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[Verse 1] Yo this one's for Tilak yeah he's on his grind Gandhi Med College sharpest mind you'll find Two years deep put in work no slack Late nights early mornings never looking back [Verse 2] He’s got that fire in his eyes determination so strong Every hurdle that he faces he just keeps grinding on Sleepless nights studying cause dreams don’t wait Endless passion dedication he’ll never hesitate [Chorus] Tilak’s grind Tilak’s stride He’s reaching for the skies he won’t be denied All the sweat and the tears won’t be in vain He’s running this race not stopping for the pain [Verse 3] Books and labs he’s got a balance to keep Weekends spent in knowledge not lost in sleep Through the struggle he shines cause he’s so brave Climbing every mountain showing none a slave [Verse 4] Every test that he aces just builds his belief No giving up stories in his life’s brief Wise beyond his years his aim so tight Tilak stands tall even in the fight [Bridge] In the halls of learning where true legends made Tilak rolls through challenges like a parade Step by step drive by drive Striving for greatness he feels so alive

[Verse] Streets are buzzing with electric veins Concrete jungle where you lose or gain Neon dreams beneath the silver rain Hustle hard to numb the urban pain [Verse 2] Nightlife shadows dance beneath the signs Fake love whispers through the tangled lines Heartbeats sync with unfamiliar rhymes Chasing shadows through the city's crimes [Chorus] City lights they flicker in my mind Lost in alleys where the shadows bind Truth be told I'm running out of time City lights they're messing with my mind [Verse 3] Graffiti tales on walls that never end Lost souls sipping on a broken trend Currency of dreams we never spend Urban legends on the streets we mend [Bridge] Echoes travel through the high-rise maze Silent screams beneath the masquerade Hoping for the dawn to light the haze In the city lights we find our blaze [Chorus] City lights they flicker in my mind Lost in alleys where the shadows bind Truth be told I'm running out of time City lights they're messing with my mind

Yo, Mitchell, you fake-ass wannabe king, Frontin’ like you got it all, but you ain’t got a thing, Your car’s just like you—shiny but broke, Engine’s trash, just like the lies you provoke. You think you’re a player, breakin’ hearts on the daily, But you’re just a coward, pathetic and shady, Tiny-ass dick with a big-ass mouth, Talkin’ all tough but you’re soft—no doubt. (Chorus) Mitchell the Mirage, fake and frail, All bark, no bite, destined to fail, Tryna flex but you ain’t that guy, Keep frontin’—you’re a fuckin’ lie. (Verse 2) Oh, and Alex, yeah, I heard the news, You cheated with that clown? Damn, bad moves, Thought you were slick, tryna play me for a fool, But you ended up with trash—guess the joke’s on you. Smellin’ like lies and desperation, Girl, ever heard of soap? Try some sanitation, Cheatin’ with Mitchell? That’s rock bottom, You traded gold for dust—yeah, you lost ‘em. (Chorus) Mitchell the Mirage, fake and frail, All bark, no bite, destined to fail, Alex’s stank couldn’t hide the lie, Both of you fake—don’t even try. (Bridge) Mitchell, every word you spit is fake as shit, Alex, you’re just as bad—two snakes that fit, Both hollow, both pathetic, both lame, Perfect for each other—both full of shame. (Verse 3) Mitchell’s car’s a piece of junk, Just like his life—all trash, all funk, Alex, you thought you could break me down? Now you’re stuck with a loser—a broke-ass clown. You two deserve each other, no doubt, Two fakes with nothin’ to brag about, Stinkin’ up the room with lies and deceit, Both of you weak—both of you beat. (Chorus) Mitchell the Mirage, fake and frail, All bark, no bite, destined to fail, Alex’s stank couldn’t hide the lie, Both of you fake—don’t even try. (Outro) So keep actin’ like you’re hot shit, Both of you pathetic—perfect fit, Everyone sees the truth, no need to tell, Mitchell and Alex—fake as hell.

(HOOK) raati 2 baje fair maare kaandi taape sheher tere Badke ne bhitar Uglengay zeher saare Verse Barabri na Jalde yo dekhe Ho na paave rees mhari shootera mein pohonch Mhari jaila mein b reach Udta ke paankh paad Daldeve gojha mein re Bhai jeete khela mein kai Kai baithe foja mein re Tedha na lakhave Tera aaliya sae taime Yo putt haryane ke re Aali inki dain Bhaaja koni thave Na paalio re behem Cheetah si speed Shikari saare Genes haryanvi Kadde padhio re mhare baare Kadde dabya na kre Beshak chli jaave jaan Dila mein na khoth Mhare kachi koni baat Pakke mhare vaade ar Pakki sae jubaan yo albaadi saare (HOOK) raati 2 baje fair maare kaandi taape sheher tere Badke ne bhitar Uglengay zeher saare

(Haha, yeah) Uh, Henry duckin’ calls, Henry duckin’ plans (where he at?) Boy, you really fake, I can’t call you my mans (nah) Yeah, yeah [Chorus] Blowin’ off your homies, what you doin’? (huh?) Actin’ like you busy, but you losin’ (loser) Got no time for friends, but got time to cheat (lame) Still got caught, yeah, that’s a real elite feat (stupid!) [Verse] Olivia Flint? Man, that girl was a baby (ew) You was out bad, boy, that shit real crazy (yikes) Talkin’ big GPA, but I did the math (uh) Without my stats help, you wouldn’t even pass (nope) 281 stressin’ you, Bedwars stretchin’ you (foldin’) We all in the lobby, but somehow you duckin’ too (ghost) Talkin’ like a genius, but you last-minute rushin’ (cap) Missin’ all the fun just to end up with nothin’ (damn) [Outro] Yeah, Henry, keep runnin’, keep dodgin’ (run) One day you’ll show up, but we ain’t gon’ be watchin’ (nah) Next time you cheat, try not to still fail (dummy) And next time you flex, make sure it don’t pale (weak) Goofy! 💀

Vou falar sobre o Cleitinho, um otário da pior laia, Nasceu pra ser fudido, já veio com a sina na raia, Mãe largou no lixão, pai era um bosta na cachaça, Cresceu cheirando cola, virando piada na praça. Tentou ser malandro, mas só tomou porrada, Roubou um pão dormido, apanhou da padaria gelada, Namorou a Jéssica, uma da quebrada, Ela largou o trouxa por um traficante de parada. Trampou de gari, varrendo resto de esgoto, Demitido no primeiro dia, caiu bêbado no posto, Sonhou ser rapper, mas a rima era um lixo, Cuspiu no mic, geral gritou: "Vai pro caralho, bicho!" Hoje tá na rua, pedindo troco pro rango, Um perdedor nato, um cu de mato sem plano, Moral da parada: Cleitinho é um fracasso, Nasceu pra dar merda, vai morrer no mesmo passo!

Topper madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer vaskefrie dager, Roper N.K og jeg puller opp uten rifle (okei) Ække min feil, at jeg glemte å låse skapet Ta meg sykefri for krig det skal jeg ikke i Samler troppen min, for beverly er 10 av 10 Troppen roper "fuck leiren!" Viser N.K langefingeren (fuck deg!) Ga meg refs for at bikkestrekken var for jævlig (hva faen!) Tenker fuck it, EY! Kan du holde kjeft Når vi stikker ser du aldri meg igjen Próper og vi puller opp helt forskjellig (okei) Ække vår feil, at befalet ikke pratet sammen Topper saniteten med no skader, bare halve troppen løper intervaller Roper Gjerdsbakk, hvordan fant du all den driten (okei) Ække min feil at du dro inn dritten selv Tester lúnta til han, Andrésen Dobbel halv det var ikke så enkelt. Fikk hele troppen til å klippe mullet Varte ikke så lenge, før DU også måtte fjerne den Bing, bam, boom, snusen tapper min konto ekke rart når N.K ber meg om å bomme han pronto, Driller til vi blir mongo Gjør at hjernen blir dongo Hakke rå til billett, men søker perm uansett! Troppsjef du er så grei, N.K skriker på meg Thoresen du la lista Landloven den ble mista! Tenker fuck it, EY, jeg skal bli meni nå Staben styrer ikke 1.2 noe lenger nå Nérvik, føler seg i sin Mercedes Han har på solbriller, og går rundt som kjæringa med staven Han tror også at han eier hele leiren Topper Madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer pussefrie dager Roper Tre Av, og det ser jo helt for jævli ut Ække min feil, var Thoresen som lærte meg Sondre Thoresen bare slapp av Vi ligger bare 200 timer bak deg! Edling, du er jo bare snill og grei helt til, rekrutter får fram det værste i deg. Topper Madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer rekruttfrie dager Roper Løge! vi skal gjøre alt ting riktig Nå er vi, ferdig som rekrutter her Topper Norge med noen gode soldater Befalet feier fredfulle dager!

Topper madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer vaskefrie dager, Roper N.K og jeg puller opp uten rifle (okei) Ække min feil, at jeg glemte å låse skapet Ta meg sykefri for krig det skal jeg ikke i Samler troppen min, for beverly er 10 av 10 Troppen roper "fuck leiren!" Viser N.K langefingeren (fuck deg!) Ga meg refs for at bikkestrekken var for jævlig (hva faen!) Tenker fuck it, EY! Kan du holde kjeft Når vi stikker ser du aldri meg igjen Próper og vi puller opp helt forskjellig (okei) Ække vår feil, at befalet ikke pratet sammen Topper saniteten med no skader, bare halve troppen løper intervaller Roper Gjerdsbakk, hvordan fant du all den driten (okei) Ække min feil at du dro inn dritten selv Tester lúnta til han, Andrésen Dobbel halv det var ikke så enkelt. Fikk hele troppen til å klippe mullet Varte ikke så lenge, før DU også måtte fjerne den Bing, bam, boom, snusen tapper min konto ekke rart når N.K ber meg om å bomme han pronto, Driller til vi blir mongo Gjør at hjernen blir dongo Hakke rå til billett, men søker perm uansett! Troppsjef du er så grei, N.K skriker på meg Thoresen du la lista Landloven den ble mista! Tenker fuck it, EY, jeg skal bli meni nå Staben styrer ikke 1.2 noe lenger nå Nérvik, føler seg i sin Mercedes Han har på solbriller, og går rundt som kjæringa med staven Han tror også at han eier hele leiren Topper Madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer pussefrie dager Roper Tre Av, og det ser jo helt for jævli ut Ække min feil, var Thoresen som lærte meg Sondre Thoresen bare slapp av Vi ligger bare 200 timer bak deg! Edling, du er jo bare snill og grei helt til, rekrutter får fram det værste i deg. Topper Madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer rekruttfrie dager Roper Løge! vi skal gjøre alt ting riktig Nå er vi, ferdig som rekrutter her Topper Norge med noen gode soldater Befalet feier fredfulle dager!

(Fast Flow, Emotional & Motivational Mix) (Intro) (Soft beat, slow start, heart-touching vibe) Rahon mein, panahoon mein, chahon mein aaja, Baith mere dil ke paas, saath chal aaja. Tujhe apna dikhata hoon, jahan rehta hoon, Chhoti chhoti galiyan hai, par bada sapna rakhta hoon! (Beat drop, tempo up, aggressive flow begins!) (Verse 1 - Street Life) Lahore mera pyar hai, yahi hai base, Paisa kamane ka shauk, yahi hai race! Mission bana hai, na rukna mujhe, Chhote se ghar mein, lekin sapne bade! Tare chhotiyaan, galiyan bhi chhoti, Par soch meri badi, na chalein ye chhoti! Raaton ko likhta hoon, chhupke se baatein, Ek din naam mera bolega saari raatein! (Chorus - Hustle Mode ON) Hustle kar raha hoon, na rukna mujhe, Sapne hain bada, bas chhodna nahi! Duniya kahegi, tu haar gaya bro, Par jeet ka safar ab shuru ho raha bro! (Beat switch - Slightly nostalgic, deep tone!) (Verse 2 - Old Memories, Lost Love) Yaad kar purani baatein, jab suti pass thi, Haathon mein haath tha, duniya ek saath thi! Wo baatein, wo yaadein, wo hasna, wo rona, Ab hai kahani bas yaadon ka kona! Tujhe lagega mujhe baare mein pata nahi, Chhodkar gayi toh main kis haal mein, poocha nahi! Lekin ab main strong hoon, aage badh raha hoon, Jo bhi hua tha, bas sab bhool raha hoon! (Bridge - Dream Big, Keep Going!) Galiyon se nikalke, ab upar jana hai, Jo kabhi socha tha, wo sab ab paana hai! Maa ke liye ghar, apne liye naam, Kisi ke na hokar bhi ban gaya insaan! (Outro - Mic Drop Moment!) Mission hai bada, ye game nahi hai, Mehnat ki duniya, ye fame nahi hai! Paisa kamana, sirf shauk nahi, Mujhe likhni hai kahani, jo hogi kahin! (Beat fades, echoes of "Hustle kar raha hoon" in background...)

Lately, I’ve been drowning in my own mind, Tryna find a way out, but I’m outta time. Every night feels like the last one left, Voices in my head tell me, “Take that step.” Pop another pill just to feel something, But the numb don’t last, and the pain keeps coming. I smile, I laugh, say I’m doin’ alright, But inside, I’m losing this fight. I been screaming, but nobody hears, I been drowning in a sea of my fears. Told myself, “Maybe one more night,” But what if this the last goodbye? If I fade away, would they even know? Would they even care? Would they let me go? I been on the edge, yeah, I’m losing control, Looking for a sign, but the world stays cold. Shadows on the wall, yeah, they talk back to me, Tellin’ me the world wouldn’t change if I leave. Tired of the pain, tired of the weight, Tired of pretending like I’m not afraid. Tell me it gets better, tell me there’s a way, But I been tryna heal, still feel the same. Liquor in my veins, tears on my face, Tryna find love in a heart misplaced. I been screaming, but nobody hears, I been drowning in a sea of my fears. Told myself, “Maybe one more night,” But what if this the last goodbye? If I fade away, would they even know? Would they even care? Would they let me go? I been on the edge, yeah, I’m losing control, Looking for a sign, but the world stays cold. Maybe one day, I’ll see the light, Maybe one day, I’ll feel alive. But right now, I just wanna close my eyes, And fade into the silent night. But if you hear this, know you’re not alone, I know it’s dark, but don’t let go. Maybe we both need one more try, So this won’t be my last goodbye

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We’re in the club, yeah, it’s goin’ down, Smoke in the air, everybody’s around. Pour it up, keep it steady, don’t play, We gon’ take this shit all night, no delay. Shorty in my ear, she talkin’ that shit, I’m just tryna vibe, she know what it is. Blunt in my lips, drink in my hand, We don’t make plans, we just take a stand. We came from the bottom, now we here to flex, No gimmicks, no games, we cashin’ checks. Roll another up, feel the fire rise, We ain’t trippin’ on nothin’, just livin’ the vibe. Pockets heavy, but we ain’t chasin’ fame, Pour a lil’ liquor, just drown the pain. We hit the club, and they know what’s up, Ain’t no holdin’ back when the drinks in the cup. Bottles poppin’, shots flowin’, We don’t give a damn, just keep it rollin’. Fuck what they sayin’, we run this town, We built this shit, now we holdin’ it down. We keep it real, ain’t no cap, no front, When the bass hit hard, we the ones who stunt. She feelin’ the vibe, I’m feelin’ her too, But we ain’t trippin’ on love, just keepin’ it true. No fake smiles, no fake moves, If you ain’t about the life, then you gotta choose. We own the night, ain’t no time to stop, We gon’ ride this shit ‘til the whole world drops.