Totality Reality

Yo Laura, Niamh y"all really tall- But I"m "bout to drop bars, make you both fall. Hope you"re both ready, "cause here comes the heat, Let"s get this disstrack on repeat. Laura, girl, what"s with that growl? Scared all your classmates, made "em howl, You mixin" OJ and apple juice? Please, That"s some next-level weird- get a clue, you need to cease.

Durch Alkohol, Maries leben scheise wie noch nie, und einzelne Lösung Lobotomie, Von Freunden verstoßen von Eltern enterbt, Ihr Leben wie Alkohol zu ende gegährt. In der Hand die Flasche und das Extasy, planlos im tunnelblick durch das Hennessy, Läuft durch die Straßen komplett verranzt, Sieht Hossain und fragt nach seinen Schwanz. Er sieht sie und denkt sich was ne kranke Tante, schleppt sie ab und holt eine Jacky von der Nächsten Tanke. Total vernebelt öffnet sie die Schranke. Suff im Tunnelblick, versenkt er ne Flanke. Am Boden die Flasche liegt leer, wie ihre Zukunft verschwindet im meer Ihr Leben zerstört sie hats erkannt, Ihr Werdegang, wie der Alk, verbrannt.

Uh, yeah. 9 Prudence? Nah. Y’all the reason teachers wanna quit, fr. (Chorus – bouncy flow) 9 Prudence, why you actin’ like a menace? Every single class, y’all be pushin’ every limit. Loud talk, no thought, man, y’all never get it. If bein’ annoying was a sport, y’all would win it. (Verse 1 – savage delivery) Walk in the room, it’s a circus, no cap, Whole class wildin’, teacher tryna take a nap. Late on assignments, always makin’ noise, Actin’ real tough, but y’all just lil’ boys. Messy with the notes, messy with the brain, Math test droppin’ and y’all still playin’ games. Talkin’ big talk but can’t spell “discipline,” Teachers takin’ breaks just to sip that gin. (Pre-Chorus – build-up) Every single day, same ol’ scene, Actin’ like stars, but y’all B-list memes. Teachers be stressin’, losin’ they mind, Principal lookin’ like “where do I sign?” (Chorus – hard-hitting) 9 Prudence, why you actin’ like a menace? Every single class, y’all be pushin’ every limit. Loud talk, no thought, man, y’all never get it. If bein’ annoying was a sport, y’all would win it. (Verse 2 – final shots) Y’all the reason fire drills take too long, Whole school waitin’, y’all still singin’ songs. Back of the class, throwin’ paper like fools, Teacher said “QUIET,” but y’all break the rules. Call it Prudence but y’all lack that trait, Whole room stank from the L’s y’all take. One day maybe y’all get real smart, ‘Til then, y’all just known for the bark. (Outro – cocky finish) Uh, yeah, pipe down. 9 Prudence, y’all stay clowns. Tryna flex, but y’all got none. Act grown, but y’all still dumb.

Durch Alkohol, Maries leben scheise wie noch nie, und einzelne Lösung Lobotomie, Von Freunden verstoßen von Eltern enterbt, Ihr Leben wie Alkohol zu ende gegährt. In der Hand die Flasche und das Extasy, planlos im tunnelblick durch das Hennessy, Läuft durch die Straßen komplett verranzt, tanzt mit dem teufel ein eldenden tanz Einer sieht sie und denkt sich was ne kranke Tante, schleppt sie ab und holt eine Jacky von der Nächsten Tanke. Total vernebelt öffnet sie die Schranke. Suff im Tunnelblick, versenkt er ne Flanke. Am Boden die Flasche liegt leer, wie ihre Zukunft verschwindet im meer Ihr Leben zerstört sie hats erkannt, Ihr Werdegang, wie der Alk, verbrannt.

ကျွန်မနာမည် ဒီလိုခေါ်တယ် နော်ဖော ဒီလိုအလှမျိုးနဲ့ နေလာတာ ဘော်ကျော့ လွှမ်းပိုင် နဲ့ အစကတော့ မခေါ်မပြော နောက်ကျမှ ဟိဟိ ဒီလိုပါပဲ အပျော်ပေါ့ နာမည် တပ်ပြီးပြော နာမည် တပ်ပြီးပြော ဟိုမှာ နန်းစုရတီစိုး ဆဲခံနေရပြီ ထပ်ပြီးတော့ ကြောင်ခံတွင်းပျက်ရဲ့ တောင်ပံကျိုးတဲ့ ဆက်ရက်ကြီးနော် အားနာလိုက်တာ အန်တီ ကိုယ့်ထက်လဲ အသက်ကြီးတော့

[Verse] Mic check, one-two, step on stage, I"m a fiend, Lights flash, crowd wild, livin" out a dream, Beat drops, bass thump, heart in sync with the boom, Rhymes flow, words glow, filling up the room. [Verse 2] From the gutter, came up, dodging pitfalls and traps, City streets taught me lessons, gave me lyrical maps, Late nights, bright lights, pen and pad on my lap, Spitting truth, spitting fire, can"t nobody adapt. [Chorus] In the jungle with gorillas, swinging from the vines, Climbing higher, reaching apex, hustlin" for mine, Chain of thoughts, break the locks, no confine, Microphone musings, truth in every rhyme. [Verse 3] Mind sharp, like a dagger, cuttin’ through the mist, Stage roar, crowd applaud, can’t resist, Every verse a chapter, every hook a twist, Scripts in the ether, can"t cease, can"t desist. [Bridge] Through the highs, through the lows, every trial I face, Words heal, words kill, tied in life"s race, Echoes of the struggle, imprinted in the bass, Legacy immortal, can"t erase, I embrace. [Verse 4] Picture this, no frame, canvas made of sound, Echo Chambers, verbal painters all around, Dripped in folklore, legends never bound, Centuries of cadence, time unbound.

[Verse] Concrete jungle, silence ain"t a word, Graffiti facades, voices always heard. Train tracks hummin", life on the bring, Huslin" dreams, in the city we sing. [Chorus] Money chasin", takin" risks on the daily, Hood night stories, nothing ever failed me. Neon nights, we fly under the radar, Flippin" scripts, writin" plays with a broken star. [Verse 2] Rooftop thoughts, dollar bills tabloid, Pockets lean, but my spirit"s never void. Street light visions, hustlers in disguise, Eyes sharp, cuttin" through this urban prize. [Chorus] Money chasin", takin" risks on the daily, Hood night stories, nothing ever failed me. Neon nights, we fly under the radar, Flippin" scripts, writin" plays with a broken star. [Verse 3] Back alley whispers, secrets never safe, Lost souls rally, no time for fake. Legends in our blocks, tales left to tell, Rhymes like bullets, breakin" outta cells. [Chorus] Money chasin", takin" risks on the daily, Hood night stories, nothing ever failed me. Neon nights, we fly under the radar, Flippin" scripts, writin" plays with a broken star.

[Verse] Woke up early, city lights still flickerin" Chasin" dreams, money schemes, mind thinkin" quicker Foot on the pavement, grindin", no hesitation World"s a jungle, I"m the lion, domination [Chorus] Hustlin" dreams, livin" life without a beat Grittin" through the struggle, never face defeat Eyes on the prize, heart in every street Paper trails and tales, ain"t no retreat [Verse 2] Corner of the block where stories untold Back against the wall, we fightin" for gold Dollar and a dream, that’s the aim, stay bold Life’s a poker game, watch how you roll [Bridge] Nightfall creepin", shadows in the mist Huntin" opportunities, can’t afford to miss Adrenaline rushin", every shot"s a risk Survivin" under pressure, sound of the click-click [Verse 3] Midnight hustle, under streetlights glow Moves so swift, they barely know Beyond the facade, struggle in the flow Rise against odds, watch the legend grow [Chorus] Hustlin" dreams, livin" life without a beat Grittin" through the struggle, never face defeat Eyes on the prize, heart in every street Paper trails and tales, ain"t no retreat

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Wakes up early with a tune in his head Picks up his guitar, lets the riff spread Switches to drums, lays down the groove Got a hundred ideas before his third bowel move. (needs a doctor) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From metal to blues, funk to the soul Hybrew won’t stop ‘til he’s sent ‘em in (click to receive) Hybrew’s got a million songs More jams than college kids smoke bongs Guitar’s on fire, drums keep the time Flooding your phone with another rhyme (look in the mirror and whine, saggy boobs is a crime) Family group chat’s blowin up again (never included) New demo sent to every friend Some say genius, most say insane you know You click that the thing replay it again and again (share and subscribe) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From country to jazz, doom to punk Hybrew won’t stop. there"s a jam called thunk"d (Soundcloud check it out) Hybrew’s got a million songs Hell,every day, he"s got another one. Guitar’s on fire, phone alert again at night Flooding your phone annoying alright. (nobody ever replies) He don’t need no label deal Ain’t going for fame, just recording what’s real (I thought I had talent) One man band with a dream so strong By the time you reply, he’s got three more songs (throw noodles on the wall see what sticks) One day gone, five tracks made Another riff and musical tracks laid. Hybrew’s still jammin’ with no end in sight Better check your inbox, he sent one last night. Mosquitos get raid and maybe I"ll get paid. Like old school mafia maybe I"ll get made.

I don"t care I don"t care لوحدي انا في ال safe من الزحمة انا مليت الهدوء انا اتمنيت ماشي عكس السير تسالنيش علي فين - مش مهتم انا مش مهتم لا علي بالي ولا علي بال الامس نفس السجارة ونفس الكرت نفس السحابه ونفس الكدر وساوس في دماغي مبتهمدش غرقان في الاوهام والاحلام دي سحبت مملعن لحد ما اتقتلت مش عايز افوق مكدبلكش خمسه ع الشغله تجيب السهم ميه في الميه تجيب السهل ولسه شايل الهم انا شايل الهم طلقه في القلب في عقلي بس الغدر دي الحاله الوحيده الي هكون فيها عمري ما ندمت بس كل يوم نفس البارات كل يوم نفس الاغنيه ماسك بس في الي فات راسم قلبي ع النقديه شايف في عيوني الهوس شايف في مرايتي الاذيه انسيني انا مش هعيش ضحيه - I don"t care I don"t care لوحدي انا في ال safe من الزحمة انا مليت الهدوء انا اتمنيت ماشي عكس السير تسالنيش علي فين

Wakes up early with a tune in his head Picks up his guitar, lets the riff spread Switches to drums, lays down the groove Got a hundred ideas before his third bowel move. (needs a doctor) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From metal to blues, funk to the soul Hybrew won’t stop ‘til he’s sent ‘em in (click to receive) Hybrew’s got a million songs More jams than college kids smoke bongs Guitar’s on fire, drums keep the time Flooding your phone with another rhyme (look in the mirror and whine, saggy boobs is a crime) Family group chat’s blowin up again (never included) New demo sent to every friend Some say genius, most say insane you know You click that the thing replay it again and again (share and subscribe) Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From country to jazz, doom to punk Hybrew won’t stop. there"s a jam called thunk"d (Soundcloud check it out) Hybrew’s got a million songs Hell,every day, he"s got another one. Guitar’s on fire, phone alert again at night Flooding your phone annoying alright. (nobody ever replies) He don’t need no label deal Ain’t going for fame, just recording what’s real (I thought I had talent) One man band with a dream so strong By the time you reply, he’s got three more songs (throw noodles on the wall see what sticks) One day gone, five tracks made Another riff and musical tracks laid. Hybrew’s still jammin’ with no end in sight Better check your inbox, he sent one last night. Mosquitos get raid and maybe I"ll get paid. Like old school mafia maybe I"ll get made.