Gangsta

[Verse 1: Cleave-Jeevi] Chiranjeevi, the machine in motion, Known as Cleave-Jeevi, slicing through the commotion. Grease on his hands, sparks in his eyes, In the workshop, he's the king, mechanical skies. [Chorus: STR the Star] Sudarsan, STR, a star in the grind, Always two steps ahead, leaving us behind. Precision and power, his name’s a creed, STR’s the engine, building speed. [Verse 2: Coinface Priya] Priya's got the look, straight off a coin from Spain, In the mechanical jungle, she rules the domain. Golden aura, sharp like a blade, The queen of the crew, watch her crusade. [Drop: Bloody Beggar Kavin] Galvin’s here, they call him Kavin, "Bloody Beggar," yet always winnin'. Swagger so sharp, it cuts like steel, A hustler, a fighter, his vibe's unreal. [Bridge: Mechanical Crew Unite] Cleave-Jeevi’s torque, STR’s precision, Priya’s charm, Kavin’s ambition. Mechanical beats in an electronic storm, This crew’s got fire, breaking the norm. [Outro: The Machine Roars] The EDM drops, their spirits soar, Mechanical vibes, can't ignore. In the chaos, they find their place, Cleave, STR, Priya, Kavin, own the race.

Ouais le king de la s sur la prod Verset1 Ils m'ont râlé, jamais gâcher tout entier tout en fouillé,la vie clouner BGL , les fictif se moquent de ma caisse,ra papa ils ont volé ma selle Refrains BgL le king de la s , elle veut mon insta mais j'ai pas de caisse,si t'es en pétrin faut te rendre utile,on m'traite d'orgueilleux mais j'suis têtu comme une mule Verset 2 fini l'époque de l'anti maintenant place aux tactiles,les petits dans la team se font des calculs , la cape des mitaux est dans la cumule . Refrains BgL le king de la s , elle veut mon insta mais j'ai pas de caisse,si t'es en pétrin faut te rendre utile,on m'traite d'orgueilleux mais j'suis têtu comme une mule Verset 3 Arrête de te plaindre, sans jamais parler de ton compte,les conseils de chasse est toujours à l'encontre, Refrains BgL le king de la s , elle veut mon insta mais j'ai pas de caisse,si t'es en pétrin faut te rendre utile,on m'traite d'orgueilleux mais j'suis têtu comme une mule Verset 4 La TS c'est comme une arnaque,je peux te confier tout mais pas mon compte en banque,la rencune je la met tout au fond de ma planche, petit na nga ozo seka na drague Refrains BgL le king de la s , elle veut mon insta mais j'ai pas de caisse,si t'es en pétrin faut te rendre utile,on m'traite d'orgueilleux mais j'suis têtu comme une mule

MLA Format Jam (Verse 1) 'Cause the author’s in the front, gotta start it right, Last name, first, keeping it tight, Next comes the title, italicize it bold, Don’t forget the container, let the story unfold. (Chorus) It's a citation, yeah, it’s a citation, MLA style, we’re on a mission, With the hanging indent, you gotta pay attention, Formatting's key, that's our tradition. (Verse 2) Other contributors, if they're in the mix, Like editors or translators, we gotta fix, Version comes next, don’t let it slide, Then the number, keep the details inside. (Chorus) It's a citation, yeah, it’s a citation, MLA style, we’re on a mission, With the hanging indent, you gotta pay attention, Formatting's key, that's our tradition. (Bridge) Publisher and date, gotta stay on track, Then the location, put that in the back, All the punctuation, gotta make it right, Citing your sources, shining so bright. (Chorus) It's a citation, yeah, it’s a citation, MLA style, we’re on a mission, With the hanging indent, you gotta pay attention, Formatting's key, that's our tradition. (Outro) So when you write your paper, keep this in your mind, MLA formatting, it’s one of a kind, Follow these steps, you’ll be on your way, To ace that assignment, hooray, hooray!

Here’s a captivating version of **"Hustle for the Hood"** that dives deep into the emotions, unity, and resilience found in hustling for the community: --- **Intro:** Eh, na hustle we dey, no turning back For my hood, I go carry the stack From the gutter, we dey rise, no be joke For my people, this fire, I provoke **Verse 1:** Every day we dey run, chasing dreams for the block From sunrise to nightfall, no time for talk I dey see my people, we dey face our fears Through blood, sweat, and hustle, we wipe our tears For my hood, I go push, make we see light Even when darkness dey try dim our sight Na here I find family, na here I find hope We dey climb this ladder, we no dey cope **Chorus:** Hustle for the hood, na we get am strong From the ghetto streets, we belong For my area, I go fight, I go bleed Hustle for the hood, till we succeed **Verse 2:** Na my brothers, wey dey stand like rock No matter wetin, we no go fall or flop From nothing to something, we dey build our way For my people, I go hustle night and day I dey see mama smile, papa nod with pride For the future we dey shape, we dey hustle to survive Omo, na love for the street, make us who we be From grass to grace, we go live our dream **Chorus:** Hustle for the hood, na we get am strong From the ghetto streets, we belong For my area, I go fight, I go bleed Hustle for the hood, till we succeed **Bridge:** This hustle na for legacy, make e shine For my brothers, for my sisters, make we climb We dey hold each other, no go leave behind Hustle for the hood, with a strong mind **Outro:** Na the hood raise me, and I no go forget For this soil, I dey plant my sweat We go make am, no matter how tough Hustle for the hood, till we rise above --- This version emphasizes the loyalty, pride, and dedication to uplifting the hood, bringing out the collective ambition to succeed and inspire others.

Here’s a revised version with improved rhyming and flow: --- **Welcome to the collective, If you wanna join, you best be selective. Being an artist? It’s not an elective, That’s why these bitches stay protective.** **First, we got Chris, the man in charge, From New York City, left livin' large. A proclaimed five-mag god, they say, Hittin' the gym, buildin' muscle every day.** **Next up is Angel, Chicano’s style, Lost the bun but kept the smile. Speaks in Spanish, smooth bilingual, New vibe on point — call him Domingo.** **Then there’s Krista, vibrant and true, Not just bi; colors all she do. Tattooing lesbians, keepin' it real, Her ink’s got that rainbow feel.** **Joey and Leelee, married strong, But feed her quick when her hunger’s long. They’re cool, always in sync together, Leelee the mentor, down for whatever.** **Brayden's fresh, the new kid in line, Talent on lock, waitin' to shine. Music bumpin’—ain’t no game, Soon they’ll all know his name.** **Yolanda, mother, we miss her touch, Call her Houdini, gone but loved so much.** **Chase be wild, with brushes to bear, Modern Bob Ross, with talent to spare. Vote for the vibe he brings around, Creativity that’s homeward bound.** **Adam’s work? Creepy yet sleek, Fast with the ink, mysterious streak. Now a dad, he’s all about life, Hurries home to be with his wife.** **Thurman Mormon, glitter tattoo, A sparkly touch, with colors that woo.** **Dustin came in, killin' the scene, Cali boy rep, though it’s too routine— Just playin', but he knows it’s real, Crowded there but he’s got appeal.** **Christian’s Adam’s apprentice, boss baby in the shop, Running things steady, he’ll rise to the top. A little bossy, baby face and all, But handles it like he’s got the call Welcome to the collective If you wanna join it’s very selective Being an artist ain’t no elective That’s why they call the bitches protective

I’m in your city, better watch where you step, Rolling through the blocks like a shadow in the depths, Eyes on the prize, I’m just stacking respect, Ain't here to play nice, I'm here to collect. Got the streets on alert, yeah, they know my name, I’m the spark in the dark, setting fire to the game, I don’t need no permission, this is my domain, When I’m in your city, they gon' feel the flame. Corners on lockdown, eyes in the mist, Every beat hits hard like a clenched fist, You thought you had a hold, but it don’t exist, 'Cause I’m in your city now, yeah, I own this.

Welcome to the collective If you wanna join it’s very selective Being an artist ain’t no elective That’s why they call the bitches protective First we got Chris the owner of the place From New York he left without a trace A proclaimed 5 mag god He be in that gym workin on his bod Go to angel a touch of Chicano He cut off his bun who he think he is Speaking Spanish that boy is bilingual Nuevo hombre call him Domingo Take it to krista that girl is colorful Not cause she’s bi it’s just what she do Tattin the lesbians almost every day Joey and leelee yeah they be married When she is hangry yeah that be scary But they be cool and do it togetha Yeah she be that mentor Brayden the young one, new to the game So he gotta keep his talent tame His music be bumpin no it ain’t a game Shout out Yolanda yeah she be a mother Call her Houdini we miss her like no other Over to Chase yeah that boy be crazy Call him a modern bob ross yeah got talent Now go run and fill out yo ballot Adam that dude his work be creepy That dude so quick you’d think he’s sneaky Now he’s a dad and about that life He gotta go home to bang his wife Thurman Mormon do the glitter tattoo Just a touch a sparkly and some color too Dustin joined and be killin the game But he came from cali and that shit be lame Just kidding but it be overcrowded for real Welcome to the collective If you wanna join it’s very selective Being an artist ain’t no elective That’s why they call the bitches protective

Yo, I lace up my boots, step onto the field, But the hate in the stands, man, it feels too real. From the whistle to the final call, they scream and shout, Disrespect in their mouths, tryna shut us down, no doubt. But we play for the love, not the color of skin, We rise as one, let the game begin. Kicks on the turf, we all chase that dream, But some still judge us by the shade of our skin. Red card for the hate, yellow for the lies, We’re here for the game, no matter what they despise. They can talk all they want, but they’ll never break us, We’re united on this field, our hearts are contagious. Racism in the stands, but we rise above, Kicking the hate out, playing with love. On the pitch, we’re equal, no matter where we from, Color doesn't matter when we all play as one. Racism in the stands, but we rise above, Kicking the hate out, playing with love. On the pitch, we’re equal, no matter where we from, Together we shine, yeah, we all belong. From the streets of Rio to the heart of Milan, Football’s our language, we all got a plan. They see the talent, but they still throw the shade, Trying to dim the light, man, they want us to fade. But look at the team, we're diverse and strong, Our unity's the anthem, our hearts sing the song. Don't care if I’m black or brown, or any shade in between, On this field, we’re kings, we’re chasing that dream. It’s not about the hate, it's about the game we play, From Africa to Europe, we all got something to say. They try to hold us down, but we stand tall and proud, Breaking every barrier, we ain’t backing down. So let the world see, when we step in the light, We’re all human beings, together we fight. Racism in the stands, but we rise above, Kicking the hate out, playing with love. On the pitch, we’re equal, no matter where we from, Color doesn't matter when we all play as one. Racism in the stands, but we rise above, Kicking the hate out, playing with love. On the pitch, we’re equal, no matter where we from, Together we shine, yeah, we all belong. From the pitch to the streets, we demand respect, No room for hate, we’ll never forget. Racism’s a game that no one should play, Let’s keep pushing forward, change the world today.

**Title: Survivin’ the Shadows** *(Chorus)* Yeah, we ride through the darkness, friends takin' flight, Five times I cheated death, still I shine so bright. Warwick nights, livin’ life in the glow, Can’t bring me down, only make me grow. *(Verse 1)* Yo, we started in Warwick, memories like gold, Laughin' ‘til the sunrise, stories to be told. Late nights at the block, skatin’ down the street, Every corner brings a vision, every heartbeat a beat. My crew was tight, every moment we’d seize, Chillin’ at the park, just breezin’ in the breeze. But now I’m lookin’ back, feelin’ hearts lose the fight, Two homies gone too soon, candles burnin’ bright. *(Chorus)* Yeah, we ride through the darkness, friends takin' flight, Five times I cheated death, still I shine so bright. Warwick nights, livin’ life in the glow, Can’t bring me down, only make me grow. *(Verse 2)* Feelin’ heavy in my chest, but I still represent, Every laugh, every tear, all the love that’s spent. Five near brushes with fate, yet I’m still on my grind, Face to face with the reaper, but I’m one of a kind. Dodged the bullet once, twice, man, I’m livin’ proof, With my heart still beatin’, I’m raisin’ the roof. ‘Cause every fall brings a rise, elevatin’ my soul, A warrior in this life, and I’m takin’ control. *(Chorus)* Yeah, we ride through the darkness, friends takin' flight, Five times I cheated death, still I shine so bright. Warwick nights, livin’ life in the glow, Can’t bring me down, only make me grow. *(Bridge)* They say pain is a teacher, but I learned from the fire, In the ashes of my losses, I built my empire. Got my brothers in the sky, watchin’ over my soul, Every memory we made, man, they’re deep in my scroll. So I raise up my glass, toast to the days gone, With each laugh that we shared, their spirit lives on. *(Verse 3)* Now I’m standin' tall, got the weight of the past, But I’m movin’ toward the future, man, I’m built to last. Warwick nights in my heart, can’t let the fire die, With the stars in my view, I’m forever gon’ fly. On this journey of life, through the highs and the lows, With every step that I take, man, this strength only grows. *(Chorus)* Yeah, we ride through the darkness, friends takin' flight, Five times I cheated death, still I shine so bright. Warwick nights, livin’ life in the glow, Can’t bring me down, only make me grow. *(Outro)* So I hold tight to love, keep their names in my song, In the rhythm of remembrance, I know I’ll stay strong. With the spirit of my friends, I’m never alone, We’re forever united, in the beat, I’ve found home.

**Verse 1** I grew up in the struggle, where the shadows loom, Had to find my way, breaking out of that gloom. Heart of a lion, roar loud, never still, Chasing dreams relentless, climbin’ that hill. They say it’s all love, till buried in pain, Fighting through the storm, never bowed by the rain. Built from the ground up, a vision so clear, With each step I take, I’m conquering fear. Unity’s the answer, gotta bridge the gap, Rise up together, no time for the trap. In the game called life, I’m playing for keeps, Building my legacy, sowing faith in the streets. With every decision, I’m carving my path, The truth in my heart, can you feel my wrath? **Chorus** What's a light to the sky, When there ain't no dark Fight for what's mine I'm gonna make my mark Follow God's design, Stay true to my heart. Lives intertwined, all doling their part Love and loss, it's pleasure and pain What's the cost, can you measure the rain? So do what's right, stand for something Fight the good fight, sacrifice nothing Build your castle, brick by brick, Earn that cash flow, but not too quick. Keep your integrity, guard your lips 'Cos words have tendencies to sink ships, Destroy a legacy, life's a trip. Enjoy the ride, make an impact On someone's life, give something back And lose your pride, gotta stay humble. Don't ever hide, face that trouble. If there's a divide, between two groups, Pick a side, you have to choose Respect and honor, that's the code, Pray to our father, in case you go. If you find your queen, make her yours Follow your dreams, reach for the stars **Verse 2** I’m flipping the script, never lost in the haze, Found my purpose in the chaos, navigating the maze. Grind from the bottom, sweetness from the struggle, Life’s a puzzle, hey, I learned to solve it on the double. Staring at the mirror, who’s the one I see? Reflections of ambition, a warrior, that’s me. Keep the circle tight, trust is everything, From the ground up, see the empire we bring. Pockets may be light, but my spirit stays rich, Every setback’s a lesson, turning pain into pitch. Courage in my veins, heart fueled by hope, In this game of life, I’m never learning to cope. I rise for my people, for the ones who can’t stand, Together we’re a force, let’s unite, take a stand. Brick by brick, we building more than castles, When you find your squad, forget about the hassles. So lift your head high, and push through the strife, With love as my armor, I’m ready for life. **Chorus** What's a light to the sky, When there ain't no dark Fight for what's mine I'm gonna make my mark Follow God's design, Stay true to my heart. Lives intertwined, all doling their part Love and loss, it's pleasure and pain What's the cost, can you measure the rain? So do what's right, stand for something Fight the good fight, sacrifice nothing Build your castle, brick by brick,

**(Chorus)** I eschew the awakening, and I detest this tormenting strain And I harbor no desire to inflict on others, yet I doubt it will ever wane I eschew the awakening, and I abhor this anguishing pain And I harbor no desire to inflict on others, yet I doubt it will ever wane **(Verse #1)** Lately, I’ve been teetering on the precipice, perilously close to losing it These incessant thoughts tumult in my head, like a trigger, they pursue me Convinced that naught upon this earth can elucidate my despondency, I cease this charade Reluctantly extricating myself from slumber, masquerading a smile; this feels like folly This existence is but a facade, why do I inhabit this charade? Why do I don a grin, and conjure laughter while I languish inside? Ego’s a formidable force; I conceal my anguish, a relentless skirmish with pride So be not astonished when inquiries arise; I’ll feign that I’m just fine My life’s in disarray, enamored with perfection, yet I loathe this feeling inherent The scars etched into my essence since time immemorial seem irreparable I muse that a semblance of wealth could alleviate my torment; alas, I discern it will not A pervasive disdain for company lingers, ironically aware that I cannot **(Verse #2)** I’ve mourned too many companions to the abyss, their memories haunt my nights Whispers in the shadows, each flicker resuscitates their luminous light Five brush-offs from death’s embrace, as I cavort with fate’s cruel jest Yet divinity still orchestrates, awaiting in the empyrean’s rest I recapture vestiges of laughter; now it’s merely echoes of despair Sifting through the reveries, feeling intoxicated by this relentless rain Tears cascade like shrapnel, burdening my chest’s fragile frame But I wield their legacy, illuminating the path from this accursed shame At these bifurcated crossroads, endeavoring to dismantle the vicious cycle, Voices persist within, urging, “persevere, your essence is pivotal” Their visages flicker, illuminating my tumultuous journey With every inhalation, I am assured I’m living for more than mere survival **(Verse #3)** They proffer that the struggle is authentic, yet one cannot quantify the cost Every draught from this chalice serves as a reminder of the dearly lost But their spirits envelop me, like ethereal whispers at dawn’s break Transforming my grief to fortitude; this is the legacy I create Thus, I clutch my aspirations fervently, allowing my heart to commandeer When the shadows encroach upon me, it’s their radiance I revere Though the path is obstinate, every stride is a homage to their fight To the friends whom I interred, I pledge to perpetuate their light From the ashes, I ascend, akin to a phoenix engulfed in flames Transmuting anguish into purpose; I refuse to play the same games So I shall not permit their memory to diminish or become mere names I exist for a reason, and in their honor, I’ll embrace the pain

(Verse 1) ไอ้พวกโกงกิน มึงคิดยังไงกันวะ? งบมันหายไปไหน หรือว่ามึงซ่อนมันใต้พรมละ? เก้าอี้ทองคำที่มึงนั่งยังอุ่นดี ประชาชนแค่ขี้ฝุ่น โดนเหยียบย่ำทุกที เงินภาษีกูจ่าย มันหายไปไหนหมด ทำไมถนนพัง หรือต้องรอให้รถล้มหัวทิ่มตลอด? โรงพยาบาลที่ยังขาดของจะให้คนป่วยรอด แต่พวกมึงเสพสุขในวังหรูไม่ต้องไปอด (Chorus) พวกเราเสียงมันเล็ก แต่มันดังเป็นก้องฟ้า เพราะพวกกูเห็นความจริง ไม่ได้เล่นเป็นหนังบ้า ระบบขี้โกง พวกมึงใช้แต่คำปลอม กูแร็ปด่าจากใจ ปล่อยให้พวกเราเดินตอม (Verse 2) แจกของล่อใจ ก่อนจะได้เป็นใหญ่โต ทำเป็นพระผู้ช่วยเหลือ พอถึงเวลาพวกมึงหายโบ๋ เงินมันไหลเวียนในมือพวกบิ๊ก พวกข้าราชการ ประชาชนเหงื่อซึม ทุกหยดเพื่อพวกมึงสบายล้าน แล้วพอมีข่าวฉาว พวกมึงก็แค่ปิดปาก ตัดสัญญาณ ปล่อยเรื่องเงียบเหมือนไม่มีอะไรให้มาก ใครจะพูดความจริงบ้าง เดี๋ยวก็โดนไล่สั่ง แต่พวกกูจะไม่หยุด ตะโกนให้ดัง ทะลุทุกฝั่ง (Chorus) พวกเราเสียงมันเล็ก แต่มันดังเป็นก้องฟ้า เพราะพวกกูเห็นความจริง ไม่ได้เล่นเป็นหนังบ้า ระบบขี้โกง พวกมึงใช้แต่คำปลอม กูแร็ปด่าจากใจ ปล่อยให้พวกเราเดินตอม