Rap

"Still Chopin" (Rap sa beat ng Still D.R.E.) (Intro – 0:00 - 0:20) Yeah… Yo, Chopin sa keys, still running the game, Kahit ilang siglo, ‘di nawawala ang fame. From Poland to Paris, my music’s alive, Still making hits, let’s take a ride! (Verse 1 – 0:21 - 1:00) Yo, back in the day, ‘di ako rapper, Pero ‘pag tumipa, parang may swagger. Nokturno sa gabi, dumadaloy ang feels, Emosyon sa nota, parang hip-hop wheels. Walang mic, pero music ko’y malakas, Bawat arpeggio, damang-dama mo ang bigat. Polonaise, Étude, 'pag narinig mo, Para kang nasa ibang mundo—yo, that’s true! (Pre-Chorus – 1:01 - 1:20) Kahit walang words, damang-dama mo, Keys ko ang verse, walang makakatayo. From the streets to the palace, my sound remains, Still Chopin, ‘di mawawala sa game! (Chorus – 1:21 - 1:40) Still Chopin, still playing them keys, Kahit ilang taon, ‘di mawawala ang heat. Bawat tipa ko, may kwento sa likod, Romantic pero real, ‘di fake na hugot! (Verse 2 – 1:41 - 2:20) Yeah, sa piano ako lumaki, Di kailangan ng words, musika’y bumubuti. Paris nights, Warsaw dreams, Sa bawat piyesa, bumabalik ang scenes. ‘Di lang para sa elite, ‘to’y music for the soul, Kahit mahirap ang buhay, ‘di ako nagfold. Passion ko ang fuel, ‘di pera o fame, Kaya ‘pag narinig mo, you remember the name! (Pre-Chorus – 2:21 - 2:40) Kahit walang words, damang-dama mo, Keys ko ang verse, walang makakatayo. From the streets to the palace, my sound remains, Still Chopin, ‘di mawawala sa game! (Chorus – 2:41 - 3:00) Still Chopin, still playing them keys, Kahit ilang taon, ‘di mawawala ang heat. Bawat tipa ko, may kwento sa likod, Romantic pero real, ‘di fake na hugot! (Outro – 3:01 - end) Yeah… still here, still playing… From 1810 to forever… Still Chopin, ‘di mawawala! ---

Y acá pues lo tengo todo pero no soy dueño de nada Acá lo puedo ver todo pero soy un siego en la nada Acá el dinero no falta pero siento que con eso no compro nada Sigo vacío viviendo en la nada Acá buenas amistades pero sin familiares Acá no se vive el calor se vive sin sazón

"स्कूल में पढ़ा, पर समझ कुछ ना आया, किताबों के बोझ ने सपनों को दबाया! पर अंदर था शोला, जलने को तैयार, बना लूंगा किस्मत, खुद ही हथियार! गिरा मैं, उठा मैं, सीखा हर बात, ज़िन्दगी के खेल में ना मानी कभी मात! अब मैं चलूंगा, रुकेगा ना रास्ता, मेहनत से चमकेगा मेरा नाम, जैसे आसमां का तारा!"

"स्कूल में पढ़ा, पर समझ कुछ ना आया, किताबों के बोझ ने सपनों को दबाया! पर अंदर था शोला, जलने को तैयार, बना लूंगा किस्मत, खुद ही हथियार! गिरा मैं, उठा मैं, सीखा हर बात, ज़िन्दगी के खेल में ना मानी कभी मात! अब मैं चलूंगा, रुकेगा ना रास्ता, मेहनत से चमकेगा मेरा नाम, जैसे आसमां का तारा!"

Yeah, what? (Woo) What? What? (Yeah) What? What? (Yeah) What? What? (Yeah) [Chorus: Playboi Carti] Fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n Fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n Fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n Fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n (What?) [Verse 1: Playboi Carti] Walk up in the buildin', yeah, I'm feelin' like the man (Yeah) Walk up in the buildin', yeah, I'm feelin' like the man (What?) Yeah, I got the plan, huh, Cartier my hand (What?) Yeah, you not my man, huh, you not my yeah (What?) Yeah, I started at the bottom, now I'm swimmin' to the top (What?) Came up from the gutter, now they watchin' how I pop (Yeah) [Chorus: Playboi Carti] Fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n Fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n [Verse 2: Travis Scott] Yeah, I’m too turnt up, yeah, I'm flyin’ through the sky (Yeah) Told ‘em get up out the way, I got money on my mind (What?) Diamonds dancin’ on my wrist, you can see ‘em when they shine (What?) Takin’ off just like a rocket, yeah, we never droppin’ dimes (Yeah) Told ‘em we ain't stoppin', got the city on my back (What?) Told ‘em we ain't stoppin', yeah, we always spittin' facts (What?) [Chorus: Playboi Carti] Fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n Fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n, fe!n

**Song: "Obillvous Bill"** *(Verse 1)* Oh, Obillvous Bill, sittin’ in his room, Chillin’ with his cat, watchin’ the afternoon. Winnie’s by his side, always by the door, While Bill’s livin’ life, never askin’ for more. Got cheese fries, got cheese puffs, that’s his daily fare, Sippin’ on a soda, like he just don’t care. Billy-dallying through the day, he takes it slow, With every little snack, he’s got a comfy flow. *(Chorus)* Obillvous Bill, with his goofy little grin, Oblivious to time, he’s just vibin’ within. Winnie by his side, life’s a mellow thrill, This is the world of Obillvous Bill. *(Verse 2)* He don’t worry ‘bout the world outside the door, Bills and work are problems that he can ignore. He’s living in a haze of his own little zone, While Winnie purrs softly, content to just roam. Got a fridge full of snacks but don’t know what’s new, Ain’t no plans, just chillin’ with a cheesy view. He'll take his time, maybe nap 'til noon, Waking up just to see the afternoon. *(Chorus)* Obillvous Bill, with his goofy little grin, Oblivious to time, he’s just vibin’ within. Winnie by his side, life’s a mellow thrill, This is the world of Obillvous Bill. *(Bridge)* Oh, Obillvous Bill, where you gonna go? Your life’s a slow-motion show, you know. Winnie’s always near, no need to rush, Together in that room, in that cheesy hush. *(Chorus)* Obillvous Bill, with his goofy little grin, Oblivious to time, he’s just vibin’ within. Winnie by his side, life’s a mellow thrill, This is the world of Obillvous Bill. *(Outro)* So here's to Bill, with his lazy little days, Living in a world where the cheese always stays. Obillvous Bill, just doing his thing, In his cozy little room, he’s the king.

خودم رو توی این خیابونا گم کردم چشام پر از امید، اما به دیوار خوردن پاهام همیشه خسته، اما هنوز میرم جلو دنیای سرد اینجا، هیچ چیزی ازش نمونده توی قلب من همه میگن این راهی نیست که من بزنم اما این منم، با درد و آرزوهایی که دارم گامام سنگین میشه، اما نمی‌زنم پشیمون سکوت این شب‌ها، فقط من و بغض‌هایی که می‌مونن تو این دنیای بی‌رحم، باید بایستی، نذار بری سختی‌ها همیشه هستن، ولی هنوز بایستی بگیری می‌زنم هر چیزی که میاد جلو، نمی‌ترسم از شکست این جنگ برای من شروع نشده، هنوز تازه‌ست همه فکر می‌کنن که تو رویا هستم، اما نه از کف خیابون، تا اینجا رسیدم با پای خودم هیچ کس نخواست باور کنه، گفتم که من میرم بالا اما همیشه خواستم، توی این دنیا خودم رو پیدا کنم دشمن‌ها همیشه می‌گن که شکست می‌خورم ولی من مثل یاس، هیچ وقت نترسیدم از دردی که خوردم خوشبختی رو از هیچ جایی پیدا نکردم ولی اون روز میاد که بگم، من همون چیزی شدم که خواستم تو این دنیای بی‌رحم، باید بایستی، نذار بری سختی‌ها همیشه هستن، ولی هنوز بایستی بگیری می‌زنم هر چیزی که میاد جلو، نمی‌ترسم از شکست این جنگ برای من شروع نشده، هنوز تازه‌ست

**Verse 1:** This song goes out in remembrance of Rosa, We're sorry for this man's actions, he ain't gettin' no closure. Kelan Ellis Macfarland, you a straight-up joke, Touchin' yourself in class, man, you need to choke. Thought you was cool, but you a corny freak, Dated a femboy, now your swagger’s lookin' weak. Homie, you flexin’, but your style’s all fake, Got more issues than the bitches you chase, Claimin’ you ballin’ while you sittin’ on the bench, In the school of hard knocks, you ain't got a chance. **Chorus:** Kelan, you a clown, better recognize the sound, Street life ain't for bitches who wear skirts and frowns. You act tough, but you ain't got no clout, This diss track hittin' like a smack from a scout. **Verse 2:** Yo, you think you thugged out, but your game is whack, Puttin’ on a show, but it’s time to face the facts. You roll with the weak, always tryin' to impress, But let’s be real, homie, you ain't even blessed. You touchin' your privates when the teacher ain't lookin’, Bet you thought you was slick, but we ain't even shook, and Your past is a mess, man, you need to confess, You the punchline of the jokes, better clean up this mess. **Chorus:** Kelan, you a clown, better recognize the sound, Street life ain't for bitches who wear skirts and frowns. You act tough, but you ain't got no clout, This diss track hittin' like a smack from a scout. **Verse 3:** I’m flexin’ and ballin’, put your name on the shelf, Nobody cares ‘bout your femboy date, just yourself. You trippin’ on the real, livin’ life like a fool, Ain't no respect in the streets for a dude like you. So listen up, Kelan, take your lessons to heart, In the game of survival, you missed every part. We keep it real, while you busy actin’ fake, Step into the ring, and I’ll break you like a cake. **Chorus:** Kelan, you a clown, better recognize the sound, Street life ain't for bitches who wear skirts and frowns. You act tough, but you ain't got no clout, This diss track hittin' like a smack from a scout. **Outro:** So this is it, Kelan, hope you learned the score, Life’s a wild ride, but you ain't welcome anymore. Consider this a warning, step aside or step up, Kelan Ellis Macfarland, your time is up, what’s up?

Tout commence, par un dadji Il m'a donné un numéro... Oh hey bonjour à toute et à tous, je voulais vous souhaiter, une bienvenue à tous, celui ou celle qui remportera les 6 jeux, remportera, une énorme somme d'argent 1, 2, 3... SOLEIL Les morts, le sang tu verras, au revoir chère vie. Je vais sûrement mourir ici... Pourrais-tu m'aider ? Nan désolé 1, 2, 3... soleil ! Les morts, le sang tu verras Deuxième épreuve, les dalgonas Le triangle, le cercle, l'étoile, le parapluie L'épreuve la plus terrifiante, le dessert qui t'éclate la colonne vertébrale, la mort gratuite Coupe le cookie ou tu finis cuit Félicitations à tous pour votre victoire à cette deuxième épreuve, la troisième épreuve est le tir à la corde Tir tir tir ou tu vas partir au ciel Ouais ouais Tir tir et oh putain ils sont mort Félicitations, la quatrième épreuve est une épreuve de concentration, mettez-vous dans une équipe de 2 personnes Prend toute ses billes ou tu seras immobile dans ta tombe Je prends une bille mais tu m'en prends deux Je t'en prends une et tu m'en prends pas Ouais ouais Je t'en prends quatre et tu m'en prends 2 Tu en paris 3 et je te les prends toutes Ouais ouais Tu n'as plus que 5 billes, que se passe t-il ? Tu stresses ? Tu en paris 2 et j'en perds 4 Je en gagne 2 et tu en à gagner qu'une Tu as tout parier ? Erreur car j'ai tout gagné ! Les morts, le sang tu verras, au-revoir chère vie, je vais sûrement mourir ici Ils ne restent plus beaucoup de personnes... Le cinquième jeu est l'épreuve du pont en verre Saute je saute tu saute et nous sautons Un mort, deux morts, trois morts, quatre morts, beaucoup de morts pour notre si petit nombre de participants restants... Félicitations au 3 derniers joueurs Pour vous récompensez nous allons faire un dîner d'honneur pour vous Un couteau ? Bonne idée je vais tuer sengue wou NON je sais que tu es pas comme ça... Ok je laisse passer OOOOUAAAAH NAAAAN SAÉ BIOK le dernier jeu Le squid game, tout les coups sont permis Article 3, un joueur peut procéder à un vote à n'importe quelle moment, si la majorité l'emporte alors nous pouvons sortir d'ici Sengue wou, accepte et nous sortirons tout les deux NAAAAAAN POURQUOI TU T'ES SUICIDER ! NAAAAN NAAAAN NAAAAN NAAAAN NAAAAN NAAAAN POURQUOI

Akele hi challe, raah pe chhade, Jitna tu kare, utna hi hase, Nakhre tu apne, hun main tayar, Sadde style nu chhad, na kar jodaar. (Chorus) Haters gonna hate, par asi jiven high, Sadda vibe oh na samjhe, bas jiven fly, Saddi duniya, sadda raaz, Jinda dil naal, tainu chad diya paz. (Verse 2) Gallan jiven lyrics, asli jiven beat, Kehnde asi chhadange, par main na jide repeat, Chad dinde na sirf, oh soch jive bande, Chad jo kehne, asi bas wave karde. (Chorus) Haters gonna hate, par asi jiven high, Sadda vibe oh na samjhe, bas jiven fly, Saddi duniya, sadda raaz, Jinda dil naal, tainu chad diya paz. (Bridge) Sadde yang te jhoke, dilon khud jaan'ne, Saddi sadi te, bhavukte tu band'ne, Saddi jind jaan da, kamm badiya gallan, Akhir ta chhad, bas mainu enna pyaar. (Outro) Haters gonna hate, par asi haath vich, Saddi duniya vich, sadde sir te chaand hai, Chhad jo kehnde, saddi jind shaan hai, Oh ve chakar ki, sajdeye gallan na.

Guarda, lo giuro, sento di essere un Dio del Rap Tutti si muovono e gridano "Wow" quando passo Ma che diavolo stai dicendo? Non vedi chi sono? Sono più veloce di un fulmine, scrivo rime e poi scappo Ho il flow letale, liriche che volano Mentre resto qui a guardarti che provi e fallisci Ho cominciato dal nulla, ora spacco davvero Mischio le parole come un mago sul serio Tutti parlano, ma nessuno sta al passo Se provo a rallentare, finisco lo stesso troppo in alto L’ho fatto per gioco, ora sono il re Ogni verso che scrivo ti manda KO C'è chi mi odia, ma resta a guardare Mentre distruggo ogni beat che mi danno da fare Sono un Dio del Rap, veloce come un razzo Se provi a prendermi, non ci riesci, resti a pezzi, sei distratto Parole come lame, affilate come spade Io non mi fermo mai, sono il fuoco che ti invade Non mi importa di quello che dicono, io corro veloce Mentre scrivono storie, io scrivo la Storia, li lascio nel niente Flusso infinito, metrica letale Tu provi a copiarmi ma resti banale Sono cresciuto ascoltando i grandi del rap Ora sono io che comando il rap Ogni rima che lancio è una bomba sul beat Non mi puoi fermare, è finita così Ok, ora accelero, sei pronto a sentire? Metto il turbo, nessuno può dire Che non sono il migliore, che non ho lo stile Rapido, tecnico, spacco e colpisco Tutti parlano, io vado più in alto Se mi segui, poi resti staccato Faccio la storia con ogni parola Fino a che il mondo si inchina e mi adora Questa è la prova, non c'è discussione Sono un Dio del Rap, fine della lezione