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Le lendemain, Stéphane se réveille, Dans sa tête, une idée sans pareille, Pas juste voir l’art au Louvre, non, Il veut chercher un fantôme dans le salon! (Pre-Chorus) Au Louvre la nuit, avec ses amis, Il rêve de spectres, de mystères infinis, Son prof annonce le voyage, Mais son idée de nuit ne passe pas sans page! (Chorus) Au Louvre, il veut aller, Pas pour l'art, mais pour les fantômes chasser, Paul, il veut convaincre, oh! "Viens avec moi, on va voir Belphégor!" Mais son père dit : "C’est l’imagination!" Pas de fantômes dans cette grande collection! (Verse 2) Dans le salon, Stéphane parle à son père, "Le Louvre hanté?" Il n'y croit pas, il préfère, Son père dit : "Les fantômes n'existent pas, C’est un musée, pas un endroit de fracas!" (Pre-Chorus) Mais Stéphane rêve de l’aventure, De la nuit au Louvre, de l’inconnu, Son père ne voit pas, il n’est pas convaincu, Mais Stéphane continue d’y croire, c'est son vœu! (Chorus) Au Louvre, il veut aller, Pas pour l'art, mais pour les fantômes chasser, Paul, il veut convaincre, oh! "Viens avec moi, on va voir Belphégor!" Mais son père dit : "C’est l’imagination!" Pas de fantômes dans cette grande collection! (Outro) Stéphane écrit à Paul son grand plan, Mais son prof ne va pas être content, L'idée de la nuit pourrait bien échouer, Mais au fond de lui, il va toujours rêver!

Yo, check it, I’m callin' out the fat ginger, With a shady past, man, you know I’m the avenger, Creepin’ in the shadows like a ghost in the night, Your twisted games and vibes just ain't feelin' right. Bad moustache, bro, think you’re slick with the style, But your moves in HOI4 just ain’t worth a while, Pedophile in the chat, man, that’s a low blow, I’m here to expose you, let the whole world know. You clickin’ on maps, think you runnin’ the show, But in real life, man, we all know you a no-go, Hidin' behind the screen, but the truth gonna find, This diss track’s a mirror, yeah, look at your mind. Bad moustache, bro, think you’re slick with the style, But your moves in HOI4 just ain’t worth a while, Pedophile in the chat, man, that’s a low blow, I’m here to expose you, let the whole world know. So step back, ginger, and take a good look, In this rap game, you just another bad book, I’m flipping the pages, rewriting the script, You’re outta the game, yeah, this is your eclipse.

[Verse] Stepped in the schoolyard, shadows all around, Thugs frontin', tryin' to take my crown. They roll deep, but my defiance loud, Fists clenched tight, ain't bowin' to no crowd. [Verse 2] Got bruises on my ribs, scars on my pride, They throwin' rocks, but I won't hide. Words cut deep, but I let 'em slide, Got a fire in my heart, vengeance on the side. [Chorus] Fought with my demons in the dead of night, Rising from the ashes, ready for the fight. They see a target, but I see a light, Bullies in the shadows, I'm shining bright. [Verse 3] Walking tall, every step a rebellion, Their hate can't shatter my resilience. Spit their poison, their irrelevant opinions, My armor made of scars they gave, still brilliant. [Bridge] Echoes of laughter, turned into roars, Every punch, every word, battle scores. I'm the warrior they tried to ignore, But here I am, kickin' through their doors. [Verse 4] Rise like the sun, breakin' through the night, Bulldoze the bullies, shatter their spite. Every bruised knuckle a badge of my fight, My soul's a phoenix, wings takin' flight.

[Verse] Mind racing, no sleep, I’m on a marathon, Clock ticks, thoughts mix, need a paragon, Chasing dreams like a dog with a bone, Eyes wide, I’m alive, feel it in my bones. [Verse 2] Night owl, prowling, hunt dreams like prey, Words sharp, slicing, bright as day, Beat pounds, surround, heart pounds syncopate, No rest, on the quest, feel the weight. [Chorus] Insomnia, fuel to my fire, I rise, Dark skies, wide eyes, no surprise, Creative surge, every thought to unpack, Mind attack, full throttle, can’t look back. [Verse 3] Street lights flicker, guiding me through the haze, Night’s rhythm, my beat, endless maze, Thoughts scatter, no anchor, drift and float, Mind race, heart chase, see remote. [Bridge] Nocturnal, eternal, create in the moonlight, Mind flight, highlight, words tight, Unstoppable, phenomenal, chasing stars, No bars, mind scars, dance of Mars. [Chorus] Insomnia, fuel to my fire, I rise, Dark skies, wide eyes, no surprise, Creative surge, every thought to unpack, Mind attack, full throttle, can’t look back.

[Verse 1] Sunset on the stoop, smoke curls like cursive, Sneakers scuff these streets where the struggle surfaces. Pocket full of dreams, but the rent’s a burglar— Momma’s prayers still echo: “Boy, don’t let ‘em murder ya.” East Coast winters, cold hands, warm ambition, Rhymes scribbled on napkins, my soul’s ammunition. From Queensbridge shadows to Brooklyn’s bright lights, Every scar’s a chapter, every dawn a rewrite. [Chorus] We rise slow, grind slower, heartbeats sync to the sample, Life’s a jazz loop—pain and joy, no example. Good livin’ ain’t given, it’s built in the scramble, Concrete lullabies, where the hustle and hope ramble. [Verse 2] Corner store prophets preach in loose change, Taxi horns harmonize with the subway’s refrain. Grandpop’s ghost in my Walkman, cracklin’ through the static, “Survive the madness, but keep your soul cinematic.” I wear my city like a leather jacket— Faded, torn at the edges, but still I rock it. Every “NO” just fuel, every “YES” a trophy, We bloom in the cracks, where the pavement’s lonely. [Bridge] (Piano riff drips like August rain…) This life’s a chessboard, we pawns turned kings, Checkmate the doubt with the truth that we bring. The grind’s a love song, the struggle’s the chorus, From project windows, we watch the horizon for us. [Chorus] We rise slow, grind slower, heartbeats sync to the sample, Life’s a jazz loop—pain and joy, no example. Good livin’ ain’t given, it’s built in the scramble, Concrete lullabies, where the hustle and hope ramble. [Outro] (Beat drops to a muted trumpet & vinyl crackle…) Yeah… Aim’s to live smooth, even when the blocks rough, Find heaven in the little things—’cause the world’s enough. Head nod to the OGs, their wisdom in my stride,* East Coast heartbeat… forever in my side.*

[Verse] Yo check the mic one two it's Paroksa in the booth Faster than a cheetah truth be told I got the proof From the streets of Kathmandu I rise a blur of might Fighting crime day and night tearing shadows from the light [Chorus] In these alleyways I run sparks fly as I ignite Breaking through the darkness turning wrong to right With my heart as my guide I defy the darkest night In the heart of the streets yeah I stand and fight [Verse 2] City lights are fading while the cold wind starts to howl I'm dodging through the chaos like a prowling owl Unseen and unheard but my presence shakes the ground In this urban jungle yeah I'm always around [Chorus] In these alleyways I run sparks fly as I ignite Breaking through the darkness turning wrong to right With my heart as my guide I defy the darkest night In the heart of the streets yeah I stand and fight [Bridge] Echoes of my footsteps leaving whispers in my wake For every move I make it's a thousand souls I'll stake They say I'm just a ghost but I know the truth inside I fight for the forgotten with a warrior's pride [Chorus] In these alleyways I run sparks fly as I ignite Breaking through the darkness turning wrong to right With my heart as my guide I defy the darkest night In the heart of the streets yeah I stand and fight

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Pressure pushin’ down like newtons in the fall, I been movin’ mass heavy, still ain't moved at all. They tell me "Work is force times distance, son, that's law," But I been pushin’ all my life and still ain't break that wall. See, my pops worked a job, then a second, then a third, Moved his hands through the air, but they said it ain’t "work." If it don't move nothin’, then it don't count, right? But tell that to the ones buildin’ dreams overnight. E=mc, I need that squared, Tryna flip my energy into somethin' rare. Potential on my shoulders, kinetic in my prayers, But they keep addin' friction when I’m almost there. [Chorus] (Work, power—grind every hour—force meets tower—watch ‘em all cower!) They say the energy don’t vanish, it evolve, So where my labor at? Who takin’ all my charge? (Work, power—grind every hour—force meets tower—watch ‘em all cower!) If I apply force but they never let me move, Then tell me who’s the one really playin’ with the rules? [Verse 2] I watch the apple drop, they watch the money rise, Laws of motion got me wonderin’ who wrote the lies. Taught me every action got an equal, opposite side, But I push against the system, and they push me off the side. Watt’s in my brain, horsepower in my veins, I be runnin’ up equations while they runnin’ up the game. See, I study how the universe expandin’ every day, But my people still compressed, man, somebody gotta say… They stole the power, charged up the greed, Left us in the dark, now we generate the heat. Tryna reach the work but the force ain't free, And they taxin’ every joule ‘til there’s nothin’ left to be. [Bridge] (spoken, eerie synths behind it) Ain't no machine run without resistance, Ain't no wave move without persistence. They say work's a product of the force and the distance, But tell me, what’s the cost when they shorten the limits? [Chorus] (Work, power—grind every hour—force meets tower—watch ‘em all cower!) They say the energy don’t vanish, it evolve, So where my labor at? Who takin’ all my charge? (Work, power—grind every hour—force meets tower—watch ‘em all cower!) If I apply force but they never let me move, Then tell me who’s the one really playin’ with the rules? [Verse 3] I seen the brightest minds held back by the weight, Workin’ twice as hard but they still underpaid. Man, they tell me "power’s just the rate of doin’ work," So why the slow grind only benefit the jerks? They break atoms just to see what’s inside, But never break chains that be keepin’ us tied. I split my time, but they fission my pride, Still, I fuse with the struggle ‘cause the future is mine. [Outro] (spoken word, acapella fade out) Power ain't the title, power ain't the name, Power ain't the formula they taught inside the game. Power is resistance multiplied by change, So if you wanna move somethin’, recognize your weight. (Huh, huh, huh, huh...

هِی هِی هِی اِمروزَم فَرداعِه فَرداعَم دیروزِه اونی کِه جا نَزَد شَک نَکُن پیروزِه این دُنیا دُو روزِه هَر ماهِش سی روزِه هَر ثانیَش بَرام بَدجور جِگَرسوزِه هِی هِی هِی مَن هَستَم کُنکوری میکُنَم خُودخُوری یِروزی مَن بودَم جَوونِ پُرشوری اَما تَبدیل شُدَم بِه یِ دیکتاتُوری اینجا ایرانِه کِشوَرِ مُردِگی کِه هَنوز مَردُمِش میکُنَن زِندِگی وَلی یِه کُنکوری میگیرِه اَفسُردِگی اَّما هَمِه میگَن نَداشت ایستادِگی آخِه اون نَدارِه طاقَتِ بازَندِگی وَلی تَلاش میکُنِه بَرا آمادِگی ذِهنِشُو پاک میکُنِه اَز هَر چی آلودِگی حَواسِشُو پَرت کُنَن نَکُنِه لَغزَندِگی ذِهنِش با یِه اِتِفاق نَشِه پُرِ پَراکَندِگی آع آع آرِه شُدَم خَستِه اَز دَرون شِکَستِه سَرِ جَلَسِه نِشَستِه فِکرا ذِهنَمُو بَستِه خُدایی سُوآلا سَختِه مَغزَم خاب رَفتِه هِی هِی خِیلی دَرد کِشیدَم بَسِّه هَر چی شِنیدَم طَعمِ زَجرُو چِشیدَم مَرگُو بِه چِشَم دیدَم اَز دَس رَفت اُمیدَم صَد تا کِتاب خَریدَم بِه کُجا رِسیدَم ؟ این هَمِه تَرسیدَم وَلی بِه هَدَف نَرِسیدَم اَمّا هَنوز نَبُریدَم بَرا هَدَفام جون میدَم خُدا رُو تو زِندِگیم دیدَم خُدا رُو تو زِندِگیم دیدَم خُدا رُو تو زِندِگیم دیدَم هِی آرِه بَحثِ ، زِندِگیمِه دارِه میشه ، نِصفِه نیمِه خِیلی شُدَم ، سَراسیمِه هَر خَطایی دارِه ، جَریمِه وَلی خُدا خُودِش ، کَریمِه وَلی خُدا خُودِش ، کَریمِه وَلی خُدا خُودِش ، کَریمِه فِعلاً حاجی مَن رَفتَم آخِه اُوضاع ، خِیلی وَخیمِه

Here's a version of the "Victory Anthem" by Luschurry and Khushi, rewritten as the "Chai Anthem": (Verse 1 - Luschurry) Maine chai ko apna banaya Har subah, har shaam, yeh meri jaan hai Milk, sugar, aur biscuit ke saath Chai ke bina, mera din adhoora hai (Chorus - Both) Chai, chai, chai, yeh hai meri jeet Har chaiwale ko, yeh hai meri treat Chai, chai, chai, yeh hai mera josh Har chai ke pyaale mein, yeh hai mera posh (Verse 2 - Khushi) Mere dil ki dhadkan, chai ki tarah hai Har ghadi, har pal, yeh mere saath hai Garam, thanda, ya cold coffee ke saath Chai ke bina, mera dil adhoora hai (Chorus - Both) Chai, chai, chai, yeh hai meri jeet Har chaiwale ko, yeh hai meri treat Chai, chai, chai, yeh hai mera josh Har chai ke pyaale mein, yeh hai mera posh (Bridge - Both) Cutting chai, masala chai Har chai ke naam pe, humein hai pyaar Chai ke saath, humein kuch bhi chahiye Bas chai ke saath, humein hai khushiyaan (Chorus - Both) Chai, chai, chai, yeh hai meri jeet Har chaiwale ko, yeh hai meri treat Chai, chai, chai, yeh hai mera josh Har chai ke pyaale mein, yeh hai mera posh Hope you enjoyed this funny version!