Slob on my knob like corn on the cob Check in with me and do your job Lay on the bed and give me head Don't have to ask, don't have to beg
opera
English
provocative and playful, explores themes of desire and intimacy with a hint of humor
could be used in a playful or comedic context, possibly in a satirical performance or a provocative art piece
features vivid, metaphorical language with rhythmic flow; blending operatic delivery could create an interesting contrast to the explicitness of the lyrics
Slob on my knob like corn on the cob Check in with me and do your job Lay on the bed and give me head Don't have to ask, don't have to beg
[Verse] Woke up in the flash of lights Chasing dreams in darkest nights No need for sleep when I got schemes Building cities from my themes [Chorus] Sweet nightmares are made of these Grinding hard no time for ease Who am I to disagree? I rock the world with my own keys [Verse 2] Walking down these neon streets Future pulses through my beats Echoes of my past mistakes Turned them into gold from breaks [Chorus] Sweet nightmares are made of these Grinding hard no time for ease Who am I to disagree? I rock the world with my own keys [Bridge] In the shadows plans take flight Rolling dice under moonlight Voices whisper in my head Turning dreams to empires bred [Chorus] Sweet nightmares are made of these Grinding hard no time for ease Who am I to disagree? I rock the world with my own keys
[Verse] Main hai asambhav shakti, sab dushmanon ko haar Mere bol chubhte hain deep, virodhiyon ko sahaar Hatao raaste se, dekho mahanta ka prachaar Uchit taraash ke putle, mera safar hai lajawab [Verse 2] Shehar ke galiyaan, mere kadmon ki dastaan Ghanti bajti hai manzil, mushkil bhi aasaan Har din naye kuch sapne, jindagi ek mazaar Dil mein uthti aye jazbaat, saans leta sansaar [Chorus] Jeete hain hum, sapno se bhari ye duniya Ladte hain hum, kabhi haar maan lete nahin ya Soch ke parinde, udte hain umangein saath Jeevan ki raah, nayi dishaayein har raat [Verse 3] Dil chura le phoolon ki mehek, hawaaon mein bhaare Gam ko bhi gale lagayen, dosti ke pyare pyaare Itni nafratein kyun hai, pyar se harchiz jeetein Dil se raaz kehte, pal-pal peetein tootein [Bridge] Tootein ya samete, hum hai pathar dil ke Hawaon ka bhi sath, hum hai pankhokon ke Jeevan ek sapna, adhura sa lagta Par kal ka vaada, poora karna padta [Chorus] Jeete hain hum, sapno se bhari ye duniya Ladte hain hum, kabhi haar maan lete nahin ya Soch ke parinde, udte hain umangein saath Jeevan ki raah, nayi dishaayein har raat
She take my mink, when im in need. Yeah shes a liar, messages delete Oh shes a mink killer, way over town That puts mink to sleep Now we ains saying she a law breaker But she aint messing with no law maker Now we aint saying she a law breaker But she aint messing with no law maker Cutie the bomb, wanted to kill with her own palm With a reward under her underarm She said “i can give money, i can give you compensation” Far as mink, you got a flock I can tell by your farm, and your arm But im looking for the mink, have you seen them My employe told me yould have alot in youre basement Jackets, boots, mink shit And a cant allow all that mink fur for showbiz Okay get you things, and your whole life worth I pull up with the poisen, they all gonna die We all kill the mink, and you wont get paid If you thought yould get paid, you should If you killing the mink, then you better wait You know why? It was never the plan From what I heard, she got the pre law order My the judge said she is used to fuck with the law I don’t care what non of yall say I still love her.
Pe străzile din Los Santos, la El Burro e lege, Comandant suprem, bătrânu’, voce rece. Ursu-i președinte, frate, știe cum să tragă, Vicele-i la spate, gata să-nvârtă roata. Trezoreria plină, banii curg ca un râu, Sergentul face ordine, totul e clar, nu-i un hău. Enforcerii pe stradă, motoare urlă-n noapte, Când vine mafia SoA, nimeni nu-i mai poate. El Burro, oraș de foc, frate, suntem mafioți, Pe Harley-uri gonim, lăsăm doar fum și șocuri. SoA pe piept, e tatuat în piele, Nimeni nu se pune, suntem regii-n cartiere. Comandantul dă semnal, e vreme de război, Ursu-i liderul de fier, toți suntem sub un roi. Vicele negociază, afaceri în tăcere, Banii-n trezorerie cresc, fără vreo durere. Sergentul strânge rândurile, nimeni nu scapă, Enforcerii pe urme, parcă sunt o haită. Los Santos tremură când trecem prin cartier, El Burro Mafia, frate, suntem mereu sinceri. El Burro, oraș de foc, frate, suntem mafioți, Pe Harley-uri gonim, lăsăm doar fum și șocuri. SoA pe piept, e tatuat în piele, Nimeni nu se pune, suntem regii-n cartiere. Din umbră se aude un glas, bătrân și dur, "Frate, ține linia, că totu-i pe contur." Ursu strigă tare, "N-avem timp de pierdut, El Burro Mafia, drum drept și-absolut." El Burro, oraș de foc, frate, suntem mafioți, Pe Harley-uri gonim, lăsăm doar fum și șocuri. SoA pe piept, e tatuat în piele, Nimeni nu se pune, suntem regii-n cartiere. El Burro Mafia, numele răsună, În Los Santos, noaptea, doar luna e stăpână. Bătrânu-i comandant, Ursu e președinte, Suntem SoA, frate, mereu înainte.
[Intro] Yo, suno yeh kahani, meri jaan ki dastaan Meri duniya, meri duniya, sab tere naam [Verse] Meri jaan, meri jaan, meri maria Tere bina zindagi hai adhoori ya Dil ka arman, tere baghair hai soona Tu hai to lage main khushiyo se choona [Verse 2] Har pal tujhe, yaad karta rahta hoon Andheron mein bhi, tere noor ko paata hoon Tere bina jeevan, kharaab ho jaye Tere bina rishta, adhoora reh jaye [Chorus] Meri jaan, meri jaan, tu hai jahaan Wahi mera ghar, wahi mera aasman Tere pyar mein, sab kuch hai mehka Tere bina sab kuch hai be-rang sa [Verse 3] Raat ko sitaron se, baatein karta hoon Sapno mein aake, tujhse milta hoon Dil ke kone mein, teri yaad rahe Teri baatein sunaao, roz yeh kahin [Verse 4] Pyar ka jahan, tera hone se hai bas Tere bina, har khushi lage hai khas Mai wo phool, tu jisme khushboo Tere bina duniya, lage hai feeki boo
Verse 1 Tụi tao vô server, đ** má là bão, Cuốc đào nát đất, từng block phải phát cháy vào. Phong xây căn cứ, tháp cao đ** thấy đỉnh, Còn tao bắn lyrics, nghe là tụi mày mất tỉnh. Ba thằng như chó điên, phá tan mọi thằng ngu, Kim cương chất đóng, thách đứa nào làm tao thu. Không chơi kiểu hèn, tụi tao là đ** ngán, Mày bật tao thử? Tao cày nát sạch mặt mày, thằng chán! Chorus Gang hơn, mày hiểu chữ gang chưa? Tụi tao là vua, còn mày đ** phải đối thủ. Đ** cần nói màu mè, tụi tao là minh chứng, Block này tao đặt, từng bước đốt cả hành trình. Verse 2 Mày là cái quái gì? Tao thấy mày quá ngu, Creeper nổ tung, vẫn không làm tao mất mood. Phong đ** ngán đứa nào, đánh tan sạch đám lầy, Đạt xây như thần, mày đứng nhìn chỉ biết cay. Tao sống không hèn, từng block là từng chiến, Server bé tẹo, nhưng tụi tao làm nên chuyện. Gang hơn từ máu, từ cách tao phá game, Minecraft là của tao, tụi mày ngồi đó mà xem! Outro Đ** má, tụi tao ở đây và làm chủ, Còn mày chỉ là rác, đứng nhìn mà tụi tao phủ. Server nhỏ thôi, nhưng ba thằng dựng cả trời, Gang hơn từng bước, biến mọi thứ thành trò chơi!
[Verse] Rollin' through the bayou with my boots on tight Sneakin' through the fog in the middle of the night Warehouse doors swing like they got no fight The Fleeing Needles gonna feel my spite [Verse 2] Axis in control while you needles slip away Thought you'd keep sneezin' but this ain't your day We're stackin' up the boxes takin' every stay Gone before sunrise like the night turned to gray [Chorus] DJ Jiaoben bringin' heat to the game While the Needles runnin' can't recall their own name We're the rulers of the warehouse stake our claim All that's left for you is some shame and blame [Verse 3] Needles fleein' faster than a cat in the rain You bragged about your moves but you ain't got no brain We'll take your stock and we'll leave you in pain Lay your weapons down you can't stand the strain [Bridge] Sippin' on sweet tea but the taste is victory Your empire collapsin' and it ain't no mystery Sneezy Axis tighter than a locked down ministry DJ Jiaoben spittin' truth no trickery [Verse 4] Warehouses echo with our boots on the floor Needles try to flee but can't even the score We took your goods and we'll take even more Run while you can we just settled the war
[Instrumental]
I’m Popsexual, I’ll only bang the popular , not because they hung but they cooler I wanna hang with the IN crowd And bang out loud I deepthroat and blow I love Dracula flow My lower lips are flowing in the wind My lower half knows only Sin
[Verse] Got the gang on the block we’re rollin’ deep Opps in sight but they ain’t hard to keep Back to the ends man the streets don’t sleep Smokin’ opps like the 1s they can’t leap [Verse 2] Dark alleyways echoin’ with our beats Graffiti tales where our history meets City lights flicker like broken dreams Night whispers secrets in coded schemes [Chorus] We ride the rhythm of the concrete jungle City pulse tangled like a brush with trouble Rise from the ruins with a gritty struggle Echoes of battles where shadows rumble [Verse 3] Street corners holdin’ stories of the brave Lost souls seekin’ what they couldn’t save Whispers of legends that refuse to behave In the heart of the storm where we misbehave [Bridge] Outta the shadows we chase the light Battles we fight in the dead of night Chasin’ a future that's burnin' bright Heartbeats fast in the rebel's flight [Verse 4] Echoes of the past in every step we take In the labyrinth where foundations shake Through the fire where legends awake Dreams forged in the risks we make
[Verse] London skies, drippin' grey, man's on the grind, Streets whisper tales, secrets intertwined, Pockets full of dreams, but hope’s hard to find, Double-decker dreams, left it all behind. [Verse] Cobbled streets echo, sneakers hit the pavement, Cops playin' games, wary of enslavement, Parliament watchers, talkin' entertainment, Bricks of truth buildin', no arraignment. [Chorus] Big Ben tick-tocks, future in his hands, Every second counts, rubber bands to grands, Tube map, life's plan, journey through these lands, Hustle never stops, in these urban strands. [Verse] Fish 'n' chips served with a side of struggle, Queen's face on money, irony muggles, Bobbies chase shadows, juggle with the puzzle, Young ones tryna break the bubble, make it supple. [Verse] Graffiti's shoutin' louder than politicians, Teens duckin' knives, dodgin' false renditions, Skyline dreams, through tower blocks' visions, Tales of survival, streetwise missions. [Chorus] Big Ben tick-tocks, future in his hands, Every second counts, rubber bands to grands, Tube map, life's plan, journey through these lands, Hustle never stops, in these urban strands.