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Kunjani Memories Ayi, kunjani, Ayi, kunjani, kujani, Angithi uyababona, bona, fast forward. Sizophola emigwaqweni, thina bobabili, Sihleka ngezinsuku, sisenza kahle. Khumbula ihlobo, ngaphansi kwezinkanyezi, Sidansa ekukhanyeni, sabalekela ubani. Wathi, "Impilo yifilimu, masidlale indima," Ngamanye amahlekisa, wawuthatha inhliziyo yami. Chorus: Ayi, kunjani, Wonke umzuzu, ufana nom magie, mntanam. Angithi uyababona, isikhathi sisheshisa, Kodwa emqondweni yami, asizokshaya phansi. Sibuyele ekhoneni lapho sasingaphupha, Sabelana ngez秘密, sikhuluma ngohlelo lwethu. Uzozithoba, uhlekisa njengesigqi, Kulokhu kwesikhathi, akukho okungalungile. Chorus: Ayi, kunjani, Wonke umzuzu, ufana nom magie, mntanam. Angithi uyababona, isikhathi sisheshisa, Kodwa emqondweni yami, asizokshaya phansi. Bridge: Fast forward manje, sesihamba kude, Kodwa ngibamba lezo zimpawu, ngaphakathi enhliziyweni. Wonke ukumamatheka, wonke ukuwa, wonke ucingo olwakudala, Ayi, kunjani, ngikukhumbula konke. Chorus: Ayi, kunjani, Wonke umzuzu, ufana nom magie, mntanam. Angithi uyababona, isikhathi sisheshisa, Kodwa emqondweni yami, asizokshaya phansi. Outro: Ayi, kunjani, Masiphindele isikhathi, ngempela kuphela. Sibuyele ezihlekisayo, amaphupho esabelana, Ayi, kunjani, ngiyaphika phakade

Yeah... Yeah yeah... Don't forget who I am? (Start - Verse 1) یہ بات سات اگست کی ہے، جب گیا میں پہلی بار کام پر... بنے کچھ یار میرے، جو تھے میرے ساتھ کھڑے... جس علاقے میں تھا، وہاں سرعام بکتی تھی (وہ چرس تھی)... یار تھے ساتھ، نہ پیسوں کی کوئی (مجھے ہارس تھی)... وہاں ایک ایسا شخص، جس میں اور مجھ میں نہ تھا کوئی فرق... مجھے لگا وہ زیر، جب رکھا وہاں پیر... پھر اس کی ذات بھی آئی نظر، جیسے کوئی نئی لہر... پھر ہوئی لڑائی، بات میری تھی، پر وہ آئی... --- (Rap Hook - New Section) Yeah, life fast, chal rahi race hai, Mera past dark, par aage base hai, Bari sochi maine, jab time na tha, Raaste kathin, par fear na tha... Mujhe rok sake na koi, main apni raftaar hun, Main jo chaahun likhun, main hi ek afsaan hun, Zakhm bhi mere gehre, yaadon ke page bharay, Par raah chhodun nahi, main apni chhaya hun!

**Fortnite Battle Pass Song** *(Verse 1)* Woke up quick, gotta play real fast, Turn on my game—gotta get that pass! New season’s here, I’m feelin’ hype, Skins so fresh, yeah, look at this type! *(Pre-Chorus)* Chug Jug ready, let’s drop in, Got my squad, we play to win! Landed wrong? Yeah, I might be dead… Oh wait—never mind, I found a med! *(Chorus)* **Fortnite Battle Pass!** Grindin’ levels, gotta make it last! Got V-Bucks? I’m spendin’ fast, Look at my skins—yeah, they top class! *(Verse 2)* Crankin’ 90s, I build so high, Oops—ran outta mats, now I just die… Storm’s movin’ in, gotta run real quick, But I just got sniped—man, that was sick! *(Bridge)* Reboot card? Someone grab me! Wait—why you dancin’?! Bro, just spam me! Final circle, one last fight, Victory Royale? Yeah, that sounds right! *(Outro)* **Fortnite Battle Pass!** Play all night, yeah, havin’ a blast! Win or lose, we queue again, ‘Cause Fortnite never really ends!

Yeah, uh Street no be joke oo (Nah) If you no get money, them no go rate you (Chale) Ahh, listen Empty out your pocket, make we see (See) Talk big, but your money no dey be (Nah) Boys dey grind, we dey stack this cheese (Woo) No free lunch, chale, pay your fees (Skrrt) Me, I come from the bottom, now we top-tier (Top-tier) No fake love, keep that far from here (Far) Cash no dey, then yawa go burst (Burst) So we hustle hard, make we do am first (First) If you no get, then you no go chop (No) If you slow, then you bound to flop (Flop) Life no fair, better stack your guap (Woo) When the bill come, no dey talk, just drop (Drop) Empty out your pocket, no dey hide (Nah) If you claim big man, make we vibe (Woo) Money talk, no be mouth we dey ride (Ride) No long talk, just show your side (Show me) Boys go laugh if you bluff for here (Haha) No credit talk, we dey count cash clear (Chale) Hustle no be beans, but we still prepare (Yeah) From the trenches, now we millionaire (Woo) Money long, no be luck, e be grind (Grind) No handouts, we dey stay on time (Time) So if you show up, no dey waste my shine (Nah) Empty out your pocket, make we see your mind (See your mind) Empty out your pocket, no dey hide (Nah) If you claim big man, make we vibe (Woo) Money talk, no be mouth we dey ride (Ride) No long talk, just show your side (Show me) Yeah, no dey fake am (Nah) If e be pressure, make you face am (Woo) Money loud, no dey trace am (Nah) If you broke, make you change am (Chale)

Intro: (Amapiano log drums melt into Afrobeat horns) Artist (ad-lib): Ooh, yeah-yeah… Na the Big Man dey para! Verse 1: I just landed, private wing, no visa, Lagos to Havana, my drip got the fiends in a fever. Patek on my wrist, but time no fit measure my cheddar, Moët in my cup, sip slow—life sweet like suya. Island breeze in my hair, shawty say she wanna be there, Whisper, “Baby, meet me where the waves kiss the equator.” Jet life, no cabin pressure—we higher than ever, Stackin’ milli, no naira—🇳🇬to🇺🇸dollar. Pre-Chorus: Dem say, “Why you flashin’?” I say, “Why you askin’?” If the grind was a movie, mine’s Oscar-nominated. From the city to the cosmos—I done levitated, Now my money singin’ chorus—every note platinumated. Chorus (Hook): Badì badì—we dey flex on the regular! (Amapiano piano riff) Cash on cash, no debit—jet life, no competitor! Island vibes, shawty’s waist—make the devil say, “God forgive her!” Gucci on my body, Patek on my wrist—call me the Timepiece Killa! Verse 2 (Explicit): Shawty got that yansh like a double-barrel, She bend it over, make the Amapiano 🔊holler. No kiss-and-tell, but her tongue’s a storyteller, Champagne tears—she cried a pool in the cellar. We don’t chase, we attract—money magnet, Haters drownin’ in their sweat, we just laugh at the panic. Roll a blunt with a hundred—call it “cash aromatic,” Flyin’ east, sunrise—sky’s my new Atlantic. Bridge: Dem talk “humble”… but why? When the world know your name? I’m the flame in the dark, OG in the game. From the trenches to the penthouse—same pain, different chains, Now I’m winnin’ in a way make legends 🇳🇬dance in their graves. Chorus (Reprise): Badì badì—we dey flex on the regular! Cash on cash, no debit—jet life, no competitor! Island vibes, shawty’s waist—make the devil say, “God forgive her!” Gucci on my body, Patek on my wrist—call me the Timepiece Killa! Outro (Amapiano Drop): (Log drums, whistles, and ad-libs fade)

chi ci sfida torna in rovina Nico che segna, Accio che spacca, Ivo che corre, la porta si stacca! Corti randella, Bozz è un muro, chi prova a passare lo prende nel culo! Non c’è partita, non c’è pietà, vi rimandiamo a casa divisi a metà! Oh oh oh, Costa Serina! Vi facciamo a pezzi prima di cena! Oh oh oh, Costa Serina! Vi sotterriamo nella farina! Botte, sudore, parole pesanti, qui comandiamo, voi siete dei fanti! Costa Serina, rabbia e veleno, chi ci affronta si sveglia sereno!

Verse 1 [Slow, muffled drum loop, distant piano keys] I’m chain-smokin’ regrets in this hollow space, Your perfume’s a ghost, I can’t erase. Fuckin’ up the trust, yeah, I played it wrong, Now the silence screams where your laugh belonged. Burned our photos, but the ashes still glow, Empty bottles, empty bed—where’d you go? Should’ve held your heart like a fragile thing, Now I’m just a fool with a cracked wedding ring. Pre-Chorus [Eerie vocal sample, bass drop] Rain taps the window, same rhythm as your name, I’m drownin’ in the static of my stupid games… Chorus [Haunting synth swell, slowed trap snare] Come home, come home, even if it’s just to fight, I’ll carve my apologies in the neon light. The city’s cold without your heartbeat in my chest, Come home, come home—I’ll fix this fuckin’ mess. Verse 2 [Gritty guitar plucks, vinyl crackle] Your side of the closet’s a museum of pain, Every thread whispers “you loved me in vain.” I’m a jukebox stuck on our last goodbye, Playin’ “should’ve lied” instead of “let’s rewind.” I stalked your IG, double-tapped a memory, Thumbprint on the screen where you used to be. Fuck pride, I’ll crawl through hell’s gasoline, Just to hear you sigh, “you’re still my tragedy.” Bridge [Distorted vocal chop, sparse kick drum] I’m a fire without oxygen, a song on skip, Ain’t no saints here—just my ego’s eclipse. If the universe could gimme one more try, I’d rewrite every “I” into “we” in the sky… Chorus [Synth crescendo, rain intensifies] Come home, come home, even if it’s just to fight, I’ll carve my apologies in the neon light. The city’s cold without your heartbeat in my chest, Come home, come home—I’ll fix this fuckin’ mess. Outro [Fading rain, distant electric hum] (Come home… come home…) The door’s unlocked, my pride’s in the trash, I’m just a shadow smokin’ hope’s last ash… (Come home… come home…)

Hace tiempo escribí varias canciones, pero poco me interesa que las canten los ratones. Las barras que suelto cortan como espadas, y el tonto murmura: "no me agrada". El ingenuo no piensa, no tiene razones, pero claro, ¿acaso él sabe de canciones? Las razones sobran, no hay nada que hablar, seguir siendo necio nos va a intoxicar. Romantizan la guerra y luego se espantan, creen que en el otro no hay mente que manda. Las guerras sin duda nos hacen cambiar, pregúntale al mundo por cierto alemán. Se quejan del humo y la contaminación, los mismos que frenan la fisión por temor. La ignorancia crece en cada rincón, por eso en la rima se encuentra el motor. Las bombas que lanzo no tienen caída, son versos que impactan, son rimas precisas. No esperes que esta sea mi barra más dura, un rapero no se hace si no tiene de amargura. Tantos delirantes vendiendo su ley, cuando su vida no es la de un rey. Idolatran todo menos el intelecto, luego lo imitan, que seres mas lerdos.

[Verse 1] (Dey play!) Lagos to Accra, my swagger no be lie, Her waist dey twist like jollof for fry, Money dey talk, no time for story^, If your vibe no sharp, abeg, waka commot. Cruise Third Mainland in my Range Rover, Her skin glow like she bathe for gold river, Police dey look, but my license na Gbedu^, Drop a billion for the bar—“Oga, open Henny two!” [Pre-Chorus] Party dey burn, no time for gbas gbos^, If you no get the kpakpa, you dey for loss, Baddie dey whine, I dey spray mulla like Pope, Tonight na for flex—tomorrow na for hope! [Chorus] Shakara shuffle! (Shuffle!)** Her back dey bend like bridge for Eko Atlantic, Omo, shege dey! (Shege dey!) If you no sabi dance, abeg, go learn logic! [Verse 2] Zanku legwork, she dey burst my brain, Her love na like suya—spicy but I’m addicted again, I no fear your man—him fit come test, My squad dey here with the oshoz^ for chest. Afrobeats loud, the DJ no dull, Girls dem dey scatter like goat for Ojude Oba, I dey live lavish, Fela no be my mate, But I burn the club like Burna burn for Odogwu state! [Bridge] Konto rhythm, shekpe^ waist, Girl dey para like she dey chop heaven’s cake, Original agbaya^, I no dey do remake, If you talk too much, ah! Igboro go reset you. [Outro] (Magicsticks, abeg, one more for the ajebutter^ dem!) Naija no dey carry last, we dey run the map, From Dakar to LA, we dey shut the trap, If you no know, now you know—oya, kpakpa reload! Dis no be music—na Naija explode! (Dey play!)

Tao lên đỉnh, không cần nhìn xuống Game này tao chơi, không có chuyện thua cuộc Tay cầm mic, flow chảy như suối nguồn Đối mặt với thử thách, tao chưa từng chùn! Bước vào trận, tao là kẻ dẫn đầu Haters cứ ghét, tao càng bật thật lâu Không cần may mắn, tao tạo nên phép màu Đối thủ chặn đường? Tao lướt như là cầu! Tốc độ ánh sáng, tao chạy không nghỉ Định luật tao viết, không cần Einstein chỉ Mục tiêu phía trước, tao tiến không lùi Bắn như súng máy, từng câu tao khui! Tao lên đỉnh, không cần nhìn xuống Game này tao chơi, không có chuyện thua cuộc Tay cầm mic, flow chảy như suối nguồn Đối mặt với thử thách, tao chưa từng chùn! Ai mà nói tao không thể? Nhìn tao làm, không cần kể! Lửa trong tim, cháy không tắt Đối mặt khó, tao không nát! Hành trình tao đi không ai giống Không cần fake, tao chơi thật sống Bước ra sân, tao làm chủ sóng Tên tao sáng như là hỏa lồng! Tao là Đạt, không phải ai khác Flow tao đỉnh, không cần đánh bạc Từng câu chữ như là di sản Bước lên ngai, tao không cần ban phát!

U geto' životu, svak’ dan je borba, S tobom brate, Denis, kroz maglu, kroz borbu, S tobom brate, kad problemi rasturaju kuću, Zajedno letimo, kroz dim, kroz noćnu tugu. **Prva strofa:** Ulica zove, u oku samo dim, Brate Denis, s tobom je lakše kroz sram, Nema ljubavi doma, samo vika, samo tuga, Mi smo tražili sreću, al’ ona bila u rukama droge, u zlu. Ali sve te borbe, sve te suze, Nismo pokazivali, svi su mislili da smo ludi, A mi smo samo bili izgubljeni, Nismo znali gdje je izlaz, pa smo tražili lijek u senci. Zajedno smo pili, zajedno smo pali, Kad me zvao Denis, znao sam, brat mi nikad ne laže, Preko ulica, na betonu, kad smo padali, Tvoje riječi bile su moje sidro, kad smo obojica tugaljili. **Refren:** U geto' životu, svak’ dan je borba, S tobom brate, Denis, kroz maglu, kroz borbu, S tobom brate, kad problemi rasturaju kuću, Zajedno letimo, kroz dim, kroz noćnu tugu. **Druga strofa:** Ispod neonskih svjetala, kroz sivu maglu, Tvoje ruke su bile moj spas kad su svi ostali u strahu, Kad me zatekne ona tišina, ona praznina, Ti i ja, Denis, k'o dva ratnika, zajedno u zlu. U našim glavama nemir, a na ulicama nema mira, Učimo preživljavati, dok se boje miješaju u dimu, S tobom, Denis, nisam bio sam, ni kad je bio mrak, Tvoj osmijeh bio je svjetlo, kada je sve ostalo bilo vlak. Ali onda dođe trenutak, dan kad si otišao, Iz kuće, iz srca, a ja sam plakao, Srce mi je bilo prazno, duša slomljena, Tvoj odlazak ostavio je rupu koju nisam mogao popuniti. **Refren:** U geto' životu, svak’ dan je borba, S tobom brate, Denis, kroz maglu, kroz borbu, S tobom brate, kad problemi rasturaju kuću, Zajedno letimo, kroz dim, kroz noćnu tugu. **Treća strofa:** Sjećam se dana, kad smo bili na vrhu, Tako mi je bilo jasno, da je sve ovo samo prijevara, Kad su dani bili loši, kad su obitelj ostavili, Tebi, Denis, nije trebalo puno da mi spasiš dušu, da je zgrabiš. Ali onda su prošli mjeseci, možda i godine, I mi smo se promijenili, iako nas je svijet razorio, S tobom, brate, prošao sam kroz sve to, Ti si moj oslonac, kad padnem u taj crni duboki brod. Sad sve te borbe ostavljam iza sebe, Zajedno smo prošli kroz ovo, kroz blato, kroz leševe, Iako život još nije lak, brate, stojim čvrsto, Zahvaljujući tebi, Denis, nikad nisam bio tužan, nikad nisam bio sam. **Refren:** U geto' životu, svak’ dan je borba, S tobom brate, Denis, kroz maglu, kroz borbu, S tobom brate, kad problemi rasturaju kuću, Zajedno letimo, kroz dim, kroz noćnu tugu. **Outro:** Zajedno kroz sranja, zajedno kroz kišu, Brate, Denis, sa tobom sam kroz sve te borbe, S tobom, brate, zauvijek, kroz dim, kroz svijet, Zajedno letimo, nismo sami, jer imamo bratstvo, to je naš put.