Ballin' Dreams

*Texte de Musique : "Cyber-Tech, Énergie de Demain"* *Couplet 1 :* Dans un monde qui brille, nous faisons la différence, Cyber-Tech, l'électromécanique, notre essence. Pierre-Dichelet, le visionnaire au commandement, Avec force et passion, il mène le mouvement. *Refrain :* Énergie de demain, ensemble nous avançons, Panneaux solaires, groupes électrogènes, notre mission. Bradley, Payen, avec eux on s'illumine, Phigo, Ronald, la réussite nous anime. *Couplet 2 :* Kindrik et Woodolph, l'expertise à l'honneur, Rivaldo et Salomon, ensemble nous sommes vainqueurs. Formés par CANADO, la technique au rendez-vous, Avec savoir-faire, nous construisons notre bout. *Refrain :* Énergie de demain, ensemble nous avançons, Panneaux solaires, groupes électrogènes, notre mission. Bradley, Payen, avec eux on s'illumine, Phigo, Ronald, la réussite nous anime. *Pont :* Dans chaque installation, un avenir plein d'espoir, Pour un monde durable, nous travaillons sans noir. Électromécanique, notre fierté et notre voix, Cyber-Tech, ensemble, faisons briller notre choix. *Refrain :* Énergie de demain, ensemble nous avançons, Panneaux solaires, groupes électrogènes, notre mission. Bradley, Payen, avec eux on s'illumine, Phigo, Ronald, la réussite nous anime. *Tag :* *#Ingenieur YOL*

[Verse] She scrolls the 'Gram while I pour my soul, Eyes locked on nothin', a vacant role. Words hit the air but don’t pierce her zone, Chillin’ in silence, colder than stone. [Chorus] Frostbite vibes, she's numb to the core, Used to be magic, now it’s a chore. Heart like a glacier, an unmarked shore, I’m knockin’ on her chest, no answer no more. [Verse 2] Dinner for two, but I’m speakin’ to air, Fork in her hand, but her thoughts ain’t there. She laughs at her phone instead of my jokes, A ghost in the room while I'm losin' hope. [Bridge] Silent treatment, orchestra of sighs, Love notes unread, they fossilize. Fingers trace paths where sparks used to fly, I’m stuck in her orbit, but she's the night sky. [Verse 3] Her love on mute, left me shoutin’ wild, Once Mona Lisa, now paintings defiled. Once Bonny & Clyde, now no ride or die, I'm searchin' for flames where ashes abide. [Chorus] Frostbite vibes, she's numb to the core, Used to be magic, now it’s a chore. Heart like a glacier, an unmarked shore, I’m knockin’ on her chest, no answer no more.

[Verse] Auf Temu in der Nacht so viele Dinge gefunden Die Preise locken tief sie halten mich gebunden Mein Konto lacht nicht mehr mein Herz bleibt schwer Ich frag mich oft warum ich kauf immer mehr [Verse 2] Es zieht mich rein ich scroll so stundenlang Ein Klick noch und der Warenkorb wird bang Für Geld so vieles getan die Taschen sind leer Zwei Jahre ohne Ferien das tut mir so weh sehr [Chorus] Mitten in der Nacht ich spür den Drang Temu flüstert leise im Online-Gang Ich hasse es doch ich kehr zurück Ein Teufelskreis kein Entrinnen kein Glück [Verse 3] Die Apps im Griff die Deals immer heiß Doch innerlich fühl ich’s ist ein fieser Preis Mein Schlaf entflieht mein Geist verliert Im Digitalrausch grab ich mich tief ins Nichts verirrt [Bridge] Wer bin ich ohne Klick und Kaufgedicht Ich seh mich selbst aber erkenne mich nicht Das Licht vom Display blendet mein Gesicht Ich such den Ausweg doch find ihn nicht [Chorus] Mitten in der Nacht ich spür den Drang Temu flüstert leise im Online-Gang Ich hasse es doch ich kehr zurück Ein Teufelskreis kein Entrinnen kein Glück

[Verse] Pick up the sticks feel the court ignite NBA 2K25 in the pale blue light Crossover moves breaking ankles tonight Virtual kings taking flight outta sight [Chorus] Ball don’t lie controllers fly Buckets raining from the digital skies Fast breaks blazing don’t ask why It’s 2K season feel the highlights high [Verse 2] Draft my squad built to dominate Legends on the screen their glory innate Grinding VC got the drip game great Neighborhood vibes yeah this game’s my fate [Chorus] Ball don’t lie controllers fly Buckets raining from the digital skies Fast breaks blazing don’t ask why It’s 2K season feel the highlights high [Bridge] Step-back jumper the crowd goes wild MyPlayer rising like a golden child Dynasties turn clutch shots compiled New year new grind make it worthwhile [Verse 3] Defenses quake when I run the play My handles tight breaking lanes all day Instant replay watch it in slow sway 2K25 yeah we came to slay

[Verse] Mrs. Nutter rolls in Got crumbs on her shirt Eating through the pantry Now her stomach hurts Her fork's her weapon Plates her battlefield Stacking up that calorie shield [Verse 2] She’s got pies in her pocket snacks in her sleeve Syrup on her shoes Oh you best believe Bag of chips in her clutch like it’s gold Her appetite’s a story that's yet to unfold [Chorus] Big bites Loud sights Mrs. Nutter's here to play Clearing out the buffet not a crumb’s gonna stay She’s the queen of the kitchen a hunger so wild Even Big Eats gotta bow to her style [Verse 3] Piling waffles high like a food Jenga tower Draining milkshakes down In under an hour She’s got a laugh like thunder Echoes in the room Fork and knife in hand Bringing that doom [Bridge] Big Eats tried to challenge But he tripped on a roll Mrs. Nutter just grinned Swallowed it whole Salted caramel courage running through her veins Claiming her title No hunger remains [Chorus] Big bites Loud sights Mrs. Nutter's here to reign Clearing out the pantry she’s bringing the pain She’s the empress of consumption a hunger untamed Even Big Eats now knows Her hunger’s unblamed

**Verse 1** They carved their vows in headlines bold, Eyes gleaming like cheap chrome, Promised roads where the roses grow— Now the asphalt’s cracked with bones. Schoolyards silent, factories rust, A town drowned in their hollow trust, *“We’ll lift you up!”*—the speechwriter’s hymn, While the soup-kitchen lines grow grim. **Chorus** Oh, the paper crowns bleed ink and scorn, Their palaces built on the unborn, Blood on the marble, dust on the poor— We’re the wreckage they ignore. Empty hands clutch phantom dreams, As their golden machines scream, *“Broken promises, borrowed time—* *We sell the air, we profit the crime.”* **Verse 2** They dance in suits stitched with our sighs, A masquerade of alibis, Pocket the sun, tax the rain, Turn our tears to a champagne chain. A child’s hunger pays their debt, While the newsreels chant, *“No regrets!”* They auction the dawn, lease the night— Freedom’s a candle they’ll never light. **Chorus** Oh, the paper crowns bleed ink and scorn, Their palaces built on the unborn, Blood on the marble, dust on the poor— We’re the wreckage they ignore. Empty hands clutch phantom dreams, As their golden machines scream, *“Broken promises, borrowed time—* *We sell the air, we profit the crime.”* **Bridge** *Do you hear it?* The whispers underground, A fist of roots breaking their hollow ground, Every lie they stacked to the sky, Now trembles—*watch their towers die*. The fire we are, they tried to smother, But ash breeds forests… *sisters, brothers*. **Outro** So let their crowns burn, let the vaults drown, We’ll plant new worlds where theirs fell down, For every soul they turned to coal— **We are the light that eats their throne.**

[Verse] Ms Nutter rolls in with a heavy sway But her words fall flat like stale souffle Claims she’s the queen of every lane But strikes out swinging It’s pretty insane [Chorus] Roll her out like a bowling ball Crash and burn she’s got no thrall Pins are laughing standing tall Big talk small game that’s her call [Verse 2] She’s polished up but got no grip Takes the shot but her feet just slip Gutter-bound like a runaway train Sharp as a sphere dull as her reign [Chorus] Roll her out like a bowling ball Crash and burn she’s got no thrall Pins are laughing standing tall Big talk small game that’s her call [Bridge] Her strikes are dreams in the dark of night She throws shade but can’t hit it right A spare on her best days it's all the same The bowling alley of life ain't her game [Verse 3] Crying foul when the frame’s no good But the scoreboard don’t lie I think you should Take those tantrums and roll away Ms Nutter your act is passé

West Side, where the gangsters don't sleep, Old ladies and knicker lovers, the game run deep. (boomers 'n bloomers) (n word we good) Microwave dinner cooked well? Only time will tell. (frozen pizza yo 3 minutes to thaw) Glockavious, Draycoveon, Rugerrell. Smithavious. (Bro's named from types of guns) (most-hilarious) Woke up to sirens, another homie down, Yellow tape stretchin' all over the town. Mama prayin’ hard, but the rent still late, And the judge don’t care ‘bout no section eight. (whoo whoo) Draycoveon said keep the nine by the door, K-Sav got the chop, let ‘em know we want ohms for the poor. (Sesame Street mr. rogers' message:) (crackheads use copper filter it's chore like the glass rose things at the store If ya know ya know what all that's for everybody know about druggies filthy core) We survivin’ in the hood, where the strong don’t fold, Where fridge food gets mold, and the bodies turn cold. Keep a Glock in the stash, keep an eye on the trash, Ain’t no love where I’m from, just a lot of guns and a lot of cash. Roogarell in the cut, servin’ fiends at the park, Dezmo got the switch if they lurkin’ in the dark. Can’t trust no one, everybody want a plate, test yo fate. elaborate. hey! Same homie dappin’ up might set you up today. Shawty lost her man to a stray last week, (not a cat, a bullet) Lil’ homie doin’ time, he was only nineteen. No jobs, just weight, so we flip what we got, (mcdeez be hiring) Tryna make it out the block, but the block stay locked. (flipping burgers, not drugs like thugs) Streetlights flood the crowd’, but the noise too loud. Every corner got a lesson, white crackers wear fleece, (bean bag Betty) It’s a war zone daily, but we still find peace, In a bottle, a blunt, in a greasy butt crease. (the crease is getting greasy) Coke machine. She's a fiend. Coke machine. She's a fiend. Coke machine. She's a fiend. (fade out)

[Verse] Neon lights bounce on the court tonight Slam dunk feels like I’m taking flight Dribblin’ sharp with my sights so high Every move feels like I own the sky [Chorus] NBA dreams in my DNA 2k vibes we’re here to play Fast breaks rising can’t delay This is my world no fadeaway [Verse 2] Timer ticks crowd is on their feet Crossovers breaking ankles to defeat Jerseys swish sweat drips like rain But in this game I’m built to sustain [Chorus] NBA dreams in my DNA 2k vibes we’re here to play Fast breaks rising can’t delay This is my world no fadeaway [Bridge] Joystick spins my story unfolds Virtual heat but the fire's cold From rookie to legend watch me climb One shot left it’s game time [Verse 3] Every buzzer echoes heartbeats loud Legends born in this digital crowd Out on this stage I’ll stake my claim Controller in hand it's not just a game

Uh what the hell, yo, I’m comin' for your crown, Flexin’ on this beast, watch me take you down! Damn, you ugly, like a clown in a zoo, Furry little wannabe, who the fuck are you? Gettin' fat off your hate, yeah, we see the truth, You’re a plush toy, bitch, nothin’ fierce in the booth. Flexin' on my grind, while you’re just a joke, Step aside, little furry, I’m about to provoke. **Chorus:** You’re fakin' that style, you ain’t got a plan, Puffin' up that ego, but I’m catchin' the slam! Damn, you thought you could step to my flow? Fucks given, zero, now watch me blow! **Verse 2:** Shakin' in your boots, yeah, you feel the quake, I’m the storm, little furry, and you’re just a mistake. Droppin' bars so hard, can’t take the heat, While you’re snackin' on chips, I’m bringin' the beat. Hyped up, overwhelmed, I’m a beast unleashed, You’re just a soft pillow, I’m the hunger that’s ceased. Furry little turd, you ain’t ready for war, I’m a lion in the jungle, you’re a rat on the floor. **Chorus:** You’re fakin' that style, you ain’t got a plan, Puffin' up that ego, but I’m catchin' the slam! Damn, you thought you could step to my flow? Fucks given, zero, now watch me blow! **Bridge:** Seize the moment, yeah, I’m grabbin' the throne, You’re just a sidekick, lost and alone. Runnin' outta time, gotta make my mark, While you’re sittin' in the dark, I’m the light, I spark! **Outro:** Damn, it’s over, better step back now, I’m the king of the jungle, you’re just a cow. Furry fury’s dead, slain by my rhyme, Watch me own this game, it’s my fuckin’ time!

[Verse] Sandoná brilla con su calor Un rincón lleno de amor Montañas verdes que van a cantar El eco dulce de su lugar [Chorus] Óptima el espacio para las cosas buenas Sandoná vibra entre las arenas Desde la plaza hasta el café La vida aquí sabe por qué [Verse 2] El agua fluye como un himno real Los cielos pintan un mural Los caminos llevan su historia Cada paso guarda memoria [Chorus] Óptima el espacio para las cosas buenas Sandoná vibra entre las arenas Desde la plaza hasta el café La vida aquí sabe por qué [Bridge] El sol se posa en su mirar Las estrellas vienen a bailar Las risas llenan el lugar Sandoná nunca va a parar [Chorus] Óptima el espacio para las cosas buenas Sandoná vibra entre las arenas Desde la plaza hasta el café La vida aquí sabe por qué