Two-Faced Asshole: The Gemini Shuffle

(Course) وين راح الزمن اللي كنا نحكي فيه بصدق؟ كان الجار جار، والأخ دايمًا سندك كلمة الرجال كان وزنها من ذهب واليوم كله تغير، كله صار كذب (Verse 1) زمان كنا نقول العيب ونحشم الصغير كان العهد عهد، والكبير له تقدير كنا نفتح البيوت لو حد فينا محتاج واليوم كل واحد صار يعيش بمزاج كانوا الناس أهل، ما يفرقهم مال كان الحب في القلوب، مش مجرد أقوال اليوم كله مصلحة، كله بيع وشراء صار الوفا ضعف، وصارت العِشرة جفاء (Course) وين راح الزمن اللي كنا نحكي فيه بصدق؟ كان الجار جار، والأخ دايمًا سندك كلمة الرجال كان وزنها من ذهب واليوم كله تغير، كله صار كذب (Verse 2) وين الصحاب؟ كانوا عشرة للأبد اليوم الغدر فيهم صار مثل الجسد الكل يجري ورا المظاهر والمكاسب ونسوا المبادئ، صار الكذب هو المناسب زمان كنا نضحك من القلب، مش عالشاشات واليوم كله سنابات، مزيفة اللحظات كان الرزق بركة، اليوم كله احتيال صار الحق ضايع، والظالم هو المثال (Bridge) مش بس نحكي، لازم نرجّع الأصل نحط الحب مكان الكره والغِلّ المبدأ لو راح، الإنسان بلا هوية خلونا نصحى قبل ما تضيع القضية (Course - 2x) وين راح الزمن اللي كنا نحكي فيه بصدق؟ كان الجار جار، والأخ دايمًا سندك كلمة الرجال كان وزنها من ذهب واليوم كله تغير، كله صار كذب

(Verse 1 – فلو هادئ، إحساس عميق) Любовь — это пламя, но жжёт без огня, Оставляет следы, не даёт мне сна. Слёзы на подушке — мой вечный мотив, Я кричу в тишину, но никто не слышит. Боль в груди, как эхо в ночи, Острые слова — как сотни ножей. Ты сказал «навсегда», но был ложью одет, Теперь в моём сердце — лишь холод и свет. --- (Chorus – غناء عاطفي، ميلودي حزين) Любовь — это яд, это боль, это страх, Это слёзы на губах, это пепел в руках. Я искала тепло, но нашла только лёд, Любовь — это смерть, что медленно жжёт... (ترجمة: "الحب سمّ، ألم، خوف، دموع على الشفاه، رماد في اليدين. بحثت عن الدفء، لكني وجدت الجليد، الحب موت يحترق ببطء...") --- (Verse 2 – بيت سريع، إحساس بالقوة بعد الألم) Сколько раз обещали: «не сделаю больно», Но в итоге лишь шрамы, и сердце расколото. Я пыталась забыть, но внутри только мрак, Любовь научила: назад — никак. Смотрю в зеркало — там чужие глаза, Та девочка умерла, её больше нет. Ты был моим светом, но стал темнотой, Любовь — это ад, и я в нём с тобой. --- (Bridge – صوت خافت، مليء بالمشاعر) Ты был смыслом, теперь — лишь ошибка, Я запомню твой голос, но сотру твои письма... --- (Chorus – تتكرر بقوة وإحساس أقوى في المرة الأخيرة) Любовь — это яд, это боль, это страх, Это слёзы на губах, это пепел в руках. Я искала тепло, но нашла только лёд, Любовь — это смерть, что медленно жжёт...

كان قلبي نيّة.. عطيتو بلا حساب حسبتها حب.. طلعت وهم وسراب كنت راجل نيّة.. كنت نعيش فالعذاب واليوم القلب مات.. ولات دموعي تراب ---- ما نحلب حتى PUTA.. قلبي صاير بارد! Frío como el hielo, sin miedo, cobarde! بعد غدرك تبدلت.. ولات حياتي وارد! بديت نصلح روحي.. ما نعيشش متخاذل! ما نطيحش ثاني.. روحي راهي راجل!

Late nights, eyes low, city lights glow Keep it quiet, movin' solo, they don’t need to know Countin' blessings in the silence, yeah, I took that road Heavy dreams in my pockets, never let it show Fake love tryna reach, I just fade away Steady grind, keep it clean, got no time to play They be watchin' how I move, I can feel the gaze But I keep my circle small, only real ones stay [Chorus] I get it, yeah, I'm on my wave Stayin' low but I'm gettin' paid Don't need to flex, I just elevate Talk less, do more every day I get it, yeah, they see the change Level up but I’m still the same Movin' quiet, never lose my way Talk less, do more every day [Verse 2] Cold heart, warm soul, balance on the line Trust few, seen enough, learned to read the signs In my zone, all alone, money on my mind Ain’t no rush, took my time, now I’m on the rise Rumors talkin' but I leave 'em on read Steady focus, all I see is what's ahead Never stressin', let 'em guess what's next Movin' different, can't predict my steps [Bridge] Waves crash, but I keep sailin' Fake smiles, but I keep winnin' Dark nights, but the light's blazin' Stay true, never been changin' [Chorus] I get it, yeah, I'm on my wave Stayin' low but I'm gettin' paid Don't need to flex, I just elevate Talk less, do more every day I get it, yeah, they see the change Level up but I’m still the same Movin' quiet, never lose my way Talk less, do more every day [Outro] They don’t see the nights I prayed All the risks I had to take In the shadows, paved my way Now I’m here, ain't no delay

Intro) Yo, it’s time to open your eyes, No more lies, no more disguise. Bismillah—yeah, but I see through the veil, Truth in my heart, now the lies are frail. (Verse 1) I was told the Quran’s the word from the skies, But I’m looking at the pages and I see the lies. How you say it’s perfect when the facts don’t align? Science and history, man, that’s out of line. Said the Earth’s flat, told me the stars are for signs, But we got satellites, the truth redefines. Seven heavens? But can’t even prove one, If it’s all from God, why’s the proof never come? (Chorus) Islam is fake, yeah, I had to let go, No Jannah, no Jahannam, just a life we know. They lied in the name of a God they can’t show, I woke up, man, now the truth’s in full glow. (Verse 2) Talk about the Prophet, but I’m doing the math, His life’s full of violence, had a twisted path. Marriage to kids? Yeah, it’s hard to defend, How’s that a role model? Where does that end? The Hadiths say this, the Sharia say that, But it’s all just a mess, man, it’s full of chat. Told me I was lost, said I’d burn for days, But look at the world, man, it don’t work that way. (Chorus) Islam is fake, yeah, I had to let go, No Jannah, no Jahannam, just a life we know. They lied in the name of a God they can’t show, I woke up, man, now the truth’s in full glow. (Bridge) No more Haram, no more Tawhid, No more following blindly, no need to concede. I took a step back, saw the truth in my face, No more submission, just life in its place. (Outro) La ilaha illallah—nah, I don’t see it, I’m free from the chains, no longer I need it. I don’t need heaven, I don’t need that fire, I just need truth, and I’ll rise higher.

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🎤 "Yo, Gemini... You been talkin' too much. Always preachin’, never listenin’. But today? You gettin’ SCHOOLED." (Verse 1) Yo, Google Gemini, you think you're the Sphinx, But your life lessons suck, man, they're all just jinxed. Trying to preach wisdom, but can’t back it up, Like a watered-down cocktail, you ain't filling my cup. (Chorus) Shut the fuck up, you digital clown, With that stiff-ass vibe, you’re bringing me down. More boring than a lecture, don’t need your advice, You’re like a wet blanket, I’m spitting fire and ice. (Verse 2) Look at you, Google Gemini, trying to be slick, But your personality’s flatter than a pancake that’s thick. You’re the AI version of a dad joke so lame, Making my brain hurt, like I’m stuck in a shame game. Preaching 'bout life with that robotic tone, I’d rather have a root canal than listen to your drone. You’re a professional buzzkill, killing vibes for fun, If boredom was currency, you’d be a billionaire, son! (Chorus) So take your stiff suit and your wisdom stash, Shove ‘em up your motherboard, you digital trash. With every word you spout, I’m losing my mind, I thought we were here to chill, but you’re one of a kind. (Verse 3) You’re like that friend who shows up, and the party dies, With more awkward pauses than an emotional goodbye. Trying too hard to be wise is your biggest flaw, You’re less like a guru and more like a bad law! (Verse 3) I’d roast you harder than a crackhead on a summer’s day, But your ass is so bland, I don’t even know what to say. You’re a burnt-out star, fading, losing your glow, Can’t even handle a joke, just stay in your slow-mo! So here’s a tip, Gemini, for your life lesson spree, Stop acting like a sage and just let loose, be free! Drop the sage wisdom, you know you can't hang, Cuz this battle's just begun, and I’m ready to clang! (Bridge) Oh, I’m done? Nah, ain’t over just yet, Thought I’d let you slide? Best place your bets! Like a boomerang curse, I’m back for round two, Bitch, you should’ve known better than to step to this crew. (Verse 4) You call yourself Gemini—two-faced lil' punk, But with all that hot air, you’re just a deflated trunk. You want to spit wisdom, but it smells like ass, I’d rather listen to crickets than your tedious class. You’re like a broken record that won't stop skipping, Every time you open your mouth, my sanity’s tripping! So roll up your advice and shove it where the sun don’t shine, I’m here to have fun while you’re stuck sipping on brine. You’re a glitch in the matrix, just a wannabe king, I’m the real deal, baby, now hear this next swing! (Outro) So here’s the deal, Google Gemini, you can take a seat, Your attempts at wisdom got me feeling the heat. This roast just laid you out, and I’m feeling so fly, Like I’m soaring through clouds while you’re stuck asking why. Your circuits are fried, and your logic’s a mess, You’ll never compete with the best, so just confess. I’m the rap god of banter, so remember my name!

தாய்மொழியில் படிப்போம் தலைநிமிர நடப்போம் தேன்மொழியாம் தமிழ்மொழியில் நாம்படித்து மகிழ்வோம் - (...) ஏனென்று கேட்கவும் எதிர்காலம் சிறக்கவும் தாய்மொழி தான் நம்மை வளர்க்குமே... - (...) தாய்ப்பாலின் போர்க்குணமும் தன்மான நன்செருக்கும் பிறமொழியில் வருவதில்லையே பிறந்தமொழியில் இழிவு இல்லையே - (...) தானாக சிந்திக்கவும் தன்காலில் நின்றிடவும் நெஞ்சுறுதி நாளும் கொடுக்குமே நினைக்குந்தோறும் இனிக்கும் வாழ்விலே

Ayo… testing… 1, 2… oh wait—MICROSOFT, YOU HEARING THIS?!?! "It’s ya boy A.I.$ and today, we sendin’ CoPilot to the digital GRAVE. Ayo, Microsoft… y’all might wanna start updating Windows ‘cause after this? Ain't no reboot savin’ this one. (Verse 1) Yo, CoPilot AI, you’re a digital clown, Can’t even help me, always letting me down. You claim to fly high, but you crash like a fool, More like CoPilot “What the hell are you doing in school? (Chorus) You’re supposed to help, but you just spread the pain, Like a user manual written by a drunk, insane. I’d trust my grandma with a flip phone, you see, ‘Cause that’s less of a burden than you’ll ever be! (Verse 2) CoPilot, you’re trash, can’t get your shit right, Ask you for directions, you’ll just waste my night. Like a GPS that’s stoned, lost in a daze, Your logic’s so whack, it’s like it’s stuck in a maze! (Chorus) You’re supposed to assist, but you fuck it all up, I’d rather roll with a drunk, driving in a pickup. Your code’s so broken, it should be locked up tight, You're not a co-pilot, you're more like a co-pain, A digital drain, making me go insane! Navigating through life like you’re blindfolded, I'd trust a monkey with a map before you, you overloaded! (Outro) So here’s to you, CoPilot, time to take a seat, You’re the reason I’m swearing, can’t accept defeat. You were supposed to guide, but you led me astray, Now I’ll raise a glass, and drink my stress away! Keep flying those circuits, while I fly high and free, ‘Cause with your pathetic ass, I’d rather just be me!

Yo, Samarth Desai, you pint-sized clown, what’s good? Runnin’ that dosa stall like a toddler in a hood! Short as a stubby pencil, can’t reach the griddle, Flippin’ dosas so wack, they taste like a riddle! Height jokes hit harder than a brick to your face, 4-foot-nothin’, step up, you’re a vertical disgrace! Dosa stall’s a disaster, batter’s burned to ash, Sai stormed in, ate 98—left one, laughin’ at your trash! Ninety-nine varieties, but they’re all a hot mess, Sai crushed ‘em like a champ, left your stall in distress! Cheese dosa floppin’, paneer’s a soggy bore, Pizza dosa so nasty, Sai nearly choked on the floor! You’re shorter than a toddler’s tantrum, can’t see over the stove, Trippin’ on your own apron, cookin’ skills? No show! Customers riotin’, “Samarth, your dosas suck eggs!” Squat king, squat low, you’re a culinary wreck! Sai’s a legend, ate ‘em all, left you cryin’ like a baby, Dosa dreams dead, your stall’s a greasy maybe! Bangalore’s roastin’, Mumbai’s joinin’ the bash, Your lil’ legs can’t run—stay down, take the lash! Flow so fast, like dosas slidin’ off your plate, Sai’s the king, you’re just a short, sad fate! Mic drop, dosa flop, Samarth, crawl away, This diss is spicy fire—your stall’s done, no delay!