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[Verse] Patricia jött a parkon át Homloka Mint az Eiffel-naptár Sugárzik róla a sarki fény Árnyékban élni ő sosem lusta lény [Verse 2] Amikor belép A nap elbúj Homloka nagyobb Mint az éjféli bú Nem kell lámpa Fénylik magától Egész várost besugárz homloki csodából [Chorus] Patricia homloka Vakít az éjszakát Fényszórók helyett bevilágít egy utcát Homloka nagyobb Mint a világ térképe Veled van a fény És nincs többé félreértés [Bridge] Patricia homloka egy csoda Tudnod kell Amilyen nagy Olyan tiszta Nincs benne jel Nem kell tükör Csak nézd meg a fejét Homlok-reflektort Az élet kellékét [Verse 3] Ahogy sétál Az árnyékok táncot járnak Homloka fényében szobrok is dalokat átnak Senki se hidd Hogy ez nem igaz történet Patricia homloka megér egy költeményt [Chorus] Patricia homloka Vakít az éjszakát Fényszórók helyett bevilágít egy utcát Homloka nagyobb Mint a világ térképe Veled van a fény És nincs többé félreértés

that's my life story The streets cold I remember you tought me low key but I'm dressed up in glory woah that's why you 're always in my memories and that's my life story the streets cold I remember you tought me low key but I'm dressed up in glory woah that's why you're always in my memories look times have changed Iuse to live in a council flat where nobody had my back two week we had no heating we're suffering and we don't have gas countless nights where i got no sleep I used to look at the latest fashion I couln't get my hand on them It's peak so manhad to make it happen My cycles messed what's new on my fyp I told mumsy ''I'ma pay you back when i make it big in this industry all of the times i was feeling streesed when i was low you gave me hope I never lacked no love and affection I need you on this lonely road that's my life story the streets cold I remember you tought me low key but I'm dressed up in glory woah that's why you're always in my memories, look popular loner kid from kid It's funny how people switch They see me winning they don't want some clout they don't make sense monchalant I learnt my lesson if i don't say to much I'm blessed I'm stingy with all my ps I move with ease ,game of chess I don't want ploblems Jeremy kyles if i'm true to my self i'm winning real talk (real.talk

[Verse] Shadows crawl yahan andheraa Kaanon mein gunjey sirf shor ka geeraa Dilon mein chhupaa hai resham ka zeher Jahan sach haare wahi hote hairaan [Verse 2] Chhupaa hai raaz har kone mein yahaan Har saans kahe tu sambhal ja zaraaan Naadaan dilon ki duniya mein aag Sapne toote ban jaaye patthar yeh raag [Chorus] Hai zakhmon ka raaz jo dhoonde andhera Saazish ki dhun aur tune bas gehera Chup rehna yahan ka hai ek aaina Dard ki kahani har aansoon ka hain shaina [Verse 3] Chaand bhi yahaan chup gaya tha kabka Suraj ke bojh tale dab gaya khwab ka Har ek gully ullu ka raag gaaye Darr se woh bhi tu saamne aaye [Bridge] Bheek mein chaahte aur mohabbat mili Jhoothon ke sheher mein sachhai hai khilli Kaaton se maange phoolon ke hai rang Lahu ka sur bhi bajata hai sang [Chorus] Hai zakhmon ka raaz jo dhoonde andhera Saazish ki dhun aur tune bas gehera Chup rehna yahan ka hai ek aaina Dard ki kahani har aansoon ka hain shaina

[Zwrotka] Wojna liryczna, ; Metafizyczna, Ma Armia Wieszcza co rymy dopieszcza, buduje. Słowa jak kule, świstają za uchem, za chwilę ogłuchniesz. Wersy jak broń, W tej wojnie, ubojnie to plan mój na front. Zjadam swych wrogów aż po horyzont. Choć armia twa większa - ja nie wymiękam, Jedzenia po bitwie zostanie na rok. [Instrumental drop] [Zwrotka] Nadlatuje smok! . Wnet ognista fala, twą armię powala, w czerwieni skąpana, armia przegrana, tonąca w oparach siarki i palonego ciała.. Zza zwęglonych stosów, twych marnych patosów, unosi się flaga biała.. w rękach trafionego generała. Krwawa wojna już nastała, Więc strzelam nadal, widzę jak padasz, jak krwią się zalewasz, a ja mam dylemat.. Stracić cię teraz? Nieee... Tortury wybieram. [Deep instrumental solo] [Bridge] Odslaniam Ci twarz, Szum, pisk i trzask - wrzask! Zmętniały obraz zapewnił Ci gaz, dziury w kończynach natomiast kwas. Grymas twej twarzy raduje nas. Widać już brzask. Ciało wyrzucić możecie w las. [Outro] Ma Armia Wieszcza zamieszcza na piersiach Symbol nadejścia nowego królestwa - grecka delta. W liryce, epice, nawet w dramacie, Równać nie możesz się z nami bracie. My siła, potęga, wy pchły i prosięta, Klękać! Bo skonacie jak zwierzęta.

Couplet 1 J’me lève le matin, gratitude dans l’cœur, Chaque souffle est un don, un instant de bonheur. J’marche dans l’ombre, mais j’suis jamais seul, Sa lumière éclaire mes pas quand tout devient brumeux. Pré-refrain Les épreuves sont là, mais j’garde la foi, Même quand c’est dur, Il est toujours là. Les genoux à terre, prières en l’air, Car Son amour dépasse l’univers. Refrain Guidé par la lumière, j’avance sans peur, Même dans l’orage, Il apaise mon cœur. Les yeux levés, j’suis dans Son plan, Chaque jour un combat, mais j’reste confiant. Couplet 2 Le monde est fou, trop d’égos, trop de haine, Mais j’garde l’espoir, Son amour m’entraîne. J’ai douté, j’ai chuté, j’ai pleuré des nuits, Mais Sa grâce m’a relevé, Il m’a jamais fui. Bridge Que la paix descende, que l’amour s’étende, Que nos âmes s’élèvent, qu’on brise les chaînes. Que la foi grandisse, que la haine s’efface, Que Son nom résonne dans chaque espace. Refrain (x2) Guidé par la lumière, j’avance sans peur, Même dans l’orage, Il apaise mon cœur. Les yeux levés, j’suis dans Son plan, Chaque jour un combat, mais j’reste confiant

Kale doesn’t want you, Kale doesn’t want you, kale doesn’t want you, funky ass ho Yo, Bailey, you a mess, no doubt, Sittin" on the bench, girl, ain"t no clout, You a hooper? Nah, you ain"t spittin" racks, Can"t score a point, you just takin" slaps. Track star? Please, you ain"t even run, Cross country dreams? You ain"t never won. Skinny lil’ thing, lookin" like a mole rat, Tryna flex like you tough, but you whack with that. (Chorus) Bailey is a bop, more like a flop, Talkin" big game but can"t even hop. Smell like a wet dog, that’s your real rep, Nappy hair and long nose, girl, take a step. (Verse 2) You like every dude, but never keep "em, One-month relationships? Girl, you just steepin". Livin" outta state, hour drive for a kid? Ain"t got no bands, you ain"t makin" a bid. Nails look cray, like an 8-year-old"s art, Look in the mirror, you know that"s the start. Eczema vibes, stinky, lookin" real sad, How you tryna act up when you just that bad? (Chorus) Bailey is a bop, more like a flop, Talkin" big game but can"t even hop. Smell like a wet dog, that’s your real rep, Nappy hair and long nose, girl, take a step. (Bridge) She sittin" in her room, facetime the next dude, But they ghost you quick, watchin’ you get rude. You got no cash, girl, where’s the green? Broke as a joke, livin" in a dream. Bailey, you think you hot? Nah, girl, just stop, You the punchline, we laughin’, you just drop. (Verse 3) Pullin" all these thugs, but you know it ain"t right, They just lookin" for the easy, and you doin" it tight. Soft little figure, ain"t got the thug vibe, You a wannabe baller, just tryna survive. Flexin’ on Instagram, but you know it’s all fake, Reality check, girl, what’s it gonna take? Step back, check the stats, girl, you breakin" down, Bailey is a bop, but you wearin’ a frown. (Chorus) Bailey is a bop, more like a flop, Talkin" big game but can"t even hop. Smell like a wet dog, that’s your real rep, Nappy hair and long nose, girl, take a step. (Outro) Yeah, Bailey, it’s time to wake up, Can’t even drop bars, guess you’ll never face up. This diss track’s a wrap, but the truth gon" sting, Bailey is a bop—in the game, you ain"t king. Step it up or back down, girl, know the score, You a benchwarmer, boo, can’t take no more! brays gonna smack you little white ninja 1 2 3 fuck bailey

Yo, Odyssey, I caught you slippin', now it's time to expose, Actin' grown on Discord, but you’re 12—everybody knows. Geek squad leader, talkin’ big with your typos, Still thinkin’ you’re a boss with your mom’s Wi-Fi code. (Chorus) Odyssey, Odyssey, boy, you’re just a fuckin’ joke, Actin’ like you tough, but you soft—man, you broke. Geeked up, tweaked up, always in the chat, But everybody mutin’ ‘cause you talkin’ straight shit. (Verse 2) Always talkin’ numbers like you run the whole shit, But you’re cryin’ in the VC when you lose—what a bitch. Typing in all caps like you tryna prove a point, But your jokes all land drier than a fuckin’ joint. (Bridge) You’re immature, insecure, man, you gotta chill, Still beggin’ for a role while we tryna keep it real. You a kid with a keyboard, actin’ all wild, But your bedtime’s 9—bro, you just a damn child. (Outro) So pack it up, Odyssey, your run is all through, Come back in six years when your balls finally grew.

[Verse] Blade sharp, cut through the fake, no kindness, Fake smiles crumble when I test your highness. Wolf in the sheep's skin, I see the ruse, Bare knuckle truth, your name makin’ the news. [Verse 2] Ghost air your crew, shadows on the block, Freeze-frame your gang, stuck between the Glock. Talk heavy, teeth chatter when it gets cold, Buried under shame, ego won't hold. [Chorus] Ain't no mercy, streets don't forgive, Flicker of your status, counterfeit lives. Tales you weave, unravel mid-spin, Drill the truth in, you can't win. [Verse 3] Pawns in your crew, chessboard scarred, Queens move alone, kings fall hard. Fake tigers roar, never scratched the sky, Built your kingdom on a bold-faced lie. [Bridge] Echo of the streets, whispers of your fall, Mirror shows cracks, ain't standin' tall. Life ain't monopoly, can't escape jail, Roll the dice wrong, and your fate derails. [Outro] Bury the names, we don’t shout or sing, But this silence loud—wear it like a ring. No eulogies here, just dirt on deceit, Game over, coward, consider this beat.

[Verse] She talkin' 'bout dresses her face in a grin But deep down inside I can’t let her win A tux and some vows ain’t a vibe I can stand This ain’t a love tale this a counter-demand [Chorus] Not my ring not today not my future hold sway Caught in a cyclone with no getaway Church bells scream but I’m out on display I ain’t walkin’ that aisle I’ll fade into grey [Verse 2] She want flowers and gold she want seats in a row But I’m ghostin’ the scene don’t care if it show This ceremony’s chains they tighter than steel I’m breakin’ these cuffs yeah I’m keepin’ it real [Bridge] Pressure’s loud like sirens ‘round my brain It’s me or the vows not playin' your game They preach about forever but forever is a trap I’m leavin’ the table I’m snappin’ the map [Chorus] Not my ring not today not my future hold sway Caught in a cyclone with no getaway Church bells scream but I’m out on display I ain’t walkin’ that aisle I’ll fade into grey [Verse 3] Bouquets don’t fix what’s already dead Why tie this noose why mess with my head I ain’t the groom for this dialogue play This act is over it’s my solo today

(Intro) Yeah, yeah! Hırr hırr! (Bow, bow!) Sivas köpeği, yeee! (Grrah, grrah!) (Nakarat – Flow hızlanıyor) Mert Sami, Emir, gel hırrrmi kemir! (BOW!) Sivas köpeği, Tokat’ta gezer! (SKRR SKRR!) Enes Sinop’ta göt olmuş yine, (BRRR!) "Abi nolur?" diyo, elimde tasma! (GRRAH GRRAH!) (Verse 1 – Drill Vibe, low flow) Mert Sami konuşma, yok bi’ karizman, Emir sağa sola bakıyo mal mal! (GRR!) Sivas köpeği tokadı koydu, (BAM BAM!) Tokat’ı yedi, ağzı yamuldu! (Beat drop – flow değişir, hızlı delivery) Enes Sinop’ta, denizde yüzer, Dedik ki "Gel lan!", götü yemedi bi’den! (HAHA!) Sivas köpeği "Hav!" dedi oğlum, Enes’in götü buz gibi oldu! (BOW!) (Pre-Chorus – Bass drop, agresif delivery) Tokat tokat, Emir kaçma! Mert Sami yat lan, artistlik yapma! Sivas’ın delisi tuttu yakandan, Hırrr hırrr kemir, ne var elinde lan?! (GRRAH!) (Nakarat – tekrar, hype artıyor) Mert Sami, Emir, gel hırrrmi kemir! (BOW!) Sivas köpeği, Tokat’ta gezer! (SKRR SKRR!) Enes Sinop’ta göt olmuş yine, (BRRR!) "Abi nolur?" diyo, elimde tasma! (GRRAH GRRAH!) (Verse 2 – Flow değişir, agresif tone) Tokat attım, Emir uçtu, (BOW!) Mert Sami çöktü, beynine düştü! (GRR!) Sivas köpeği yakaladı bunu, "Lan benle dalga mı geçiyon dıngıl?" (HAHA!) (Beat drop – Drill bounce flow) Enes Sinop’ta, kafayı yemiş, "Abi beni alın, burda deniz!" Sivas köpeği duydu bunu, Gelip Sinop’u yaktı olum! (GRRAH!) (Bridge – Low energy, suspense vibe) Tokat tokat, Emir şokta, Mert Sami düştü, götü tokatla! Sivas köpeği emir verdi ona, Hırr hırr kemir, ağlama lan! (Final Nakarat – Beat en sert kısmında) Mert Sami, Emir, gel hırrrmi kemir! (BOW!) Sivas köpeği, Tokat’ta gezer! (SKRR SKRR!) Enes Sinop’ta göt olmuş yine, (BRRR!) "Abi nolur?" diyo, elimde tasma! (GRRAH GRRAH!)