[Verse] Stick to the script, like glue to a flipbook, Bars runnin' wild, no collar on the pitbull, Chill, don’t sweat, we cool, grab a Popsicle, Flows so sick, need a hospital. [Verse 2] Life's a cartoon, I’m Wiley with the dynamite, Word explosion, brighter than a Vegas light, Skatin’ through beats, Tony Hawk with the grind, Leave ‘em puzzled, Jigsaw with the rhyme. [Chorus] Pass the mic, it's a comedy routine, Word acrobatics, tumbling on the scene, Laughs so loud, they poppin' at the seams, We're the jesters, livin' large in the dream. [Verse 3] Metaphors wild, like a jungle of puns, Beats thumpin’ harder than a thousand drums, Pop culture twist, tongue-tied in riddles, Hip-hop circus, center-stage giggles. [Verse 4] Punchlines sneak up, RKO outta nowhere, Smooth as silk, but you caught in the snare, Rappin’ like a chef, every line well-done, Taste of these bars, hotter than the summer sun. [Chorus] Pass the mic, it's a comedy routine, Word acrobatics, tumbling on the scene, Laughs so loud, they poppin' at the seams, We're the jesters, livin' large in the dream.
hip-hop funky
English
The song carries a light-hearted, playful emotion infused with creativity and energy. It evokes feelings of joy and amusement, encouraging listeners to embrace the fun aspects of life.
This song can be used in uplifting and comedic settings, possibly in live performance environments like comedy shows or open mics. It can also serve well in youth culture contexts or party atmospheres where entertainment and fun are paramount.
The lyrical structure features clever wordplay, metaphors, and punchlines that create a vivid imagery. The use of alliteration ('Bars runnin' wild') and internal rhymes adds a playful yet complex feel to the flow. The references to pop culture elements enhance relatability, while the beat is likely vibrant and energetic, consistent with the funky hip-hop genre.
[Verse] सड़क की धूल शहर का शोर ज़िंदगी मेरी जैसे एक जंग का दौर गली में गुंडे हाथ में पावर हाथ में माइक चल पड़ूँ मैं बिना किसी डर [Verse 2] बस्ती का लड़का दिल से साफ़ कभी ना झुकूँ चाहे हो हालात ख़राब रास्ते में रोड़े पर लड़ूँ हर बार मेरे अंदर आग है मैं हूँ तैयार [Chorus] धूल में चमक आँखों में सपना मेरी मुट्ठी में आसमान पूरा अपना रातें बेचैन दिन हैं मेरे अपने सपनों का पीछा हौसला हैं अपने [Verse 3] सपनों का पीछा करूँ हर पल कोंचू हर दीवार तोड़ूँ हर हल जीवन की होड़ में मैं हूँ अकेला पर लड़ूँगा सब से जैसे हुँ अकेला [Verse 4] दिल में हैं जुनून हाथों में ताक़त रास्ते का राही बनी मेरी बग़ावत दुनिया का हर डर मैं उसे ललकारूँ सपनों के पीछे हर क़दम बढ़ाऊँ [Chorus] धूल में चमक आँखों में सपना मेरी मुट्ठी में आसमान पूरा अपना रातें बेचैन दिन हैं मेरे अपने सपनों का पीछा हौसला हैं अपने
[Verse] Scrolling through my life on a cracked screen phone Dollar bills fly but they never stick around Hustle through the night tryin' not to be alone Echoes of the city they a gritty kinda sound [Verse 2] Crumpled paper dreams in the pocket of my jeans Sidewalk talkin' secrets that nobody ever keeps Graffiti on the wall truth is written in between Rough around the edges glitter still in heaps [Chorus] Beat's a heartbeat thumping like the city's veins Every corner's whispering a thousand different names Lost in the rhythm like we're dancing in the rain Life's a canvas splattered with our joy and pain [Verse 3] Neon signs flickering the stories yet untold Chains that clink together heavy links of old Future in my eyeline burnin' fierce and bold Drummer’s got a passion that refuse to be controlled [Verse 4] Fast food wrappers flying like they paper planes Sidewalk merchants selling rays to cure the pains Lights are shining dazzling but hearts they're full of stains Street lamp’s shadow cloaks the hustlers and remains [Bridge] Rhythm's a weapon cut through like a knife Every single heartbeat echoing the strife Dance like nobody's watching live this storied life In this concrete jungle find your way and thrive
Verse 1] Met in the classroom, destiny linked our paths, Shared notes, cracked jokes, aced the math, Partners in crime, never looked back, Skipped out on plans, strolled down the same track. [Chorus] Happy birthday, Gazal, fashion icon so fly, Emotions like the waves, mystery in your eye, Braveheart with the style, on top you stand, From dawn 'til dusk, I'll forever hold your hand. [Verse 2] Late night talks, conversations so deep, Secrets traded like treasures we keep, Watched the stars till the sun gave a peep, In your presence, life feels complete. [Chorus] Happy birthday, Gazal, fashion icon so fly, Emotions like the waves, mystery in your eye, Braveheart with the style, on top you stand, From dawn 'til dusk, I'll forever hold your hand. [Bridge] Eternity’s promise, together we'll stride, You shine like sunbeams, guide me with pride, Your laughs like melodies, echo inside, With you by my side, it's one wild ride. [Verse 3] So here's to the journey, our story so rare, Through thick and thin, no love we spare, Fighting the odds, we make the perfect pair, Queen of fashion, you light up the atmosphere.
[Verse] Dime in the game, flip the script, outshine, Eardrums booming, flow hotter than the sunshine, Bounce like an echo in a canyon, rewind, Big Flex, no text, break necks when I climb. [Verse 2] Microphone cut, steel blade precision, Wordplay jumpin', nimble with incision, Hollywood flick, but the plot twist ain't given, Glimpse into my mind, inner vision like a prism. [Chorus] Quantum leaps, take off, no retake, Rewind, fast forward, future at stake, Neon-lit nights, dreams wide awake, Chase the crown, ain't no room for a fake. [Verse 3] Poison pen, ink spill, tales untold, Gold trippin', sonic boom, verses unfold, Life of the party, but the boombox's cold, Echoes in the alley, stories that mold. [Bridge] Bounce to the beat, vibe electric, high, Cityscapes fall, while we touch sky, Handshakes break deals, never comply, Run this empire, on beats we rely. [Verse 4] Cipher in the basement, wisdom in the lines, Clock ticks fast, lyrical Einstein, Street poet steel, blend grime with fine wine, Lost in the beat, outpace time, divine.
Hola que tal soy andrés el marihuao'. Voy a irme con todo asi que muevete por un lao'. Pinché teroristas corajudos mientras sigo tranqilao' Ellos quieren asustarme. Cada intentó un fracasao. Entonces sigo fumando mi mota. Mi clika el mierda que flotan. Siempre andamos los super-marihuanos que todos conozcan. Tenemos toneladas metricas de puro fuego. Venimos para mata a todos en este juego. Ustedes bien paniqueado por uso de tanto yeyo. Eyo eyo. Don't fuck up my day bro. Vamos a fumar un chingo de wax y un par de pre-rolls. Tenemos mucho estilo. Lenguas siempre con filo. Cada palabra mochando cabezas en Sangre frio. [Scream in terror] AY DIOS MIO! pues que paso aqui. Mato todo tu clika. Despues llevé tu chica. A mi cuarto a fumar y un poco en la pipa. Lo siento pero es asi. No vas a controlarme. Tu terrorismo dianetica no puedes dañarme. Antenas de fractales y micro-ondas Güey no mames. Teroristas de "control mental" ustedes son cobardes. Se que Este canción te arde. Todos saben porque soy aqui. Pa' destrozarté. Si eso es mi arte. Porqué soy Andrés el pinche marihuano del rio cualé. En paso de molino Fumando con amigos. Con los caguamas y los churros siempre andamos grifos. Ustedes super gay. Aver pues Órale. Tu hablas mucha mierda por un pinché enano güey. Pues, Qiuobole que. Que vas a hacer? Con tus amenazas tan chistosos vete mucho a la ver'. Parece un bola de babosos. Faltan cinco minutos hasta que te mates solo. [Grito] Oh No! Una asilo de aire libre Bienvenidos a jalisco. Atrofia en tu cerebro tu hyna tragando mecco Ella conmigo adentro de un cuarto bien nublado. Estoy harto. De escuchar tu pinché voz Tu terrorismo telepatico es una mierda yo. Tu pandillita de payasos Voy a dejarles en pedazos. Dices que soy marcado. Pero ustedes estan manchados. No puedes caminar los calles si no esta encapuchados. Tengo todos tus datos. Nos vemos en un rato. Porqué te digo una cosa No soy un novato. Solo estoy harto de tu mother fucking shitshow. Te voy a dar un tip bro. Todos tenemos chips bro. El telepatía que crees que tienes no existe bro. Solo un micrófono 'dentro de tu garganta bro. Y una pinche Bluetooth para hablar dentro de tu cabeza bro. Tus pensamientos no son silencios bro. Cada vez que piensas estas hablando muy bajito bro. Estas hackeado bro. Por un pinché manupilador. Cuidate tu espaldo por cameleones y tambien tor. Pero no te precupes ellos no pueden hacer nada. Sus amenazas son de cartón que ya 'sta bien mojada. Como todas las mujeres que llevo a mi cama. Oye pinche terry..... Como andas? Las mujeres de tu clika se parece unas changas. Pero en todos modas anqui tengo todas en unas tangas. Los Super Marijuanos el mas chingon de todo los bandas. Ya maté tu pinché panda. Tus ojos negras como panda. Y ya me al la deposito porque se acabo las chelas [Accapelah] Si caminas por centro hay un mensaje para ti. Escrito en las paredes No vistes el grafiti ? TERRY VETE A LA VER
In my lecture one day, amid the distractions, Sat Bob and Jane, indulging in smartphone attractions. The topic that day – reliable academic sources, They swiped and tapped with unabated forces. So engrossed they were in their digital addiction, They missed the lesson on tentative language and its position. "Now," the lecturer said, with a firm proclamation, "Let's practice our reporting verbs, it’s the right direction." Paraphrasing takes a lot of practice, But Bob and Jane were lost in digital expanses. They missed the lesson on integral citations, Swiftly sliding further into tech-induced sedation. Suddenly, the lecturer snapped, "And what's the introduction? It's the 'What Why How', not an art of seduction!" Clear topic sentences they were learning, with hope, But our dear duo simply couldn’t cope. Then came the time for paragraph hooks, But their attention was far into Facebook nooks. "Don’t overuse connectors," the teacher would state, While our techy twosome sealed their fate. Body language, eye contact, quite important you see, But Bob and Jane were lost in a world of 'me, me, me'. Now this tale ends, there's a moral to teach, Engage with the class, and keep smartphones out of reach!
[Verse] Stocking stuffers got me feelin' giddy, Santa sliding down the chimney, lookin' pretty gritty, Got the bass bumpin' through the whole damn city, Rudolph on the roof, ain't nothin' itty-bitty. [Chorus] Sleigh bells jinglin', bassline rumblin', Eggnog sippin', we ain't fumblin', Christmas lights twinklin', no more bumblin', Holiday cheer, got the whole squad humblin'. [Verse 2] Rockin' fresh kicks under the tree, Cookies and milk got milked, left glittery, Gingerbread men feelin' frisky, In a one-horse open crib, keep it brisk-y. [Chorus] Sleigh bells jinglin', bassline rumblin', Eggnog sippin', we ain't fumblin', Christmas lights twinklin', no more bumblin', Holiday cheer, got the whole squad humblin'. [Bridge] Elves in the workshop droppin' new beats, Naughty list? Nah, just rhyme elite, North Pole party, ain't no defeat, Snowflakes fallin’, rhythm hard to beat. [Verse 3] Reindeer game strong, playin' in the snow, Ho-ho-ho, got that lyrical flow, Wreaths on the door, vibes in the glow, Hip-hop holiday, yo, you already know.
Hugo yeaaaaah Hugo Bé pas Hugo Boss Hugo bottemane Le manne qui se prend pour un beau goss [Verse] Hugo l’arnaque se présente Ouvrez bien vos oreilles Quand il parle on déchante Vous n’avez jamais rien entendu de pareille [Verse] Dans un congrès où au café il parle de tout, Avec des mots tordus sans queue ni tête, Ses yeux bleus brillent, un petit air de fou, Les concepts volent, tout est fait Pour te faire sentir bête [Chorus] Hugo yeaaaaah Hugo Bé pas Hugo Boss Hugo bottemane Le manne qui se prend pour un beau goss [Verse] Hugo Bé est-il bête ou bien brillant ? Tout le mystère est bien là dedans Les externes il fait rêvé Quand de Ses doigts minuscules il déssine des concepts abstraits [Chorus] Hugo yeaaaaah Hugo Bé pas Hugo Boss Hugo bottemane Le manne qui se prend pour un beau goss [Verse] A la récré il dilait deja bons points contre point sigapse Projet P.-U. depuis qu'il maitrise l'alphabet Un sujet de prédilection ? y'en a apse Ratisser large c'est le secret du succès Hugo yeaaaaah Hugo Bé pas Hugo Boss Hugo bottemane Le manne qui se prend pour un beau goss Il s’aime profondément, il est comme ça, Un psychiatre toujours, un clown parfoua
[Verse] Ночью город спит внимая шепот теней Я шагаю вдоль домов не чувствуя ногтей Пыль на моих кроссовках как трофеи боев Жизнь здесь словно фильм но мало кто готов [Verse 2] Битбокс улиц рвет воздух в клочья И каждый день чтоб выжить надо знать почерк В этих лабиринтах знай свою дорогу Не проверяй на прочность свои ноги [Chorus] Жизнь моя как рапсодия по нотам Смелость выше крыши но боюсь высоты Каждый путь к успеху это раны на спине Но в конце концов доходим до мечты [Verse 3] Стены наших дворов помнят смех и слезы Как будто вся душа на бетонных розах Мечты как гравий под ногами коркой Но мы не взлетим без пары своих "если" [Bridge] Я играю в эту шахматную партию с судьбой Каждое движение как последний бой Но времени хватит на еще один ход Этот мир полон неожиданностей и мы все вперед [Chorus] Жизнь моя как рапсодия по нотам Смелость выше крыши но боюсь высоты Каждый путь к успеху это раны на спине Но в конце концов доходим до мечты
Social Media Shuffle (Freaky Friday Remix) (Verse 1) Woke up this mornin', phone in my hand Scrollin' through the feed, understandin' the plan Economy's crashin', politicians in a bind Social media's buzzin', leavin' minds behind (Pre-Chorus) Fake news spreadin', like wildfire in the night Opinions clashin', truth lost in the fight Algorithms controlin', what we see and hear Reality's distorted, year after year (Chorus) Social media shuffle, switchin' up the game Economy's tumblin', ain't nothin' the same Politics in chaos, truth's a distant dream Social media shuffle, it's a dangerous scheme (Verse 2) Influencers preachin', buyin' and sellin' dreams While real jobs disappear, it's a twisted scene Clickbait headlines, grabbin' our attention Lost in the algorithm, no real connection (Pre-Chorus) Fake news spreadin', like wildfire in the night Opinions clashin', truth lost in the fight Algorithms controlin', what we see and hear Reality's distorted, year after year (Chorus) Social media shuffle, switchin' up the game Economy's tumblin', ain't nothin' the same Politics in chaos, truth's a distant dream Social media shuffle, it's a dangerous scheme (Bridge) Gotta break the cycle, gotta find our way Back to real connection, a brighter day Put down the phones, step outside and see The world's a beautiful place, for you and me (Chorus) Social media shuffle, switchin' up the game Economy's tumblin', ain't nothin' the same Politics in chaos, truth's a distant dream Social media shuffle, it's a dangerous scheme (Outro) But we can change it, we can make it right With conscious choices, and a brighter light Social media shuffle, gotta find the beat To a future where truth and justice meet.
[Verse] Neon signs and late night chatter Lost my love and it don’t matter Heartbeat echo through the street This city rhythm skips a beat [Verse 2] Midnight whispers in the air Spinning records take me there Electric pulses in my vein Dancing shadows ease my pain [Chorus] City lights they shine so bright Breaking through the endless night Rhythms bumping lost in groove Find the beat and start to move [Verse 3] Passing strangers in the fog Echo tales of lost and smog Broken hearts and shattered dreams Underneath these city beams [Bridge] Caught up in this urban maze Searching for a brand new craze Electric love and neon fire Burn it down with my desire [Chorus] City lights they shine so bright Breaking through the endless night Rhythms bumping lost in groove Find the beat and start to move
