Sie sagten, Träume seien wie Wellen, die an den Felsen der Realität zerbrechen. Doch es gibt Menschen, die es geschafft haben, die Felsen der Realität mit ihren Träumen zu durchbrechen. Und es gibt Menschen, die auf ihre Träume verzichtet haben. Träume sterben nicht, aber sie können in Vergessenheit geraten. Willst du deinen Traum verwirklichen? Es ist möglich, aber unter einer Bedingung: Du musst die Komfortzone verlassen und die Grenze überschreiten. Die Komfortzone ist ein falsches Gefühl von Sicherheit – verlasse sie und erkenne die Wahrheit. Du kannst den Ozean nicht überqueren, ohne das Ufer zu verlassen. Werde stark und lass nicht zu, dass deine Ängste die Entscheidungen für dich treffen. Ignoriere den Pessimismus der Menschen, die auf dein Scheitern hoffen. Sie haben gewählt, das Spiel nur zu beobachten, während du beschlossen hast, mitzuspielen. Sie haben das Gewöhnliche und Einfache gewählt, während du dich entschieden hast, dich anzustrengen.
Hip-Hop
German
The lyrics evoke a sense of determination and resilience, encouraging listeners to confront their fears and strive for their dreams despite challenges.
This song is suitable for motivational settings, such as workout playlists, personal development seminars, or moments when individuals need encouragement to pursue their dreams and step out of their comfort zones.
The song utilizes a strong narrative structure with metaphors relating to dreams and reality. The rhythm and flow typical of Hip-Hop lend it a powerful delivery, enhancing the motivational message through emphatic beats and verses that resonate with personal struggles and triumphs.
My friend called me Skibidi, smooth with the motion, Catch me in the mix, got the world in devotion. Gyat on my mind, yeah, she’s turning heads, A goon on the grind, stacking up my bread. I’m a rizzler, the king of finesse and play, Words hit heavy like beats from Dre. Slide to the scene, make the crowd go wild, Skibidi steppin’, I’m that trend-setting child. Skibidi gyat, got the vibes on lock, A goon in the cut, making haters all stop. Rizzler of the year, yeah, I’m never gonna flop, Got the bassline banging, watch it pop, pop, pop! Drip so clean, got ‘em staring in awe, Every step I take feels like breaking the law. Gyat with the glow, she a ten out of ten, Skibidi smooth, make ‘em do it again. A goon in the shadows, but I shine so bright, Lyrics too sharp, cut deep in the night. Rizzler supreme, yeah, my talk got weight, When I step to the mic, the whole room vibrates. Skibidi gyat, got the vibes on lock, A goon in the cut, making haters all stop. Rizzler of the year, yeah, I’m never gonna flop, Got the bassline banging, watch it pop, pop, pop! Skibidi sway, I’m the king of the groove, Gyat by my side, yeah, she loving the moves. A goon with the flair, always set to improve, Rizzler in the booth, yeah, I came to prove. Skibidi gyat, watch me rise to the top, Rizzler with the style, and the grind won’t stop. A goon with the hustle, yeah, I’m making it hot, Skibidi life, every beat’s a new drop!
isang umaga papasok sa iskwela,kasama ko ang tropa,may dalang mahiwaga,angat agad ung tama,tara pare umuwi na,baka may makakita,oh tama lng hinala,tinaasan yung tama,hanggang sa maging mali na,sunugin mo ang baga,hanggang sa humilata,hindi na tayo bata,mali kayang itama,sabi nga ni mama,sa tropa dumistansya, mas piniling makasama,mga tunay na barkada,sarap maging malaya,takasan ang problema,papuntang paraiso na magkakasama,mundo na magulo,hindi na alinta,baguhin ang sistema,baka mas lumalala pa,araling makinig kay mama at papa madaming iba jan namulat pagkabata, na buhay sa mahiwaga hanggang sa humilata,baguhin ang sistema baka mas lumalala pa,hindi na tayo bata para magkamali pa,sabi ng iba ang buhay ay isang pasada,
(Refren): Ovo nije samo kafa, ovo je lifestyle, Barista Cartel – k’o Bentley u drive-by. Pjena ko snijeg, okus k’o raj, U Tuzli smo doma, vidi se da smo high. (1. Strofa): Krenem s espressom, brate, miješam s ljubavlju, Šolja se puši, sve ko da je u usporenom snu. Latte art na nivou, slika Monetove klase, U Cartelu svi znaju – kava ovdje spaja mase. Bubble tea, smoothie, šta ti treba, ti biraj, Okusi putuju svijetom, bez da uzmeš vizu, znaj. Od Dubaija do Pariza, od Tuzle do neba, Svaka šolja priča priču – k’o da vrijeme ne treba. (Refren): Ovo nije samo kafa, ovo je lifestyle, Barista Cartel – k’o Bentley u drive-by. Pjena ko snijeg, okus k’o raj, U Tuzli smo doma, vidi se da smo high. (2. Strofa): Kadaif, pistaći, aroma u zraku, Dubai latte topi brige, sve stavi na traku. Barista u bijelom, potez latte art genija, Svaki gutljaj stavi Tuzlu na mapu svemira. Granica nema, kafa svuda širi love, U šolji imaš ocean – valovi boje snova. Espresso shot, ristretto vibe, U Barista Cartelu, samo premium drive. (Bridge): Svi hoće naš recept, ali brate to je skill, Godine su iza toga, nije ovo samo chill. Barista Cartel, mi smo ekipa za sve, Kada piješ našu kafu, ti si dio naše scene. (Refren): Ovo nije samo kafa, ovo je lifestyle, Barista Cartel – k’o Bentley u drive-by. Pjena ko snijeg, okus k’o raj, U Tuzli smo doma, vidi se da smo high. (Outro): Yo, kafa je ljubav, kafa je spika, Barista Cartel – tvoja dnevna navika. Šolja nas spaja, od grada do grada, Tuzla, Sarajevo, vibe – svuda pada.
Intro] Yeah, I been running… Tryna find peace in the rain. But everywhere I go, The pain feels the same. [Verse 1] I told myself I’d make it, But my heart don’t feel the same. Every promise that I’ve broken Got me drowning in this shame. Mama told me, “Keep your head up, Baby, storms don’t last too long.” But how can I believe that When I keep singing the same song? [Chorus] These cold days, these long nights, I been tryna find the light. But it’s hard when the world Keep takin’ my fight. I been broken, I been bruised, I keep losing what I choose. They don’t see the tears I cry Or the battles I refuse. [Verse 2] I tried to tell my homies But they don’t understand the weight. They see me smiling daily, But my soul deteriorates. Every breath feel like a mountain, Every step, I feel the quake. I’m a man, but I’m still fragile— Don’t know how much more I’ll take. [Chorus] [Bridge] Lately, I been praying harder, But the answers never come. Fighting battles with my demons, But it’s feeling zero-sum. How you smile when the world’s on fire? How you heal when your heart’s retired? I don’t know… [Outro] Yeah, I been running… Tryna find peace in the rain.
Yo, the light’s so bright, it got me feelin’ dazed, Lost in a haze, like I’m stuck in a maze, Chasin’ dreams, but the beams of sun blind, My mind’s an echo, can't hear my soul’s kind. Bright lights shimmer, they glimmer with might, But the search for myself ain’t read in the sight, It’s like stepping straight into a shine so severe, I’m yelling for help but it’s drowned out by fear. **Chorus:** In the day, I might lose my way, Hearts get heavy when the shadows play, Need the night to ignite what’s inside, Balance the light so my soul can glide. Darkness, a refuge, a space to redefine, Finding clarity, yeah, I’m taking my time. Life’s a tightrope walk, between black and white, Dance with the shadows, let ‘em guide my sight. Stars ignite the night, a flame to the dark, Illuminate the path, bringin’ out my spark. Duality’s a journey, with lessons to pin, Find the beauty where the light and dark spin. **Chorus:** In the day, I might lose my way, Hearts get heavy when the shadows play, Need the night to ignite what’s inside, Balance the light so my soul can glide. So now I navigate, between sun and shade, Both sides of the spectrum—I’m a blend, never frayed. I wear the brightness like a crown, the weight of the pros, But I embrace the quiet, where my wisdom grows. Not letting darkness poison my fate; I’m a cocktail of hope and melancholic state. With each bar I spit and each thought that I throw, I’m painting in colors, let my story flow. **Chorus:** In the day, I might lose my way, Hearts get heavy when the shadows play, Need the night to ignite what's inside, Balance the light so my soul can glide. Searching for the truth in the echo’s embrace, Finding who I am, trekking through space. So dance in the light but embrace what you feel, In the shadows I sharpen the soul that can heal. The duality’s here, both struggle and art, In darkness, I find all the light in my heart.
Za górami za lasami W pewnej polskiej wsi Jeden zjeb ciągle w grę poci się W emefesie zakochał się I od tego czasu za tą gre kurwi się Boeing, airbus wszytko jedno Byle miesięczną pensje kosztowało Huuubert, pilot bezmózgowiec Huuubert, pilot zamachowiec Huuubert, pilot watsymowiec Każdego dnia przed kompem dupe sadza swą, bo potrójną siódemką latać chce Boeinga kupił se choć wie że hajs nie będzie zgadał się Ale ma wyjebane, bo przecież nasiona słonecznika też do zjedzenia się wydają Huuubert, pilot bezmózgowiec Huuubert, pilot zamachowiec Huuubert, pilot watsimowiec Tysiące godzin przegrane ma Każde lotnisko w głowie wgrane Ale na chuj mu to granie Jak nie wie co to trawy dotykanie W jaskini swej kisi się Do stopnia tego że fauna i flora na skórze generuje mu się Huuubert, pilot bezmózgowiec Huuubert, pilot zamachowiec Huuubert, pilot watsimowiec I słuchajcie tego, najzabawniejsze jest to, że Hubert wieży w jedno Gdy podejdzie do dziewczyny i powie rzecz pewną to myśli że ta mu dupe da nie jedną bo pilotem on niezwykłym i na pewno na to polecą. Zdziwi się jednak biedak jeden Bo to co ma pod biurkiem To o Boże przerazi nie jedną Huuubert, pilot bezmózgowiec Huuubert, pilot zamachowiec Huuubert, pilot watsimowiec I kończąc tą historię nieszczęsną Pamiętajcie dzieci jedno Komputery i Boeingi żony wam nie znajdą, ale z pewnością grzyba pod pachami napedzą.
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چشا رو به آریاس تووی عُمقَم،خوده اِرضاس نوک کُس،سَرِ کیر، لِنگ باز سلامتی هرکسی تنهاست دنبال اِسم در کردن رو کیراس یارو کار خفنش اینه دیشب و روی پاها بود میگن آریا داره توو کُسش دارو کیر یه شهر باهاشه چراغ خاموش نه عکس تو دبی داره بانی نه اگه جایی پولدار باشه لایه پاشی شناسِ کیر نیستی با آمپول وارداتی کونِش معروفه به سفیدیِ کاشی یه سری کِی وقت کردن حشری شَن اِنقد؟ کِی وقت کردن استاد لاپایی شَن اِنقد؟ حاجی ملت خبر دارن از تایم دادَنِتَم اما من روتِم با مرام خاکی مَنِشَم رفیقیم با این کونِ رو میز یه کُس غیر معمولی داری زیرِ بُلیز هر از چندگاه میفتی ارضا نمیشی و میفرستی دمِ درِ خونه فیش خرید تنها راهش این بود بشی مث خلیفه هی بگی چَشم و بشینی رو کیر همه اما سایز احترامت سایز ممته ازاده هَرکدومِ ما دست بش بزنه اما ببین می ارزه خسته شی؟ تو جوونی از دادن دست بکشی میخوای نگات کنم بیا پیشم بشین بغل دستِ کیر چشا رو به آریاست هر هفت سوراختم باز توی عمقم،خوده اِرضاس رسیدم به یه حال طناز نوک کُس،سرکیر،لِنگ باز سلامتی هر کسی تنهاست منتظرم تا فقط آریا بیاد،خونه کاش بزنه با ویک بیاد،آره پُرّو،نوک ممه صورتی آریا،لا پا صورتی میکنم سرپا عشقی وینستون آبی و کاپری قفلم،بختک فیلما،هشتگ بدن خاصه و سکسی غده و لجباز،حسی نرمه ممه هاش پشمک صبح شد آریا و سنگک حشری شدم مرسی کد دوست ندارم،سکسی مو بلند هیکل تایلین دنبال سکسم و وازلین هَوَل نیست ولی کُس دوس کیرم رو هواست با یه ماچ بوس تو لا ممه هات کیرا میشینن این دول کوچیکام که تتریس میچینن اینا قرو قاطی انقدر زدن توهم شدن تورو الکسیس میبینن تو صدات لالایی برای گوشه نازک و لطیفه عینهو لوپِزه شبا حَشَرَن میکنن تا طلوع شه کیر نداری تو، کیر بقیه توشه چشا رو به آریاس تو عمقم،خوده اِرضاس نوک کُس،سر کیر، لِنگ باز سلامتی هرکسی تنهاست کاش بزنه با ویکی بیاد به قول پناه تا دیگه جنده ای مثل تو نتونه بیاد تا دیگه مثل تو رو نبینه چشا یه کُس تو خالی داری یه کیر توو لاش شما فقط آب آدمو میارین میدین اما هیشکی نمیدونه به کی میدین چون تورو نمیکنم بدمو میگی اما میدونم کُسِت خیس میشه مارو میبینی طبیعت شما جداس از اِستارا نمیدمو نمیشه نداره تو عادتش آریا یه مهارت عجیب داره تو دادن و هر کسی نمیتونه بکنتش بیشتر اَ من ندیدمتون لا کیرای مهم کیر ما رو کُس آریا میخوره ما جلوتیم اگه میبینی ضربانِت تنده هرچی کیر هست مال آریاس کُلِش کاش هیشکی جِندَش نمیکرد پترس نمیشد توش انگشت نمیکرد کیر بالا فرنان نمیشد جردن نمیشد،چپ و راست توش نمیکرد منتظرم حشری بشه یه دفعه کاندوم نَکِشه،سِیلاب بِبَره جر بخوره دهنش دندون نزنه قورتش نده زیر دندون بِجَوه سیل ببره این کنده ها رو پنجشنبه و بُکن بُکن جمعه ها رو این میمونا رو تو این مهمونیا همه آمپولی دفتر نقاشیا رو گوه بگیره این کیر کوچیکا رو که واسه کون حاضرن پشتک بزنن گِل بگیره این هَوَلای عشق به حواشی همه این دلقکای مجازی چشا رو به آریاس هر هفت سوراختم باز توی عمقم خوده اِرضاس رسیدم به یه حال طناز نوک کُس سر کیر لِنگ باز سلامتی هرکسی تنهاست منتظرم تا فقط منی بیاد بارون کاش بزنه سیل بیاد آمین توی عمقم خوده اِرضاس نوک کُس سر کیر لِنگ باز سلامتی هرکسی تنهاست چشا رو به آریاس
Yo, het is de stad van grachten, van fietsen en licht, Maar soms voelt het leven hier alsof ik moet vechten voor m’n zicht. In de spiegel zie ik mezelf, maar niet wat anderen zien, Want onder de oppervlakte sluimert het misschien. Identiteit, m’n naam, m’n roots en m’n geloof, Ja, ik ben wie ik ben, maar ik hou het liever doof. Imago verbergen, dat is nu soms de keus, In een wereld vol oordelen, blijft het geen keus maar een leus. Loop door de straten, met een kippa in m’n zak, Want soms voelt open zijn nog als een slag. Bang voor de blikken, voor de woorden die pijn doen, Voor de stilte die volgt, als je zegt wie je bent, poen voor poen. Ik zie m’n broeders en zusters, zo verdeeld door dit spel, Of je het durft of verbergt, het raakt ons wel. We lachen en praten, blijven staande in de tijd, Maar ergens in ons binnenste vecht onze identiteit. Draag de verhalen van m’n voorouders op m’n rug, Ze hebben geleden, en dat dragen we stuk voor stuk. Maar in Amsterdam, met de vrijheid om ons heen, Blijft toch die twijfel, soms voel ik me alleen. Imago of identiteit, wat laat je zien? Is het veilig, of haal je het toch liever van het scherm misschien? Dit is de strijd van nu, stil en onbesproken, In de stad van vrijheid, waar die vrijheid kan breken in brokken. Want Amsterdam is groot, en de wereld is vrij, Maar soms verberg ik wie ik ben, uit angst voor het gekrijs. Dus ik draag m’n geloof in m’n hart, onder de radar, onzichtbaar, Identiteit in de schaduw, niet omdat ik wil, maar het voelt als gevaar.
Gather near and grab a snack Put someone pretty in your lap Remember to drink plenty of Fluids And let me tell you about the mighty Druid Bjorn Ironside, the sole surviving Minotaur such a mighty creature, Mielikki retired made him god of nature, Nature ain’t gentle so don’t be chasing unicorns, You messed with natures bull, baby You gonna get the horns, killing him is beyond mere blades And hey he’s got a friend Eva Nightshade! Fearless wizarard of the shadar Kai Her spells make you scream or Maybe just say ‘ai Haye’ Collecting fell beasts (maybe Bjorn is one of em?) Wherever she point they are ready to come up on em Attacking like a bloodthirsty zoo, Liberating the town of acorn- Von Zash who? Aided by Gemcutting Firble of the Hivemind, Excuse me Vecna, do you mind? We got new loyalties here flayin’ some brains ain’t a act of charity, When he gets done you gonna need some therapy, Unless you’re name is Drogath, The fightin’ artificer, Kinda angry cuz he made mecha-hydra, That didn’t play nice it wasn’t no toy, Ended up killing his team and his boy, But don’t worry now they succeeded in the mission, To take that hydra out of Commission, If you’re still stressed, then don’t fret, Take it a little easy, We haven’t yet gotten to Ham Stormborn! (no relation to Khaleesi) You already know his name, Intros are not required, He looked at Gods and told ‘em, YOU’RE FIRED! Heretic hammer giving enemies some smashin’ Piety, Surprised the heavens by becoming his own deity. They’re a all you can eat buffet of courage, Satisfy all your heroic cravins’ All bow down to the hunters of the ravens! Have a nice breakfast Let doubt no longer linger The sun brings forth Dawn-bringers!
Gather near and grab a snack Put someone pretty in your lap Remember to drink plenty of Fluids And let me tell you about the mighty Druid Bjorn Ironside, the sole surviving Minotaur such a mighty creature, Mielikki retired made him god of nature, Nature ain’t gentle so don’t be chasing unicorns, You messed with natures bull, baby You gonna get the horns, killing him is beyond mere blades And hey he’s got a friend Eva Nightshade! Fearless wizarard of the shadar Kai Her spells make you scream or Maybe just say ‘ai Haye’ Collecting fell beasts (maybe Bjorn is one of em?) Wherever she point they are ready to come up on em Attacking like a bloodthirsty zoo, Liberating the town of acorn- Von Zash who? Aided by Gemcutting Firble of the Hivemind, Excuse me Vecna, do you mind? We got new loyalties here flayin’ some brains ain’t a act of charity, When he gets done you gonna need some therapy, Unless you’re name is Drogath, The fightin’ artificer, Kinda angry cuz he made mecha-hydra, That didn’t play nice it wasn’t no toy, Ended up killing his team and his boy, But don’t worry now they succeeded in the mission, To take that hydra out of Commission, If you’re still stressed, then don’t fret, Take it a little easy, We haven’t yet gotten to Ham Stormborn! (no relation to Khaleesi) You already know his name, Intros are not required, He looked at Gods and told ‘em, YOU’RE FIRED! Heretic hammer giving enemies some smashin’ Piety, Surprised the heavens by becoming his own deity. They’re a all you can eat buffet of courage, Satisfy all your heroic cravins’ All bow down to the hunters of the ravens! Have a nice breakfast Let doubt no longer linger The sun brings forth Dawnbringers!
