[Verse] In the shadows we arise Unchained by your lies No needles in our skin Fighting wars you can't win [Verse 2] They push the fake agenda We see through propaganda Won't follow like the sheep Their darkness runs too deep [Chorus] We are the purebloods Wont be suffocated Unvaccsonated Can't be manipulated [Verse 3] Living free from their rules Seeing through their tools Burning down the masks No more hidden tasks [Verse 4] Labeled rebels they claim But we're breaking from the chain Truth in the fury's fire Higher and higher [Chorus] We are the purebloods Wont be suffocated Unvaccsonated Can't be manipulated
gritty rock trap
English
The lyrics convey a strong sense of rebellion, empowerment, and defiance against perceived oppression. The mood is charged with urgency and a call to action, instilling feelings of solidarity among those who identify with the message.
This song could be used in protest movements, freedom rallies, or events centered around individual autonomy and health freedom. It resonates with those seeking to express their opposition to mandates or societal pressures and could be featured in social media campaigns focusing on personal rights.
The song employs a gritty rock trap style, featuring heavy guitar riffs combined with trap beats. The vocal delivery is likely intense and passionate, utilizing a mix of melodic hooks and aggressive rhythms. The lyrical structure consists of verses that build into a powerful, anthemic chorus, which enhances its emotional impact.
Uz beton 95-ice, crvene kao krv, kao krv Svo ovo crno na meni je kao smrt, kao smrt I dok jurimo čuje se samo "Skrrt", samo "Skrrt" Samo "Skrrt", samo "Skrrt" Uz beton 95-ice crvene kao krv, kao krv (Kao krv, kao krv) Svo ovo crno na meni je kao smrt, kao smrt (Kao smrt, kao smrt) I dok jurimo čuje se samo "Skrrt", samo "Skrrt" (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Samo "Skrrt", samo "Skrrt" [Strofa: Hiljson Mandela] Kuku$ klan, sine Kad ja te trebam nema te nikad, ali zato tu je uvijek ekipa Zlato, kuje, kriminal - ipak tu smo na Balkanu Znaš kako ovdje je, ti dobro znaš U nosu Beli Weekend i neka brzina, litra džina Mama, nisam pijanica, ali idemo do pobjede Skrr, skrr kao Nascar, spustio sam ovu vutru jer je dosta Vidim svi bi sada surfali naš val Ne vjerujem nikom jer život je kô maskenbal Stani, gas do daske, dvjesto na sat i pali (Skrr) 'Rija iza nas je u daljini i sad su (Skrr) Mali, plavi kao Štrumpfovi - možeš ih zgazit (Gazi, gazi, gazi) I dok jurimo čuje se samo "Skrr", nestanemo brzo kao Anasazi Hiljson, Klinja (Pam-pam-pam-pam) [Refren: Klinac & Hiljson Mandela] Uz beton 95-ice, crvene kao krv, kao krv Svo ovo crno na meni je kao smrt, kao smrt I dok jurimo čuje se samo "Skrrt", samo "Skrrt" (Skrrt) Samo "Skrrt", samo (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Uz beton 95-ice, crvene kao krv, kao krv (Kao krv, kao krv) Svo ovo crno na meni je kao smrt, kao smrt I dok jurimo čuje se samo "Skrrt", samo "Skrrt" (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Samo "Skrrt", samo "Skrrt"
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Verse 1 Saat SMA, kita bersama Senyum dan tawa, hati bahagia Tujuh tahun berlalu, cinta tak pudar Kini aku mengaku, dengan hati terbuka Korus Cinta yang tersembunyi, kini terlihat Tujuh tahun menunggu, untuk bersama Apakah kamu merasakan, yang sama? Verse 2 Kenangan indah, saat kita bersama Tawa dan air mata, cinta tetap sama Hidup membawa kita jauh, tapi hati tetap dekat Kamu, satu-satunya, cintaku sejati Korus Cinta yang tersembunyi, kini terlihat Tujuh tahun menunggu, untuk bersama Apakah kamu merasakan, yang sama? Bridge Jangan takut, untuk mengatakan Cinta kita, akan terwujud Jika kamu merasakan, yang sama Outro Tujuh tahun diam, kini terucap Cinta ini, untukmu, selamanya.
[Verse] Lights are dim the bar's awake I'm here again for heaven's sake Looking for a lifeline where fires rage Pain spills out from my glass stage [Verse 2] Shadows dancing on the walls Echoes of my heady calls Life’s a blur the pouring's deep Promises are hard to keep [Chorus] Whining for my whiskey feel the burn Every sip a lesson we never learn Drowning sorrows night by night Hoping maybe this time it feels right [Bridge] Silhouettes of memories fade In the amber night parade Hollow laughs and smoky skies Seeking truth in whispered lies [Verse 3] Hollow steps on cracked wood floor Disappearing through the door Eyes that haunt like midnight seas Whiskey dreams and broken pleas [Chorus] Whining for my whiskey feel the burn Every sip a lesson we never learn Drowning sorrows night by night Hoping maybe this time it feels right
Oh Natalie, you’ve got it all wrong, You say CaseOH’s hot, but girl, you’ve been gone too long, He’s got a belly that’s as wide as the sea, But hey, you’re still in love, so who am I to disagree? You say he's perfect, just wait ‘til you see, A guy that big, how’s he gonna be "swoon-worthy"? You’re always talking ‘bout his charm and his grace, But girl, he’s got more rolls than a bakery case! You think he’s hot, but I’ve gotta ask— How can you be into someone who’s a whole snack? His love handles have handles, his cheeks double wide, But you act like he’s a real catch, no matter the size. Maybe it’s his smile or his funny little face, But it’s hard to see charm when there’s not much space! You say, "He’s cute!" but girl, he’s a tank, I guess for you, that's the appeal — he’s just "full of thanks!" But don’t worry, girl, you’re not alone, Everyone’s got their type, and you’ve found your throne, You like your guys round, soft, and a bit wide, But CaseOH’s not the one to take you for a ride! Oh Natalie, your taste is a mystery, But you’re sticking with him, so here's to your history, Maybe someday you’ll look at his weight and say, "Well, I guess I was hungry… but now I’m okay!" Natalie, oh Natalie, give it a rest, CaseOH's not your type, he's more of a test, But if you like him that much, then go ahead!
Poland, stand up! Come in all, come in crowd! We stand up against the Left, Against intolerance, For the freedom of thoughts, For the Law respect With our harts and hands We fight for Fatherland! Be on your guard Gather your rage We need to be strong Hold eagerly the shield Against left-fascists In redgreen disguise With our harts and hands We fight for our Fatherland! Poland wake up! And start your fight Your foes on the left Want the red-green tyranny So lets close the circle around You and strike With our harts and hands We fight for our Fatherland! So go ahead Bravely forward With luck, every time When we fight and move Against Nazis no matter brown, red or green With our harts and hands We fight for our Fatherland! Democracy! Crucial as never For the happy mind Lets hit the Eco-fascism and wipe out the smirk out of Stalins face With our harts and hands We fight for our Fatherland! It stays vital that The thoughts should be free Which we stubbornly defend When we understand Not the political correctness but our Constitution, With our harts and hands We fight for our Fatherland! Freedom is dear! Will be more of us And then we unite Together to Defend our liberties against Reds and Greens, With our harts and hands We fight for our Fatherland! Yes it is true! From the Left comes the threat When State police, media and the President do not recognize the importance of tolerance and neutrality Then the hand strikes! We fight for our Fatherland! Against the flow! Freedom is the prize With Stauffenbergs valor We stay firm and Triumph with rage over the red-green pest, With our harts and hands We fight for our Fatherland! With us is the time! If we dare to fight And give it the best then We leave them cold: Leftwing hate, leftwing abuse Leftwing violence With our harts and hands We fight for our Fatherland! Never give up! Be very smart Against the Reds, against the Greens Against Poland-loathing Then you make the Redgreen Nazis sweat With our harts and hands We fight for our Fatherland! Lead to success The Polish folk Then we will not see our country to wither and we ward it from the Red and Green if we stand together With our harts and hands We fight for our Fatherland! The Brown and the Reds Lead to an end! Millions of people found only demise From the socialism of Brown but also the Red. So now take the hand Of our Fatherland.
Your voice feels like a song I know, Soft and steady, it starts to grow. Every word feels like a spark, Lighting corners of my heart. But it’s early, I remind myself, I keep my thoughts on a higher shelf. What if I’m wrong? What if I fall? What if I don’t know you at all? It’s too soon to say, too soon to try, I don’t want to scare you or make you shy. I hold these feelings, let them stay, It’s too soon to give it all away. I listen close to every sound, Each little pause, the way it’s bound. You’re a mystery I want to unfold, But I’m scared to let the truth be told. What if you laugh? What if you leave? What if I lose what I’ve started to believe? So I keep it quiet, a silent refrain, Hoping time will ease the strain. It’s too soon to say, too soon to try, I don’t want to scare you or make you shy. I hold these feelings, let them stay, It’s too soon to give it all away. I’m caught in a moment, a fragile thread, Balancing the words I’ve left unsaid. What if you’re feeling the same as me? But what if you’re not, and I set us free? It’s too soon to say, too soon to try, I don’t want to scare you or make you shy. I hold these feelings, let them stay, It’s too soon to give it all away. So I’ll wait, let the silence grow, See where this connection wants to go. Your voice is enough for one more day, It’s too soon to throw my heart your way.