[Verse] Goofy z garbem idzie przez świat Życie jak serial To jego taktyka Brat Nos do góry Garb mu krzyczy hej W rytmie życia Cały świat jego DJ [Chorus] Yo Yo Goofy ma garba w brzmieniu tak hot Świat wiruje wokół jakby tańczył robot Z garbem high-five Tak unikalny styl Goofy idzie naprzód Nikt go nie zdusi Chill [Verse 2] Garb mu nie przeszkadza To jego znak Nie ma potrzeby wkładać maski Brak Śmieje się z siebie Żyje na sto Goofy show Życie piękne jak tango slow [Bridge] Mówią na niego - król od garbów Bo to on prowadzi paradę śmiałków Każdy ruch krokuje do swojego beatu Świat jest parkietem A życie gra nutu [Chorus] Yo Yo Goofy ma garba w brzmieniu tak hot Świat wiruje wokół jakby tańczył robot Z garbem high-five Tak unikalny styl Goofy idzie naprzód Nikt go nie zdusi Chill [Verse 3] Garb to moc A nie słabość Znaj Tylko się śmiej Wygrywa tu raj Ej bracie Garb nie przeszkadza mi To styl Goofy'ego I z nim jest hit
humorystyczny, hip-hop, energiczny
Polish
uplifting and empowering, promoting self-acceptance and positivity
suitable for motivational contexts, social gatherings, or as a background track for events that celebrate individuality and resilience
the song incorporates catchy hooks, rhythmic verses, and a lively beat typical of upbeat hip-hop, utilizing clever wordplay and a light-hearted tone to convey its message.
[Verse] Yacom wakes up with the sun No snooze in sight Eats a plate of toast and eggs Starts his fight Laces up his kicks His head held high You know he's grinding hard till the evening sky [Chorus] He's a dawg He's a beast Can't nobody replace Moves so quick Leaves a vaporous trace Every day he's out there Making his stand That's Yacom The hardest worker in the land [Verse 2] Clocking in with a nod He's earned his space Sweat on his brow Determination on his face Lunch break's short He ain't got no time He dreams big Reaching peaks he'll climb [Chorus] He's a dawg He's a beast Can't nobody replace Moves so quick Leaves a vaporous trace Every day he's out there Making his stand That's Yacom The hardest worker in the land [Bridge] Dogs bark loud But Yacom stays quiet Won't hear him complain about his daily diet Fate may test him Throw him in a riot But he's unshakable The world's his client [Verse 3] After work's done He's still got the spark Out in the streets grinding well past dark Dreaming of a life where he owns the throne Building an empire Brick and stone
[Verse] Flick of the wrist, watch the ticker, it dance Numbers flip quick, got me stuck in a trance Portfolio fat, but it started off thin Hustle on the charts, dividends roll in [Chorus] Stacks on stocks, I’m a Wall Street player From the opening bell to the paper-layer NASDAQ dreams, hittin' Dow Jones highs Watch it all rise, no suit, no ties [Verse 2] Bulls on the charge, bears on retreat Every trade a gamble, where the risky meet Options on the table, futures I see Hedged my bets well, from the red to the green [Bridge] IPO buzz, feeling rich in the air Leverage so heavy, but I just don’t care Pit boss savage, reading charts in my zone Trading from the couch, might as well own a throne [Chorus] Stacks on stocks, I’m a Wall Street player From the opening bell to the paper-layer NASDAQ dreams, hittin' Dow Jones highs Watch it all rise, no suit, no ties [Verse 3] Short squeeze plots, hedge funds in terror Talking GameStop legends, rewriting the error Robinhood vibes, but a wolf in disguise Crypto on the side, got my Bitcoin to fly
[Verse] Goofy z garbem idzie przez świat Życie jak serial To jego taktyka Brat Nos do góry Garb mu krzyczy hej W rytmie życia Cały świat jego DJ [Chorus] Yo Yo Goofy ma garba w brzmieniu tak hot Świat wiruje wokół jakby tańczył robot Z garbem high-five Tak unikalny styl Goofy idzie naprzód Nikt go nie zdusi Chill [Verse 2] Garb mu nie przeszkadza To jego znak Nie ma potrzeby wkładać maski Brak Śmieje się z siebie Żyje na sto Goofy show Życie piękne jak tango slow [Bridge] Mówią na niego - król od garbów Bo to on prowadzi paradę śmiałków Każdy ruch krokuje do swojego beatu Świat jest parkietem A życie gra nutu [Chorus] Yo Yo Goofy ma garba w brzmieniu tak hot Świat wiruje wokół jakby tańczył robot Z garbem high-five Tak unikalny styl Goofy idzie naprzód Nikt go nie zdusi Chill [Verse 3] Garb to moc A nie słabość Znaj Tylko się śmiej Wygrywa tu raj Ej bracie Garb nie przeszkadza mi To styl Goofy'ego I z nim jest hit
I be working 6 to 5 every single night fuck the struggles kept only "her" in my sight gave her my smile, lasted for a little while Every single night I was fired, my tears only made her tired I cried, it hurt my pride Every single night Broke my heart, tore it apart Slowly played with every shard Caught me off guard Left when you got bored Drops of tears turned into rivers poured I gave her all my time yea, Every single dime yea, I was so fucking tired yea Made me wanna die yea Shattered all my pride yea Before we were even done, you were on the run Still had my heart while you got a head start Before you left, met some other guy Couldn't even look me in the eye Made me wonder why Behind my back, not my my side I was burnt, my brain fried My tears all used up, every drop of love, any sliver of trust dried Don't know what I did, what I said Couldn't even find comfort in my bed My right shoulder vacant Left with only my demons no longer patient So loud, the voices in my head She really fucked me up, wished I was dead She took my heart, tore it apart, stole all of my trust, left me in the dust All my love, left to rust In the rain, I was on my lunch Didn't even bother to call To hear me fall Got 1 simple message "im losing feelings" Got my back against the wall, my gaze glued to the ceiling Told me over text I did my best Left me with all this stuff I just wasn't enough Left me an empty shell My head, my bed, my prison, my hell
[Verse] Pull up to the pizzeria swag on smash Freddy Fartbear dancing got that bold mustache Cheeks like a weapon ready to attack Latinas stompin’ heavy making floors crack [Pre-Chorus] Gold chains swinging pizzas on the stove Freddy’s got the moves sending shivers to the grove Cheeks hit the rhythm they go clap-clap-clap Lights disco blinking it’s a certified trap [Chorus] Big pizza vibes with the sauce on top Freddy and the crew never gonna stop Booty bounces sync to the thundering bass Party in the pizzeria it’s the go-to space [Verse 2] Anchovies fly—no one asks why Pepperoni raining those crusts so high Freddy in the corner bustin’ one-two steps All the homies laugh-like-dropping some bets [Bridge] It’s a pizzeria live where the night won’t pause Tracks so lit it redefines all laws Cheese strings smart like they got gps We’re a team unshaken nothing feels less [Chorus] Big pizza vibes with the sauce on top Freddy and the crew never gonna stop Booty bounces sync to the thundering bass Party in the pizzeria it’s the go-to space
[Verse] City maze weaving, rats scurry in the cracks, Yellow cabs beep, skyscraper’s ice axe. Concrete scripts, every wall got a tag, Streetlight flicker, shadow dance in the drag. [Chorus] Concrete jungle, stories unfold, Graffiti hieroglyphs, the language bold. Every hustle born from the cold, Turn tears of steel into liquid gold. [Verse 2] Shoebox apartments, ceilings cave low, Dreams in the smog while the pigeons’ wings show. Subway sermons, beats hum from below, Air thick with a vibe that refuses to slow. [Bridge] Echoes of ambition on a busted fire escape, Night wraps tight in its tar-black drape. Footsteps heavy, but hearts never late, Destiny in a city dictated by fate. [Verse 3] Card sharks shuffle where the pigeons convene, Sidewalk preachers spill their cellophane dreams. Corner store lights hum fluorescent green, City ain’t alive, it’s a living machine. [Chorus] Concrete jungle, stories unfold, Graffiti hieroglyphs, the language bold. Every hustle born from the cold, Turn tears of steel into liquid gold.
[Verse 1] The clock ticks sluggish in this hollow tomb, Your shadow dances where the roses loom. Silence whispering through photos we framed, Now every memory’s lost, none can be claimed. [Verse 2] Table set for two, but I dine with the wind, Every meal flavored with shards of what’s been. Your laugh, a tune stuck on a broken cassette, Rewinds in my mind, but I can't hit eject. [Chorus] Fading echoes, you're a ghost in my head, Every step forward feels chained to the dead. Words unsaid, heavy weights on the tongue, Songs of sorrow in a language left unsung. [Verse 3] Curtains billow like they keeping secrets tight, Moonlight spies on the tears I shed at night. Your perfume lingers like an unpaid debt, Haunts my air, every breath a slow regret. [Verse 4] Paint peeled walls, the stories they keep, Dreams unravel where night used to sleep. Chandeliers swinging, shadows take flight, Dancing on ceilings 'til the dawn kills the night. [Bridge] Splinters of your voice shred my ears raw, A melody missed, now my solace withdrew. Mirror shows a stranger, not a hint of who I was, Chasing old glories while forgetting the cause.
[Verse] Bhola Shankar, damru ki taal Tere naam bina, lage khaali har haal Jata se Ganga, jwala se roshan raat Mritunjay ka roop, sabko de sakoon saath [Verse 2] Mahadev ke dhyaan, samay pe chalti saans Trinetra ki tej, chale banaye paathshala raans Om Namah Shivay, mantra ka yeh vyapaar Saare gyaan ka saagar, tu akhanda sansaar [Chorus] Mahakaal ki baat, na koi shabdon mein baandhe Anant hai roop, jo har kali andhere me chaandhe Tandav tera, dharti pe dhun si bajaye Shiv ke sharan mein, jeet har pal muskaye [Verse 3] Bhasma lepta sharir, maanav saman hai Par maya ke pare, tu srishti ka gyaan hai Mrunal maha yogi, Adiyogi ka hela Chakradhar mastak, badhti sada bela [Bridge] Aghor abha mere Shiv Shambhu ke prabhaav Dharti aur akash, tere hi naam ke gawah Tera na dikhne waala roop, dwibhuj ya ek aura Chhupa hai prem ya prakop, deepak waan pralay ki jwala [Verse 4] Kailash ke raaja, bhole rang tameez Chhoti moti baaton ka tu rakhtha na deep freeze Yog ke Guru, raakh mein heera jaise Tera sangme bhool jaye baaki sare paise
[Intro] चल, उठ, भाग, मत कर इंतजार, मेहनत का रंग दिखे, जब हो इरादे शानदार! [Verse 1] कल तक जो बोले, तू कुछ नहीं, आज वही बोले, तू सबसे सही, खुद पे यकीन था, दिमाग में आग, सपनों के पीछे, बस लगाई भाग। [Chorus] सफलता की कहानी, ये दिल की रवानी, पसीने से लिखी, हर लफ्ज़ में जुबानी। जो सोचा, वो पाया, हार कहां मानी, मेहनत की ताकत, बनी ज़िंदगानी। [Verse 2] चाय की दुकान पे, सजा था सपना, जेब में सिक्का कम, मगर हौसला अपना। कैसे सुनता, दुनियावी फसाना, अपना खुदा है, कर्म का خزाना। [Bridge] गिर के संभलना, ये खेल पुराना, अंधेरों में चमका, जो बना दीवाना। बिना रुके लड़ना, जंग खुद से है, हर कदम से गूंजे, अब सफर का शोर है। [Chorus] सफलता की कहानी, ये दिल की रवानी, पसीने से लिखी, हर लफ्ज़ में जुबानी। जो सोचा, वो पाया, हार कहां मानी, मेहनत की ताकत, बनी ज़िंदगानी।
Yo, it's a heated debate, Caliban’s on fire, Cursing Prospero, raising up his ire. He wants revenge, yeah, he wants ‘em to hurt, Wishing pain, wishing spirits make ‘em curse. Prospero steps up, ain’t backing down, Says, "You’ll feel the spirits when they come around." Cramps and pinches, yeah, you gonna pay, For talking back in this island’s fray. This island’s mine, left by my mother, You took control, locked me under. Once you taught me, now I suffer, Colonized my world, like no other. Once upon a time, you treated me kind, Taught me the stars, taught me to shine. Now I'm a prisoner, locked in chains, Tied to your rules, feeling the pain. Power and control, it's the name of the game, You came to my home and you changed my name. Stripped my rights, took my land, Left me with nothing but these scars in the sand. This island’s mine, left by my mother, You took control, locked me under. Once you taught me, now I suffer, Colonized my world, like no other. Caliban speaks, yeah, hear my voice, I want it back, I need my choice. But the battle ain't fair, the fight ain't right, Still, I rise up—ready to fight.
[Verse] Back streets humming, heart's an engine revving, Clock ticks slow, but the grind stay pressing. I'm chef in the kitchen, got the heat, no stressin’, Stew pots boiling, my dreams manifesting. [Chorus] Off my lane, I’m swerving past doubt, Voices in my brain screaming, “Find your route!” Wear a crown made from sweat and pain, Out the mud, I’m rising, breaking every chain. [Verse] Eyes sharp, hawk vision on the come-up move, Every scar on my skin is a battle groove. Story wrote in the dirt, this is wisdom proof, Built from ashes, phoenix feather in my booth. [Bridge] Hold up; clocks ain’t loyal, they never stop. Minutes slip fingers like change at the shop. Don't fold, don’t bend when it’s getting hot; Pressure makes the gem that they all forgot. [Chorus] Off my lane, I’m swerving past doubt, Voices in my brain screaming, “Find your route!” Wear a crown made from sweat and pain, Out the mud, I’m rising, breaking every chain. [Verse] Talk slick? I’m the oil in the pen that glides, Word alchemy, flip thoughts, and collide. Game’s a deck, I shuffle through where the truth lies, Stack my aces, back pocket where my truth flies.