Lựa Chọn Sai 2

[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 1: In Kumasi’s vibrant streets, I found my treasure rare Felicity Akua Serwaa, with beauty beyond compare Your smile lit up the night, like stars in the Ghanaian sky I knew in that moment, my heart would forever fly Chorus: Feli, my love, you shine so bright Akua, my heart beats for you, day and night Serwaa, my soulmate, my guiding light Forever with you, my love, feels just right Verse 2: Your laughter is music, your eyes, my peaceful nest With you, my worries fade, like the morning dew's gentle rest Your touch ignites a fire, that never fades away With you, my Feli, every day is a brighter day Chorus: Feli, my love, you shine so bright Akua, my heart beats for you, day and night Serwaa, my soulmate, my guiding light Forever with you, my love, feels just right Bridge: From Adenta to Kumasi Our love will shine, like the stars in the African sky Through life's ups and downs, we'll face every test Together, our love will forever find its best Chorus: Feli, my love, you shine so bright Akua, my heart beats for you, day and night Serwaa, my soulmate, my guiding light Forever with you, my love, feels just right Outro: Now and forever, my love will stand With you, Felicity, hand in hand We'll build a life, filled with love and laughter As FeliRogzy, our bond will forever last.

[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

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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.

Verse 1: Lights down low, it’s just you and me, Feeling your touch sets my soul free, (oh babe) Every whisper, every sigh, Got me lost in the heat of the night, (yeah) I can feel the fire burning deep, Your body’s close, moving in sync, (moving in sync) Let’s make this moment last, don’t you see? I want your love on repeat, (yeah, yeah) Pre-Chorus: Ooh baby, don’t stop, let it flow (let it flow) You know just how to take it slow, (real slow) Every kiss, every move is right (move is right) We’ll make love until the morning light, (oh yeah) Chorus: Love on repeat, let’s do it all night, (all night) Keep me close, keep me tight, (so tight) Over and over, I just can’t get enough, Of the way you move when we make love, Love on repeat, we’re lost in the groove, (oh babe) Can’t resist the way you move, (the way you move) Turn me on, got me feelin’ the heat, All I want is your love on repeat, (on repeat) Verse 2: Skin on skin, the world fades away, (yeah) You and me in this rhythm we play, Every breath that you take, I feel, (I feel it) The way you touch me, baby, it’s so real, Let’s take our time, there’s no need to rush, Just let the music guide us, feel the hush, (feel the hush) I’ll be yours until the night is through, ’Cause every time, girl, it’s only you, (only you) Pre-Chorus: Ooh baby, don’t stop, let it flow (let it flow) You know just how to take it slow, (take it slow) Every kiss, every move is right (move is right) We’ll make love until the morning light, (until the light) Chorus: Love on repeat, let’s do it all night, (all night) Keep me close, keep me tight, (so tight) Over and over, I just can’t get enough, Of the way you move when we make love, Love on repeat, we’re lost in the groove, (lost in the groove) Can’t resist the way you move, (the way you move) Turn me on, got me feelin’ the heat, All I want is your love on repeat, (on repeat) Bridge: Every time you’re near, it’s like a dream, (it’s like a dream) Got me feeling things I’ve never seen, (never seen) You and me, babe, locked in this trance, (locked in a trance) Let’s keep on movin’, lost in this dance, Chorus (Outro): Love on repeat, let’s do it all night, (all night) Keep me close, keep me tight, (so tight) Over and over, I just can’t get enough, Of the way you move when we make love, Love on repeat, we’re lost in the groove, (oh babe) Can’t resist the way you move, (the way you move) Turn me on, got me feelin’ the heat, All I want is your love on repeat, (on repeat) Harmonized Outro: Love on repeat, love on repeat… All I want is your love on repeat, (on repeat) Love on repeat… yeah, yeah…

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