maple leaf man

[Verse] Westbound rifles, shadows in the moonlight, Packin" heat so potent, give a ghost a fright. Hustlin" through the corners, dodgin" every siren, Metal on the waistband, never catch me cryin". [Verse 2] Backseat riders, dreams of dirty riches, Quick draws, fast cars, never showin" stitches. Whispers in the wind, secrets in the clatter, Chrome on the hipbone, lives a mad hatter. [Chorus] Westbound rifles, breakin" every rule, Ink on the hands, life"s a merciless school. Catch me in the alleys, where the shadows drool, Dancin" with the danger, hard edge, stay cool. [Verse 3] Hustle through the night, every corner’s hot, Green flashes past, don"t get caught. Rats in the walls, all schemes "til dawn, Steel hearts, cold minds, carry on. [Bridge] Streetlights flicker, tales of the unseen, Rifles in the night, meaner than a dream. Leather on the steering, chrome so clean, Westbound legends, chase the bling. [Verse 4] Game like chess, all eyes on the prize, Flip the card, count the cost, seein" through the lies. No strings, no kings, just a wild place, Westbound rifles, forever in the race.

Chhoti si basti, ghar watle bhare, Kadhi kadhich disat na, jaise taare. Paisa nahi, raat bhar aathavane, Dil mein sapne, kabhi na thamane! Jevha daav padla, dusra kiti kele, Mhanje paise kadhich nahi ghele, Dingding zindagi, maarla, re ye boy! Zop yeto kaahi, paise gheto hoy? Pehla samajh kela, jeevan shuru kay, Lokal chhoti bazaar aani khichdi kay. Pehli kami shikla, kashi jeevan chalavaycha, Dil thaamun, mala vishwas kami naahi, jhaal! [Chorus] Poor to rich, this story is real, Aam zindagi, mangla ki deal. Hard work cha superpower, Zindagi cha udaan, ghoomayla power! [Verse 2] Zindagi varsha, naye sheher chhoti chaadi, Bachpan gela, chukli, chhavi, Ek dada baithla raat bhar kaam, Sookhyachhe darwaje, ghar kay naam. Sheth banane ka, hisaab kela, Khayali jeevan, dikhane ka laaja. Paise kamavayla, kaam kara, jogara Zinda rehne, pavitra, vishwas hi sawaara! [Chorus] Poor to rich, this story is real, Aam zindagi, mangla ki deal. Hard work cha superpower, Zindagi cha udaan, ghoomayla power! [Bridge] Kadak karaycha, kaam raha, Patience key, ladhe takra, Jithun farak, jivhanache farak, Zindagi taata, shaurya ala utarak! [Verse 3] Pehla paisa kadhun, mukhde pe thoda si khushiyo Kashta sathi, dilse chalne chalne ho, Vishwas zakhra, kaam apna karne! Jeevan boy! Nakal milta tap jyafo

Big Eros walks in, and the party gets loud Tacos in hand, yeah, he’s making us proud Got that belly, got that style Living life in a fuego mile He’s got the heart, he’s got the spice Extra salsa? Yeah, that’s nice Takes no breaks, clears his plate Eros moves at his own great weight Big Eros energy, rolling like a king Smiling, vibing, doing his thing No one’s got a flow like this Too much flavor, never miss From tacos to tortas, burritos galore Eros is eating, then asking for more Not just big—he’s extra grand A heavyweight legend in all the land He don’t count calories, only good times Dancing with churros, sipping his rhymes Takes life easy, takes life sweet With a heart as big as the food he eats Big Eros energy, rolling like a king Smiling, vibing, doing his thing No one’s got a flow like this Too much flavor, never miss So raise your glass, let’s make a toast To Eros, the man we love the most

[Verse] Concrete jungle, under streetlights, it's raw, Pocket full of dreams, pockets of war, Dodging 5-0, the night's outlaw, You slip, you fall, no second draw. [Verse 2] Tattooed scars, tales from the frontlines, Flipping packs, grinding, stretched like felines, Hustlers' anthem, spitting precise rhymes, One wrong move, get clipped by the confines. [Chorus] City that never sleeps, it swallows whole, Echoes of gunshots, rhythm of the soul, Surviving the madness, that's the goal, In this nightmare, only strength’ll console. [Verse 3] Fast cash, fast cars, neon signs flash, Survival’s a ritual, in alleys we dash, Diamonds in the rough, from the city's trash, Dreams clash, the powerful splash. [Bridge] Eyes on the prize, can't slip, can’t fade, Every hustle, every grind, gettin' paid, One misstep, eternal crusade, Nightmares in the dark, masks invade. [Verse 4] Guard up, keep the circle tight, no fakes, The grind's relentless, raised on high stakes, Gutter rise, ambition sharp as razors, In this concrete jungle, we movers and shakers.

(Ayy, yo, Viljar, tell these muthafuckas what’s up!) (You know what time it is—Jonas, let’s get this shit!) [Verse 1 – Jonas] Straight outta Norway, crazy muthafucka named Jonas, Runnin’ up the block with a Glock, no opponents. Fuck the law, we don’t play that shit, Catch a pig slippin’, dump a whole damn clip. Ain’t no talkin’, all about action, Viljar in the ride, countin' up transactions. We don’t do friends, only run with the real, Say the wrong word, you get popped like a pill. [Hook] Jonas in the front, Viljar in the back, Talkin’ that shit, get your skull pushed back. Fuck the police, middle fingers in the air, Rollin’ through the city, boy, we don’t play fair. [Verse 2 – Viljar] Viljar pull up, masked up, no trace, If you talk tough, better watch your damn face. Jonas got the 9, I got the sawed-off, Disrespect the squad? Bitch, that’s your loss. Money in the duffle, ridin’ with the crew, Fuck what they claimin’, they ain't never paid dues. Rollin’ in a blacked-out Benz, no plates, If the cops get behind, then we punchin’ the gates. [Hook] Jonas in the front, Viljar in the back, Talkin’ that shit, get your skull pushed back. Fuck the police, middle fingers in the air, Rollin’ through the city, boy, we don’t play fair. [Outro] (Ayy, fuck 12! You know what it is!) (Jonas & Viljar takin’ over—ruthless as fuck!)

Yo, I’m rollin’ through the halls, yeah, you know who I see, It’s Ryder, that kid, livin’ wild and free, They call him Maple Leaf Midget, that’s the street name, But don’t let the size fool you, he’s playin’ the game. Got that swagger, got the drip, you can’t deny, Flexin’ like a boss, watchin’ all the haters cry, He’s the king of the playground, runnin’ with the pack, Takin’ all the shots, never lookin’ back. Maple Leaf Man, yeah, he’s reppin’ his crew, Ballin’ like a champ, always comin’ through, With the heart of a lion, never backin’ down, Ain’t nobody messin’ with the kid in this town. He’s got the hustle, got the grind, he’s always on a quest, Chasin’ dreams like a fiend, never settle for less, In the streets of Hash, where the legends are born, Maple Leaf Midget, never waitin’ for the morn. He’s got that fire, got that passion, bringin’ the heat, When he steps to the mic, man, he never tastes defeat, Got his crew by his side, loyalty supreme, Together they rise, yeah, they livin’ the dream. Maple Leaf Man, yeah, he’s reppin’ his crew, Ballin’ like a champ, always comin’ through, With the heart of a lion, never backin’ down, Ain’t nobody messin’ with the kid in this town. From the schoolyard battles to the skatepark grind, Every move he makes, man, he’s one of a kind, No half-steppin’, takin’ life by the reins, Ryder’s makin’ waves, he’s breakin’ all the chains. So when you see him comin’, better recognize the name, Maple Leaf Man, he’s changin’ the game, No fear in his eyes, he’s ready for the fight, In the shadows of the night, always shinin’ so bright. He’s the heart of the crew, and we back him for life, Through the struggles and the strife, cuttin’ sharp like a knife, With a squad full of thugs, we rise from the dirt, In the streets of our city, we’re ready to assert. So here’s to Ryder, the Maple Leaf Man, Livin’ large, goin’ hard, always stickin’ to the plan, A soldier in the game, never foldin’ under pressure, Maple Leaf Midget, yeah, he’s our treasure. Maple Leaf Man, yeah, he’s reppin’ his crew, Ballin’ like a champ, always comin’ through, With the heart of a lion, never backin’ down, Ain’t nobody messin’ with the kid in this town.

Yo, listen up, I got a story to tell, About my homie Cash, he’s beastin’ so well, We call him Caca Bean, yeah, that’s his name, Flexin’ on the block, man, he’s runnin’ this game. Tall like a tower, big nose like Putin, When he walks in, you know the whole crew’s lootin’, Cash is the muscle, strong like a bull, When we roll through the streets, we makin’ ‘em full. Three Caca Beans in Moscow, we ballin’ tight, Ridin’ through the city, lookin’ fresh, feelin' right, My homies and me, we’re tough and united, With Cash by my side, we’re never one-sided. From the streets of the block to the lights of the night, We hashin’ out dreams, always ready to fight, Got that paper stack, people know we don’t play, When we pull up to the scene, we takin’ over the day. Caca Bean flexin’, lookin’ sharp like a blade, In this concrete jungle, we ain’t ever afraid, Big man with the plan, yeah, he runs the whole show, Fools try to front, but they don’t really know. Underneath the stars, we gather and scheme, Chasin’ our visions, never lost in the dream, With laughter and loyalty, we rise and we grind, In this tale of glory, together we shine. From the corners to the rooftops, we livin’ large, Cash got that power, playin’ life like a charge, Three Caca Beans, yeah, we keep it supreme, In the city of Moscow, livin’ out the dream. So raise your glass up, let’s toast to the life, With my crew by my side, we cuttin’ through strife, Caca Bean’s the king, and we follow his lead, In this gangsta rap saga, we plantin’ the seed. From the shadows we rise, with fire in our hearts, Strength in our bond, this is just where it starts, We'll climb every mountain, we'll dance in the rain, Three Caca Beans together, we’ll never feel pain. From the shadows to the light, we makin’ it known, Three Caca Beans, yeah, we sittin’ on the throne, So step back, my friend, if you can’t handle the heat, With Cash in the mix, we can’t accept defeat. So here’s to the journey, the struggles we face, With courage and wisdom, we’re settin’ the pace, Three Caca Beans united, we’re a powerful team, In the heart of Moscow, forever we dream.

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Yo, they said I couldn’t spit this— That space-time grind, watch me flip this! Infinite mass when I drop these bars, Warpin’ minds like I’m bendin’ stars—Let’s GO! (Verse 1) I ride the beat like a wave in position, Double-slit bars with quantum precision. You stuck in one state? Nah, I’m superposed, Spit heat so fast, got the time dilated flows. Spinnin’ in circles like Feynman’s loops, While you stuck in Euclidean, I bend the truth! Event horizon bars, pullin’ you in, You tryna escape? Nah, you ain’t got spin. (Chorus) I’m runnin’ through dimensions like I’m folded in the string, You stayin’ in the simple while I hit the hyperspeed. Relativity, baby, time slow when I go, Drop bars so heavy, they collapse into flow! (Verse 2) Yo, don’t test me—Gödel’s got my back, Spit incompleteness, leave your theorem cracked. I’m entangled with the mic, superluminal spit, You decohere while my wave function legit. Schrödinger’s cat? Man, I already knew, Before you open that box, it’s already through. Causality’s broken when I step in the rhyme, Black hole verses—ain’t no exit this time! (Final Chorus) I’m runnin’ through dimensions like I’m folded in the string, You stayin’ in the simple while I hit the hyperspeed. Relativity, baby, time slow when I go, Drop bars so heavy, they collapse into flow!

(Heavy 808 beat drops, punctuated by sharp hi-hats) (Verse 1) Suraj doob raha hai, lekin meri aag jaldi hai Aadil Gangs ka naam suna hai? Darr lagta hai? Chahiye? Tu sochta hai tu bada hai, apna baap ban raha hai? Tere khatam karne mein, Aadil ko koi der nahi lagta hai! (Chorus) Aadil Gangs, darta nahi, darata hai! Aaj nahi diya toh, kal teri maut likh deta hai! Chita apni diya hai tune, maut chita apni diya hai! Aadil hai Yama Raj, yeh baat samajh le, saheba! (Verse 2) Tere sheher mein aag lagaunga, rakh kar dunga har ghar ko Tere bandey kehti hai bade hain, toh unko karunga maar dalo! Tu baat karta hai dhamkiyon ki, toh sun le meri baat saaf saaf Aadil ka naam sun ke, kaap jaati hai teri jaan, har taraf! (Chorus) Aadil Gangs, darta nahi, darata hai! Aaj nahi diya toh, kal teri maut likh deta hai! Chita apni diya hai tune, maut chita apni diya hai! Aadil hai Yama Raj, yeh baat samajh le, saheba! (Bridge) Haryanvi mein bol raha hu, samajh le meri baat ka matlab Aadil aur Aadil Gangs ka matlab hai... MAUT ka sabab! Phir bhi tu soch raha hai, ladne ki baat? Pagal hai kya? Tere hisse ka qabr khaali hai, aaj se hi likh deta hu main! (Chorus) Aadil Gangs, darta nahi, darata hai! Aaj nahi diya toh, kal teri maut likh deta hai! Chita apni diya hai tune, maut chita apni diya hai! Aadil hai Yama Raj, yeh baat samajh le, saheba! (Outro) (Beat fades with a final, echoing gunshot sound) Aadil Gangs... yaad rakhna... naam! (Sound of heavy breathing and a sinister laugh) By AADIL