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Verse 1: میں ہوں ایک بڑا گناہگار، دھواں ہے میرے سر کے اوپر، شب خطا میں گزر جاتی ہے، مگر مرام ہے تیری رضا کا، ہے میرا دل تेरا اسیر، تُو ہی دے sakta ہےسہارا، ربّا تیری رحمت کا ہوں آرزُو، خakisar میں تری بارش کا۔ Chorus: ربّ تری بڑی میٹھی کہانی، میں ہوں بڑا گناہگار، تیری رحمت کے دھاگے، ہیں میرے لیے بہت zaroori، ہے میرا یہBAD صدیق، تیری barkat کے بہت م murmur، ہوں میں بے پناہ بے چین، تیری محبت کے دھُمنے میں۔ Verse 2: میں ہوں بڑا بے چین، میری آنکھوں میں ہے دھُواں، تیری رحمت کی لڑیوں، ہیں میرے لیے بہت پیاری، ہوں میں بے پناہ بے کس، تیری barkat کے دھُمنے میں، ہے میرا دل تیاہ ہو کے، تیری محبت کے گمنے میں۔ Chorus: ربّ تری بڑی میٹھی کہانی، میں ہوں بڑا گناہگار، تیری رحمت کے دھاگے، ہیں میرے لیے بہت zaroori، ہے میرا یہBAD صدیق، تیری barkat کے بہت م murmur، ہوں میں بے پناہ بے چین، تیری محبت کے دھُمنے میں۔ Bridge: میں ہوں بڑا بے چین، میری آنکھوں میں ہے دھُواں، تیری رحمت کی لڑیوں، ہیں میرے لیے بہت پیاری، ہوں میں بے پناہ بے کس، تیری barkat کے دھُمنے میں، ہے میرا دل تیاہ ہو کے، تیری محبت کے گمنے میں۔ Outro: ربّ تری بڑی میٹھی کہانی، میں ہوں بڑا گناہگار، تیری رحمت کے دھاگے، ہیں میرے لیے بہت zaroori، ہے میرا یہBAD صدیق، تیری barkat کے بہت م murmur، ہوں میں بے پناہ بے چین، تیری محبت کے دھُمنے میں۔

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[Verse] میخواد دیپ بزنی راه من نیست که تو نفهمی بازم کار من چیست با فلو عجیبم مثه باد هوا هر جا پا گذاشتم دیدی رد پا [Verse 2] من بازی رو شلوغ کردم اینجا با سکوت من فرو ریخت دنیا نمی‌بینی با ترس تو از من من بالا میرم اما تو چطورئی [Chorus] با یه حرکت بالا پایین میشم روی صحنه می‌پیچم همه چی رو نفهمیدی از کجا خوردی تو زمین خوردی اما من بالا می‌شم [Bridge] صدای من می‌پیچه اینجا تو گوش خیابون ماست من هتس تندی بیوش حریفام یکی یکی زمین می‌زنم جای من همیشه بالا تو بدون [Verse 3] دنبال رد پاهام باش همیشه تو هر جا میری می‌دونی کی هست دنیای من این بیتی بالاست نفسام بگیر و برید بلند شو [Chorus] با یه حرکت بالا پایین میشم روی صحنه می‌پیچم همه چی رو نفهمیدی از کجا خوردی تو زمین خوردی اما من بالا می‌شم

Rome was strong, but then it fell, (pause) Politics, war—couldn’t break the spell. Legions fading, borders crack, Empire’s gone, no coming back! (Beat drop—flow speeds up) Marcus Aurelius ruled with pride, Then Commodus came—Rome’s decline. Fought in the ring, played a game, Empire crumbled, lost its name. Civil wars hit, generals clashed, Each one fought for Roman cash. Senate weak, leaders fake, Power shifts—big mistake! [Chorus – Repeat] (8 bars, slow again) Rome was strong, but then it fell, Politics, war—couldn’t break the spell. Legions fading, borders crack, Empire’s gone, no coming back! (Verse 2—beat builds up) Gold ran out, trade ran dry, Inflation rose, people cried. Taxes high, workers fled, Fields left empty, markets dead. Slaves still worked, but wealth was fake, Empire’s debt? Big mistake! Money’s worthless, cities fall, Rome can’t pay its troops at all. (Short pause, then verse 3 hits hard) Imperial Crisis, chaos spread, Emperors fought, left for dead. Rome had rulers, too many to last, 50 years—leaders changed too fast. Barbarians came, breached the wall, Rome stood weak, doomed to fall. The Huns attacked, led by might, Attila came, fierce in sight. Adrianople, legions lost, The Goths won—what a cost! Then came Odoacer, last king’s fate, Romulus Augustus—sealed Rome’s state! [Final Chorus – Outro] (8 bars, fading out) 476, Rome was done, The Western Empire lost and gone. Legions faded, world moved on, But Roman ways still live strong!

(Intro – con un beat boom bap pesado) Yeah… Andraca en la casa, Solfeo en la mente, la guitarra en el pasado, Motocicleta rugiendo en la calle, Y en su cuarto, las Tortugas Ninja al detalle… (Verso 1 – El profe del solfeo) Dicen que la música es puro sentir, Pero Andraca la cuenta, la mide, la hace vivir, Pentagramas flotando, compases cayendo, Mientras en su mente sigue corriendo. Le dicen “profe, ¿por qué tan cuadrado?” Él dice “sin teoría, todo suena errado”, Sufrió con la púa, ahora escribe en papel, Que la guitarra quedó en su ayer. (Coro – La lucha interna) Andraca compone, Andraca enseña, Pero su pasado le quema las venas, Las seis cuerdas fueron su condena, Hoy suena el solfeo, y la moto truena. (Verso 2 – La vergüenza del guitarrista) Solía tocar riffs en un bar de mala muerte, Hasta que entendió que no era lo fuerte, Cambio la púa por tinta y papel, Ahora dicta clases, maestro fiel. Pero en la noche, a veces recuerda, Los solos, los gritos, la distorsión cuerda, Se ajusta la chaqueta, arranca el motor, Para ahogar la nostalgia con más vibración. (Puente – El escape y la pasión) Y si lo ves por la calle volando, Es porque la música lo sigue llamando, Se baja del mundo, se pone a escribir, Porque el arte es lucha, y hay que seguir. (Coro – La identidad de Andraca) Andraca compone, Andraca enseña, Pero su pasado le quema las venas, Las seis cuerdas fueron su condena, Hoy suena el solfeo, y la moto truena. (Outro – Con sample de motos y un grito de las Tortugas Ninja) ¡Cowabunga! – dice mientras acelera, Con Donatello en su playera, La vida es un beat, es un ritmo, es un son, Y Andraca la vive con su propia canción…

This is Joey, a deadbeat from the hood Thinks he"s gangsta but ain"t no good Around the block everyone knows his name Lazy-ass loser with nobody to blame Don"t work, don"t hustle, just wastes his days Blows his mom"s cash in the dumbest ways While she"s working doubles, cleaning up the mess This ungrateful punk can"t even say "yes" When he"s broke, tries to rob the corner store Got caught first try, hit the concrete floor Store owner"s an ex-cop who don"t play around In county jail, Joey"s crying like a clown His mama sold her TV just to post his bail Promised he"d change but that ship would sail Met this girl Sarah, church-going and sweet Got her pregnant then disappeared from the street Now he"s just a junkie sleeping under the bridge No home, no money, nothing in the fridge That"s how it ends when you live like a fool Breaking every promise, breaking every rule Moral of the story I"m spitting with no regret: Live like Joey and die with nothing but debt

[Intro] Female Singer intro (Spoken or softly rapped over atmospheric synths and a slow beat) On the road to greatness, God by my side So I know that I’ll make it Time to bring it back to the basics Back in the day when I was trapped in the basement [Verse 1] Open my garage, pull my new Wraith in Mastered my mind, law of attraction and patience Now my life is amazing Open your eyes—your future is waiting When I woke up from my daydream I was driving in a brand-new Mercedes Remember back in the day when They used to say we were crazy [Chorus] (Melodic, with a sung hook) We made it through the fire, through the pain and the hatred Success is what we make it Guided by the angels, I know I’ll find my way in One life to live, so I gotta embrace it [Verse 2] I ride for my people who are stuck in the matrix At this rate, most of these rappers Need to go back to fifth grade and get an education They should’ve listened to what I’ve been saying Now they walking like zombies, lost with no escape plan I created my own destination through meditation Now me and Supa Nova take off in a spaceship Back to honor my father’s creation [Bridge] (Slower, more introspective feel) Maybe it’s just years of sleep deprivation Or all of the positive affirmations That I speak into existence When I imagine my life with a new destination Everywhere I’d go, I would see the same faces Years in the studio, locked in the basement Praying for changes—back in the day When I was influenced by Satan [Verse 3] (Beat drops back in, triumphant tone) We made it through hell and back, built a spaceship Now they give Supa kids praises We were Hollywood dreaming ’Til we learned what the money and fame really came with Almost gave up—’til I learned that life is what you make it Now it’s back to the labels to demand payment Still, we keep breaking Blowing smoke back in their faces [Chorus] We made it through the fire, through the pain and the hatred Success is what we make it Guided by the angels, I know I’ll find my way in One life to live, so I gotta embrace it [Verse 4] (Final verse—powerful, calling out the industry) God by my side as we laugh at the hatred One thing is—they never could break us Industry full of fakes and the fake love We do this to be a positive inspiration Light in the dark, exposing the lies Calling out the snakes who misguide our lives Through the power of God, I will watch it all burn Before I am forsaken [Outro] (Fading beat, angelic choir harmonies in background) Somebody tell J to step out of my way I don’t do it for praises—I do it for change Across all seven nations Look in my eyes, you’ll know where I came from

[Hook] Hey dostum, bas gaza! (skrrt skrrt) Olmaz kanka, yakıtta az! (bruh) Cepte nakit? Kanka, kimde var?! (aha!) Sorma bana, bende de yok! (brrr) [Verse 1] Yokuş aşağı drift, gece full gaz! (skrrt skrrt) Motor sıcak ama yakıt yine az! (ey, ey!) Cepte nakit? Kanka, cebinde ne var?! (hmm?) Sorma bana, bende de yok, aha! (brrr, ey!) [Hook] Hey dostum, bas gaza! (skrrt skrrt) Olmaz kanka, yakıtta az! (bruh!) Cepte nakit? Kanka, kimde var?! (aha!) Sorma bana, bende de yok! (brrr!) [Verse 2] Bas gaza, şerit dolu (skrrt!) Yol kayar, AMG V8 modu (vroooom!) Üstümde Dior, cebimde euro (bling!) Banka full limit, hesap dolu! (yeah, yeah!) [Hook] Hey dostum, bas gaza! (skrrt skrrt) Olmaz kanka, yakıtta az! (bruh!) Cepte nakit? Kanka, kimde var?! (aha!) Sorma bana, bende de yok! (brrr!) [Verse 3] Yak dumanı, gece uzun (woah!) Yanlaya yanlaya döneriz tur (skrrt skrrt!) Cepte para, limit durur (nah!) Bize engel koyma, çözeriz bunu! (ey!) Risk almazsan, para gelmez (brrr!) Sana düşler, bize gerçek! (hmm?) Drift attım, kaydı lensler (skrrt!) Bütün ışıklar üzerimde! (bling!) [Hook] Hey dostum, bas gaza! (skrrt skrrt) Olmaz kanka, yakıtta az! (bruh!) Cepte nakit? Kanka, kimde var?! (aha!) Sorma bana, bende de yok! (brrr!) [Verse 4] Her gece sahne, para gelir (cash!) Trip atma, limit delik (nah!) Saat Rolex, zaman benim (bling!) İleri bak, sahne bizim! (ey!) Statta maç, kazanan biz (goal!) Şehir konuşur, limit limitsiz (woah!) Vites 6, turbo drift (skrrt!) Sokak bizim, her yer trip! (brrr!) [Bridge] Hızlı yaşa, yavaş ölme! (woah!) Işıklar sönsün, gece bölme! (nah!) Sokaklar yanar, hız kesme! (skrrt!) Sadece yaşa, problem etme! (ey!) [Final Hook] Hey dostum, bas gaza! (skrrt skrrt) Olmaz kanka, yakıtta az! (bruh!) Cepte nakit? Kanka, kimde var?! (aha!) Sorma bana, bende de yok! (brrr!)

(Intro - R&B, Soulful & Smooth) (Soft piano, deep bass, slow groove beat, angelic background vocals) I been lost, I been low… (low, low) Tryna find my way but the pain don’t go... Tell me, tell me, where do I go? Ohhh, where do I go? (go, go) (Beat fades in… gentle kick, hi-hats creeping in...) (Verse 1 - R&B Soul, Deep Emotion) Lately, I been moving on my own (own) Heart been heavy but I never let it show (noo, no) They say love is what you make it But I gave my all and you still couldn’t take it (Pause, slight beat switch – bass deepens, groove kicks in harder) (Pre-Chorus - Smooth & Hypnotic R&B) If I fall, would you catch me? (Catch me?) If I’m gone, would you miss me? (Miss me?) Tell me now, no pretendin’ I need truth, no beginnin’ (Drill beat slides in – beat drop!🔥) (Chorus - R&B & Drill Fusion, Catchy & Groovy) I’m all in, no half step (Step!) Real love, no past tense (Tense!) When I ride, yeah, I ride for real When I slide, yeah, I slide with skill I been lost, I been low (low, low) But my heart stay cold, I can’t fold (fold, fold) Ohhh, I gotta know (know, know) If you down, then let’s go! (Quick pause, then Moncliizy tag! 🔥) 🔊 "Moncliizy with the beat" (Beat slows down, stripped-down bridge, deep harmonies, raw emotion...) (Bridge - R&B Solo, Melodic & Passionate) 🎶 Ohhh, tell me where you wanna be? Is it here, right next to me? I need love, I need trust... Not just talk, I need us... (us, us) (Bass kicks back in – drill vibe resumes!💥🔥) (Verse 2 - Drill Flow, Confident Energy) 💥 They love when I’m down, but I rise like the sun Weight on my shoulders, I carry a ton Never go broke, I invest, then I run She call me the one, but I told her, “We young” Money don’t change me, but people do Loyalty rare like a see-through jewel If I take L’s, then it’s lessons too Turn pain to a vibe, that’s a boss’s move (Quick echo repetition for bounce!) 🔥 Boss’s move (move!) 🔥 Boss’s move (move!) (Beat switch again – new rap verse incoming!) (Verse 3 - Raw Drill Energy, Hard-Hitting) 💥 Told ‘em it’s love, but they never believed me Now when I shine, they be movin’ too greedy Back when I struggled, they left me to drown Now they want seats when I’m runnin’ the town Keepin’ it real, I can’t fake what I do Talkin’ on me? Better speak with the truth I see the hate when I step in the room Smile in my face, but they plottin’ my moves 🔥 Took a few losses, I made ‘em all lessons Now when I step, it’s a whole new presence Moncliizy made the song, they gon’ feel this R&B soul with the drill mix! (Beat slows down, outro coming in...) (Outro - R&B Fade Out, Emotional & Smooth) 🎶 All in... no past tense... Real love... no half step... Moncliizy made the song! (last mention, smooth fade-out) (Harmonies, soft piano outro, deep vibes lingering...)

*Verse 1:* I've been searching for a place to call my own Where I can be myself, without a care or stone Then I found you, and my heart felt at ease In your arms is where I feel at home *Chorus:* You're my safe haven, my guiding light In your arms is where I take flight You're my forever home, where I am free In your arms is where I'm meant to be *Verse 2:* Your touch ignites a fire that never fades Your love is my shelter from life's raging storms and shades With you by my side, I know I'm not alone In your arms is where I call my home *Chorus:* You're my safe haven, my guiding light In your arms is where I take flight You're my forever home, where I am free In your arms is where I'm meant to be *Bridge:* We'll dance under the stars, on a warm summer night We'll chase our dreams, and make them feel just right We'll laugh, we'll cry, we'll live, we'll grow Together, our love will forever glow *Chorus:* You're my safe haven, my guiding light In your arms is where I take flight You're my forever home, where I am free In your arms is where I'm meant to be *Outro:* In your arms is where I feel at home With you, my love, is where I am never alone.

Masjid ki gali mein, saaki bahay Haalat yahan ke, khuda bhi bachay Woh kehte ke hum, namazi baray Par jeb mein haram ka note bhi chhupay Ab woh raazi rahe ya na bhi rahe Mujhe farq nahi parta, koi aa bhi jaye Main waisa hi hoon, yeh mohra nahi hai Yahan jaan ki bhi koi mohlat nahi hai Zaat se pucha tha, ek baar maine Kya laazim bhi hai yeh char maslay? Wohi char maslay jo do pal thay Ab sochu to aaj bhi aansu barasay Kya jo niyat thi saaf, woh ho gayi zaeef Jise apna kaha, woh ban gaya raqeeb Mitti ke pehlu mein armaan dafanye Jo soch mein thay, unko kafan mein dikha Khuaab jo thay, woh bikharte dekhe Jin aankhon ne dekha, woh bandh hote dekhe Lafzon ke rang bhi udtay dekhe Jo likha tha sach, woh mittay dekhe