Yo, my momma don’t listen, feelin’ lost in the mix, Tryna spill my heart, but she just give me the fix, Rollin’ up my problems, watch 'em blaze in the air, Smoke it all away, like I don’t even care. Sippin’ on my pain, yeah, I’m high as a kite, Life’s a wicked game, but I’m ready to fight. No father figure here, man, it’s rough like a thug, Addicted to this haze, yo, I’m feelin' that love. Got these demons lurkin’, they be knockin’ in my mind, Bitches actin’ shady, but I’m just tryna grind, Flexin’ with my scars, yeah, I wear ‘em like a crown, Rollin’ up my feelings ‘til I float off the ground. Sippin’ on my pain, yeah, I’m high as a kite, Life’s a wicked game, but I’m ready to fight. No father figure here, man, it’s rough like a thug, Addicted to this haze, yo, I’m feelin' that love Ain’t no therapy, just this weed and my crew, Lost in this struggle, but I’m makin’ it through, Fuck what they sayin’, I’m just livin’ for me, Roll it up tight, yeah, I’m livin’ so free. So I smoke ‘n’ mirror all my pain to the sky, Got no one to trust, but I’m learnin’ to fly, Momma don’t hear me, but I’m loud as a drum, Rollin’ up my issues, yeah, I know where I’m from
rap and hip-hop
English
The lyrics convey a deep sense of struggle, isolation, and coping with pain through substances. There's a rebellious spirit mixed with vulnerability, expressing the conflict between wanting to be heard and feeling invisible.
The song can be applied in scenarios where individuals resonate with themes of personal struggle, mental health challenges, and the search for identity in difficult environments. It may serve as an anthem for those dealing with similar emoitional turmoil.
The song utilizes a conversational and relatable lyrical style, with a strong use of internal rhyme and rhythm. The imagery around substance use and emotional pain is vivid, allowing listeners to visualize and empathize with the artist's narrative. The repetitive chorus emphasizes the cyclical nature of coping strategies, reinforcing the emotional weight of the content.
Yo, det startede med Keynes, en mand med vision, Han sagde, staten skal styre, når økonomien går i pension. Efterspørgslen er nøglen, brug penge, når det kniber, Investér i jobs og vækst, det er det, der driver. Multiplikatoren kører, pengene ruller tilbage, Når vi skaber beskæftigelse, står samfundet stærkt på sin sag. Krisen i 30’erne lærte os en ting, Staten skal træde til, når økonomien spring’. Refræn Keynesianer eller monetarist? Hvem har ret? Hvem har mistet gnist? Statsstyring eller markedets magt? Hvem bygger fremtiden? Hvem står vagt? Yo, så kom Friedman, han sagde, "Stop spillet! Markedet regulerer sig selv – chill lidt." Inflation er fjenden, styr pengepolitikken, Centralbanken styrer festen, det er logikken. Sæt skatten ned, lad markedet blomstre, For meget stat? Det får væksten til at tordne. Neoliberale siger, friheden er alt, For meget regulering gør økonomien kold og fald. Keynesianer eller monetarist? Hvem har ret? Hvem har mistet gnist? Statsstyring eller markedets magt? Hvem bygger fremtiden? Hvem står vagt? Keynes siger: “Brug budgettet, når krisen den rammer!” Friedman svarer: “Nej, det skaber inflationens flammer!” Keynesianerne vil investere i folkets forbrug, Mens monetarister holder styr på pengestrøm og lugt. Staten mod marked, det er kampen, vi ser, Hvem løser krisen bedst? Hvem tager gear? Er det statens hånd eller markedets kraft? Svaret afhænger af, hvem der har magt. Fuck walz, weber, silas og lars Der ikk nogen af dem der har bars De alle bøsser med dårlige fades De får den i røven, gir’ hinanden AIDS
(Tidligt op, peng’ på spil...) Økonomi, det er game, hvem styrer spil? Keynes og Hayek, de’ to der brillerer, Hvem har planen, der styrer pengene her? Vers 1 – Keynes’ Perspektiv: 🎤 Når krisen rammer, skal vi bruge og investere, Keynes siger, staten skal reagere, ingen skal lide mere. Offentligt forbrug, byg broer og veje, Skab job til folket, så systemet kan klare sig. Han siger: “Deficits? De kan fixes, når vi vokser, Vi låner nu, og betaler senere for chancer, vi bygger os.” Modsat cyklus er hans vej, spar op i gode tider, Så vi kan bruge, når recession’ rammer og ting fryser. Markedet kan ikke klare alt alene, Keynes sagde: “Vi styrer det med staten, så det går i spænd.” Han vil redde jobs, holde festen i gang, Sikre stabilitet, mens recession går i sang. 🎶 Omkvæd: (Tidligt op…) Keynes siger “Brug, brug, brug,” Lad staten redde markedet, alt bli’r cool. Men Hayek siger “Stop, frihed er vejen, Markedet styrer sig selv, det gir’ mening.” Vers 2 – Hayeks Perspektiv: 🎤 Hayek siger: “Hold det frit, markedet har sin plan, Priserne styrer flowet, det går fra mand til mand.” Staten blander sig, så ting går galt, De tror, de ved det bedst, men kaos bli’r totalt. “Fri konkurrence, det er det, vi må ha’, Planlægning ødelægger spillet, og det skaber kun besvær.” Han advarer om inflation og falsk kredit, Kunstig vækst skaber problemer, som vi ikk’ kan slip’. Boom og bust, det er naturens rytme, Lad markedet finde balancen i sit system. For meget styring skaber kun et bur, Hayek råber frihed, det er løsningen, der dur. 🎶 Omkvæd: (Tidligt op…) Keynes siger “Brug, brug, brug,” Lad staten redde markedet, alt bli’r cool. Men Hayek siger “Stop, frihed er vejen, Markedet styrer sig selv, det gir’ mening.” Bro: 🎤 Keynes bygger broer, Hayek bygger frihed, Hvem har ret, det er spørgsmålet i tiden. Brug eller spar, hvilken vej skal vi gå? To teorier, der former, hvordan pengene må. Debatten fortsætter, vi kigger på resultater, Begge skabte ændringer, der stadig batter. Keynes’ sikkerhed, Hayeks vision, To økonomiske mestre med én mission. 🎶 Omkvæd: (Tidligt op…) Keynes siger “Brug, brug, brug,” Lad staten redde markedet, alt bli’r cool. Men Hayek siger “Stop, frihed er vejen, Markedet styrer sig selv, det gir’ mening.” 🎤 Outro: (Tidligt op, peng’ på spil...) Keynes og Hayek, hvem vinder i spillet? Frihed eller staten, det’ stadig et valg, Men begge deres tanker vil stå gennem alt.
V revoluciji vstaneš kot junak, vojskovodja, ki premaga vsak korak. Francija te kliče, njen si ponos, tvoj vzpon dvigne cesarstva most. Z udarom oblast trdno zajameš, kot cesar svetlo zvezdo prižgeš. Širiš enakost, zakone vse, a senca cenzure svobodo ti vzame. Napoleon, vladar moči, tvoja zgodba svet še zveni. Podredil si svet, a na koncu le, usoda te čaka na Elbi in sveti Helé. Evropa pod tvojo nogo kloni, a Anglija tvojega sanjanja zlomi. Ruska zima in ogenj te zlomita, v bitki narodov poraz pride zla slutnja. Napoleon, vladar moči, tvoja zgodba svet še zveni. Podredil si svet, a na koncu le, usoda te čaka na Elbi in sveti Helé. Na Waterlooju zadnji boj biješ, zgodovina tvoje ime vklesuje. Napoleon, veliki vojskovodja ti, a konec te čaka, kjer mir več ne spi.
[Verse] Rollin' slow through the smoke haze thick Shadows deep no place to stick Bass knockin' let the silence choke Ride or die the phonk we evoke [Verse 2] Creepin’ late at night streetlights glowin’ Engine hummin’ tires knowin’ Darkness wraps its velvet grip We ride the storm we never slip [Chorus] Mystic midnight hearts so bold In the shadows tales are told City whispers secrets deep Silent promises we keep [Bridge] Lost in alleys thoughts confound Echoes haunt us all around Urban legends midnight thrill Still waters run but never still [Verse 3] Neon dreams and concrete skies In the night our spirits rise Fence to fence we blaze the trail Phantom riders never fail [Chorus] Mystic midnight hearts so bold In the shadows tales are told City whispers secrets deep Silent promises we keep
[Verse 1] Yo, Emmi, I gotta tell you somethin' quick, Your rhymes are so weak, they make me sick. You’re talkin' loud, but you ain't got flow, I could rap better when I’m movin' real slow. You say you're the best? Nah, I beg to differ, Your bars are like water, they just make me shiver. You’re not on fire, you’re just a little spark, I could beat you in my sleep, you’re way off the mark. [Chorus] Emmi, Emmi, what you even sayin'? Your rap’s so bad, it’s just like you’re playin’. You think you’re cool, but you're just a joke, Your skills are weak like a brand-new coat. [Verse 2] You say you're tough, but I don’t see it, Your bars are so bad, they couldn’t even beat it. You talk so much, but you sound so bland, Like a bad high school band, with no fans. I’m droppin' these lines like they’re made of gold, But your rhymes are like cardboard, they’re just too old. You act like you’re hard, like you’re movin’ weight, But your flow’s so flat, it’s makin' me late. [Chorus] Emmi, Emmi, what you even sayin'? Your rap’s so bad, it’s just like you’re playin’. You think you’re cool, but you're just a joke, Your skills are weak like a brand-new coat. [Outro] So that’s the diss, Emmi, don’t take it too hard, You’re just another rapper in the backyard. I’m out here killin' it, you’re stuck in the past, Your bars are slow, but mine are too fast.
[Verse] Yo we movin' through the city streets Under neon lights and concrete beats We built this vibe from nothin' man From chaos we crafted a master plan [Verse 2] Bass bumpin' hearts thumpin' loud We own this space amidst the crowd Streetlights flashin' like a dream Fate and rhythm team supreme [Chorus] Hands up feel the energy rise Urban jungle where we thrive No fear here just pure might Dancin' warriors in the night [Bridge] Language of the street pure and raw Every line tells a tale of awe In these alleys and avenues so grand We carve our legacy with firm hand [Verse 3] Rooftop views skyline in sight City's heartbeat alive tonight Marble and steel we navigate Creating our destiny and fate [Outro] Echo of our laughter trails In this concrete we'd never fail Each beat a story deeply penned Block party never ends
Yo, my momma don’t listen, feelin’ lost in the mix, Tryna spill my heart, but she just give me the fix, Rollin’ up my problems, watch 'em blaze in the air, Smoke it all away, like I don’t even care. Sippin’ on my pain, yeah, I’m high as a kite, Life’s a wicked game, but I’m ready to fight. No father figure here, man, it’s rough like a thug, Addicted to this haze, yo, I’m feelin' that love. Got these demons lurkin’, they be knockin’ in my mind, Bitches actin’ shady, but I’m just tryna grind, Flexin’ with my scars, yeah, I wear ‘em like a crown, Rollin’ up my feelings ‘til I float off the ground. Sippin’ on my pain, yeah, I’m high as a kite, Life’s a wicked game, but I’m ready to fight. No father figure here, man, it’s rough like a thug, Addicted to this haze, yo, I’m feelin' that love Ain’t no therapy, just this weed and my crew, Lost in this struggle, but I’m makin’ it through, Fuck what they sayin’, I’m just livin’ for me, Roll it up tight, yeah, I’m livin’ so free. So I smoke ‘n’ mirror all my pain to the sky, Got no one to trust, but I’m learnin’ to fly, Momma don’t hear me, but I’m loud as a drum, Rollin’ up my issues, yeah, I know where I’m from
Yeah, I, I’ve been tryna hold it together, but it’s— It’s like everything I’m doin' just, just falls apart, I— I’m fallin' apart, I’m— I’m fallin' apart, But I— I gotta stay strong for my— my little one, You don’t understand, man, the weight I’ve been carryin', Like I'm dancin' on a tightrope, but the— but the wire’s tearin', I— I’m— I’m feelin' like I’m barely survivin', but I keep on— Pushin', keep on, pushin’, like I’m fightin’ this— this fight I—I—I keep on reachin’ but I can't see the light, It’s been, been— it’s been like this for nights on nights, And I can’t explain it, I—I—I can’t make it right. (Chorus) I’m— I’m, I’m just tryna make it through the storm, But the world keeps— keep— keep knockin’ me down to the floor, I— I—I’m still, still—I’m still fightin’ for more, I—I—I keep— keep— keep tryna get back up, but I’m— I’m stuck in the dirt and I’m— I'm stuck in the hurt, And I— I—I keep— keep runnin', but I— I— I keep— I keep fallin' into the— I— I—I keep fallin' into the same— Same trap, same cycle, but I— I—I— I keep pushin', I keep fightin', I keep— I keep— I keep fightin’ this. (Verse 2) The days are— days are long, the nights are too, I—I—I’m stuck in this battle and I can’t break through, It’s hard, but I gotta keep— gotta keep movin', No matter how, how dark it gets, I’m— I’m still— still— Still, still breathin’, still believin', still— still fightin' the demons, I— I—I’m— I’m fightin', but I’m—I’m bleedin', And no one sees it, nah, no one sees the real, What it— what it feels like to hurt but still gotta deal, I’m just tryna be the— be the man I never had, But every step I take, it feels like I’m draggin' the past— I—I’m— I’m holdin’ onto hope, but it’s slippin' fast. (Chorus) I’m— I’m, I’m just tryna make it through the storm, But the world keeps— keep— keep knockin’ me down to the floor, I— I—I’m still, still—I’m still fightin’ for more, I—I—I keep— keep— keep tryna get back up, but I’m— I’m stuck in the dirt and I’m— I'm stuck in the hurt, And I— I—I keep— keep runnin', but I— I— I keep— I keep fallin' into the— I— I—I keep fallin' into the same— Same trap, same cycle, but I— I—I— I keep pushin', I keep fightin', I keep— I keep— I keep fightin’ this. (Bridge) And I’m— I’m tryin’ not to lose myself, But the weight of the world’s— it’s too much for my— my mental health, I— I— I feel it— feel it in my chest, Like a— like a heavy weight I can't— I can't escape, no rest, But I— I keep— I keep— I keep climbin', Even though— even though I'm— I’m feelin' like I'm dyin’, I keep— I keep— keep tryin’... I— I— I’m— I’m still fightin', I—I’m still— still fightin'. (Outro) Yeah, I keep— I keep— I keep fightin', Even when— when the world is— it’s— it’s always tryin’ to break me, But I—I— I won’t— I won’t give up.
[Verse] Heartbeat syncopate, minds intertwine, Got you on my wavelength, souls divine, A riddle unsolved, but it's all so clear, Love’s a whisper in the wind, always near. [Chorus] Cupid went rogue, pierced my chest, Adrenaline rush, can't let it rest, Eyes lock, universe stands still, In this heavy silence, feel the thrill. [Verse 2] Midnight texts, moonlight vibes, A cosmic dance in each other's eyes, Puzzle pieces fit, stars align, In this crazy maze, our hearts find time. [Bridge] Echoes in the alley, serenade of two, World fades out, it's just me and you, Gravity tugs, pull us in tight, Floating in the ether, love’s our light. [Verse 3] Touch like a sonnet, mind like a saga, Every day a new page, drama and saga, Summertime heat, winter’s chill, In this duality, we find our fill. [Chorus] Cupid went rogue, pierced my chest, Adrenaline rush, can't let it rest, Eyes lock, universe stands still, In this heavy silence, feel the thrill.
[Verse] Señor Grumpy's got a frown that never fades Seventy years old still throwin' shade Spanish class Más despacio por favor But all we get is your perpetual roar [Verse 2] Should be teachin' verbs instead you teachin' pain Your attitude's like a never-ending rain Got the whole class wishin' you'd retire You're no educator More like a fire [Chorus] Señor Grumpy Cranky as can be No one can stand your negativity Señor Grumpy Won't you ever see You're the reason we all wanna be free [Verse 3] Your lessons stale like last week's tortillas We'd learn more watchin' Spanish novelas Ruler in hand like a relic from the past Your methods ancient Man They never last [Verse 4] You bark at us like we're all trespassing Is it too much to ask for a little compassion This ain't a bootcamp It's supposed to be class But your bitter ways put us all on blast [Chorus] Señor Grumpy Cranky as can be No one can stand your negativity Señor Grumpy Won't you ever see You're the reason we all wanna be free
Yo, it’s Edo on the track, keep the games legit, Working for GamerDoc, yeah, we’re making cheaters quit! (Verse 1) Edo on patrol, yeah, I’m out to clean the scene, Rolling with the squad, Anticheat Police supreme. Catch a dirty cheater, they gon’ face the ban beam, Fair play’s the motto, we defend the gamer’s dream. No wall hacks, no aimbots, no shady tricks allowed, Step into my server, cheaters better not be proud. I’m the watchdog, Edo, yeah, I’m calling them out, Dropping justice like a hammer, feel the anticheat clout! (Chorus) E-D-O, on the grind, let’s go, Keeping games clean, make the fun overflow. From the lobbies to the pros, I’m the name they all know, When it’s Edo in the building, cheaters get exposed! (Verse 2) They think they’re slick, but I see through the disguise, Running scripts and hacks, man, I’m cutting all their ties. Logs don’t lie, I’ve got the evidence to fry, Cheaters in the game? They’re the ones I nullify. Protecting fair play, yeah, it’s Edo on the case, Upholding GamerDoc’s honor, putting cheaters in their place. With my anticheat skills, it’s a high-speed chase, When I’m done with this mission, games are a safer space. (Bridge) This is Edo, with the ban hammer strong, Got no patience for the ones who do gamers wrong. Every ban is a win, it’s where justice belongs, Turning chaos into balance like a well-played song! (Chorus) E-D-O, on the grind, let’s go, Keeping games clean, make the fun overflow. From the lobbies to the pros, I’m the name they all know, When it’s Edo in the building, cheaters get exposed! (Outro) Edo’s anthem, for the fair and the true, If you’re running cheats, I’m coming straight for you. For GamerDoc, yeah, we’re bringing something new, Anticheat Police, Edo leading the crew!