udud Malem jumat Pak Sugeng jatah Ronda Ayo sing semangat ampun sami loyo Mas Agus jatah ronda malem seloso Mugi panjenengan sedoyo diparingi Panjang yuswo Mbak Kartiyah sadean dawet mending dolan daripada mumet Mas Ajik garwanipun Mbak Lia Krandon erte setunggal selalu Bahagia Bu Sa'ah ibunipun Bu Bayan Ayo sami srawung lan bebrayan Bu Aris Bu Yayuk Pak Asngari Krandonesia mugi permai lestari Pak Ngadino kesayangan Ibu Las Tresno kulo kalih Krandon mboten nate telas Pak Dani bapakipun Dek Sanum Krandonesia selalu membuat kagum Embun sejuk wonten Krandon saben enjing Pak Ratmin hobinipun mancing Tindak enjing konduripun sonten Menawi lepat kulo nyuwun pangapunten Mas Ican dolanan epep kalih Mas Kamil Krandon erte setunggal gemantungan kambil Pak Budi kagungan warung kita happy happy ampun sami murung Kupat sumpil damelanipun Mbah Pon sedoyo bangga dados warga Krandon Pak Mus juragan Santen ndherek langkung, punten wingking Pos Ronda dalemipun Pak Kasan warga Krandon sedoyo sami krasan Mbah Pairin sesarengan kalih Pak Rudi Krandon erte setunggal damai abadi Arisan PKK wonten dalemipun Bu Widyantari Gerakan badanmu di pagi hari Pak Sasmito sampun tindak Haji Carik enggal asmanipun Pak Aji Pak Sigit sesandingan kalih Pak Nur Sodiq Pemuda Krandonesia cerdas dan terdidik Juragan sepatu asmanipun Pak Sulis Ayo ngagem paying menawi gerimis Pak Tauchit garwanipun Ibu Inem kagungan putro ingkang taksih enem putranipun asmanipun Pak Usman Krandon erte setunggal warganipun beriman Pak Wahyudi putranipun Bu Sadiyah Krandon erte setunggal warganipun sumringah Pak Marman pensiunan guru Ajaranipun beliau kedah dados mituhu Pak Susanto jadwal ronda malem seloso Krandon erte setunggal warganipun sami roso roso Pak Tri juragan ternak lele Krandonesia Bersatu ampun dianggep sepele everyday i pray madhep ngulon if i’m hungry always tilik pawon even the Magic Com kadang kosong i will keep my spirits growing strong go away go away go away, i throw my blues far away. my passion keeping up everyday, hope that i will success someday. never look back with bad things on my past, through all the obstacles i’ll learn fast. believe everything with a process, every seconds every minutes i made my progress. in the middle of heavy rain i am the storm, light a flash while you can’t get on. with me we are young shiny never gets old, wake up, keep it up, stay gold!

Aha listen to this… I’mma young man from Krandon, You can call me Kliwon. ah ah baby come on what’s going on, walk away your OVT let’s moving on. everyday i pray madhep ngulon if i’m hungry always tilik pawon even the Magic Com kadang kosong i will keep my spirits growing strong go away go away go away, i throw my blue far away. my passion keeping up everyday, hope that i will succes someday. never look back with bad things on my past, through all the obstacles i’ll learn fast. believe everything with a process, every seconds every minutes i made my progress. in the middle of heavy rain i am the storm, light a flash while you can’t get on. with me we are young shiny never gets old, wake up, keep it up, stay gold!

[Verse] Out on the street where the shadows crawl El Salvador’s here we’re the kings of it all We roll in the night where the neon lights fade A crew like no other born in the shade [Verse] Mango’s the leader with a smile so sly Papaya's the muscle with a squint in his eye Pineapple’s sharp with his spiky crown Together we roam this fruit-covered town [Chorus] We’re the Fruit Gang we own the scene In El Salvador’s night we’re forever keen From dusk till dawn we make our stand We’re the Fruit Gang the baddest in the land [Verse] Rumor on the street is we’re sweet but tough No one messes with us they're not that rough If you cross our path you better beware We’re the Fruit Gang you don’t wanna dare [Bridge] In the city’s heartbeat we find our way Through alleys and corners night turns to day In the sparkle of moon we make our play Together we conquer fruit gangs don’t sway [Chorus] We’re the Fruit Gang we own the scene In El Salvador’s night we’re forever keen From dusk till dawn we make our stand We’re the Fruit Gang the baddest in the land

[Verse] Ferencváros crew on city street patrol, Újpest kids runnin', best take a toll, Green and white, we roll, ready for the heat, Bare hands swing, stampin' with fast feet. [Chorus] Rival hearts, city's breath, Night's alive, no room for rest, Beats clash in Budapest, Only the strong pass the test. [Verse 2] Turf war livin', every corner a stage, Adrenaline rush, unleashin' our rage, Bare knuckle brawlin', no fear in our eyes, Battin' for pride, under moonlit skies. [Chorus] Rival hearts, city's breath, Night's alive, no room for rest, Beats clash in Budapest, Only the strong pass the test. [Verse 3] Scarves wave high, signals for the fight, Green brigade's fearless, under neon light, Fists connect, echoin' through the night, Street battle glory, our eternal rite. [Chorus] Rival hearts, city's breath, Night's alive, no room for rest, Beats clash in Budapest, Only the strong pass the test.

[Verse] Yo check the mic one two it's prime time It's a lyrical attack no compromise On the mundane we rise above the noise Flow like silk sharp as a surgeon's poise [Verse 2] Grit in our veins we make the crowd sing Words like lightning making hearts spring Breakin' free from the ordinary's grasp Unleashin' dreams like a mighty blast [Chorus] Hands up high let the rhythm lead We got what you need it's a musical creed Feel the beat yeah let it invade Life's a canvas and we're throwing shade [Verse 3] Breakin' chains with every note we drop Eyes wide open ain't no way to stop Color outside the lines livin' bold and free Jump in this groove become what you wanna be [Bridge] Halfway there hold on we're goin' strong Feel the power in the music where we belong Beats so catchy they ignite the soul Listen close and let the magic take control [Chorus] Hands up high let the rhythm lead We got what you need it's a musical creed Feel the beat yeah let it invade Life's a canvas and we're throwing shade

[Verse] Tuition mein aayi, ban gayi drama queen, Topper banne ka natak, par dimag hai clean, Rattu tota banna, uski favorite scene, Sabse ladti hai, jaise koi movie mein mean. [Chorus] Aadat hai rote rehne ki, chhodti nahi act, Ratke sab batana, vo khud ko smart track, Ladki lene ki uski style, sabka kar deti attack, Kya karun, yeh kallo hai tuition ki hack. [Verse 2] Copy pages bhar le, par khudka zero plan, Formula ratti, par concept ki pehchaan? Dimaag toh ghode ka, par chala chalti baan, Batein MK Gandhi, par nature mein hai fan. [Chorus] Aadat hai rote rehne ki, chhodti nahi act, Ratke sab batana, vo khud ko smart track, Ladki lene ki uski style, sabka kar deti attack, Kya karun, yeh kallo hai tuition ki hack. [Bridge] Notes har ek ke, photocopy ka dhanda, Baatein toh Sikander, par skills hai sanda, Rote rote happy, virasat sambandha, Dekho, ratta master, anokhi ek danda. [Chorus] Aadat hai rote rehne ki, chhodti nahi act, Ratke sab batana, vo khud ko smart track, Ladki lene ki uski style, sabka kar deti attack, Kya karun, yeh kallo hai tuition ki hack.

[Verse] Trigger finger itch, feelin' pernicious, Bars hit harder than a .45's vicious, Pistol packin’ words, every line's malicious, On the streets, message loud, ambitions audacious. [Verse 2] Metal to the temple, life on a hinge, Clips full of truths, they about to unhinge, Safety off, wisdom unlatched at the fringe, Every bullet curve, lyrical syringe. [Chorus] Rattlin' the chamber, echoes in the soul, Conflicts etched deep, where the truths patrol, Bang in the beats, the sound takes control, In this symphony of bullets, each verse leaves a hole. [Verse 3] Hollow points of knowledge, piercin’ the gray, Thoughts so sharp, cuttin’ through the fray, Words ain't hollow, packin’ truth all day, Got the arsenal ready, let the wisdom spray. [Verse 4] Clip full of metaphor, shots you can't dodge, Recoil of reality, no mirage, Ideas ricochet, connections enlarge, Bangin' out bars, leadin' the charge. [Chorus] Rattlin' the chamber, echoes in the soul, Conflicts etched deep, where the truths patrol, Bang in the beats, the sound takes control, In this symphony of bullets, each verse leaves a hole.

Plato’s Opening Verse Yo, I’m Plato, the philosopher king, Droppin’ wisdom so heavy, hear the echoes ring. From the shadows of the cave to the light of the sun, I’ve been shaping thought since philosophy begun. Justice, virtue—man, I’ve seen it all, Your logic’s thin, Ben, like a paper-thin wall. I debate with the dialectic, rise to the top, You just cherry-pick data and let your arguments flop. Ben Shapiro’s Response Alright, Plato, let’s break it down real fast, Facts don’t care ’bout feelings; the past is the past. Your forms? Abstract, no tangible proof, My logic cuts deep, here’s the cold, hard truth. You ramble on ideals, but the real world’s grim, I deal in hard facts, not ethereal whims. Your Republic’s flawed, authoritarian schemes, I’m the voice of reason; you’re lost in your dreams. Plato’s Rebuttal Ah, but Benjamin, your logic lacks soul, You speak of cold facts, but forget the whole. Without justice and virtue, society’s blind, I build utopias; you’re just wasting my time. You cling to rhetoric like it’s the ultimate might, But truth’s a higher plane, beyond left or right. Your capitalist dreams breed division and strife, While my ideals strive for a harmonious life. Ben Shapiro’s Rebuttal Harmony’s cute, but let’s keep it real, Human nature’s rugged—utopias appeal, But they crumble in practice; your logic’s frail, I’d shred your Republic like junk mail. The market’s efficient, incentives align, I deal in reality, your ideas decline. Freedom trumps your rigid, idealistic spree, The West thrives on liberty, not fantasy. Plato’s Closing I see your point, young Ben, but here’s the twist, The soul’s the essence; it cannot be missed. Without philosophy, man loses his way, Caught in the whirlwind of facts every day. Your freedom’s a tool, but wisdom’s the guide, A life without virtue’s an empty ride. So step back, reflect, before you dismiss, True knowledge begins when you question what is. Ben Shapiro’s Closing Question what is? I question it all, But your metaphysical framework’s bound to fall. Reason rules, and the data’s my creed, Your lofty ideals can’t match the speed. Debate’s over, Plato, the crowd’s on its feet, Facts won this battle, now take your seat. But hey, respect for paving the road, Even if your theories are starting to corrode.