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[Verse] Calle caliente, sin calma en los caseríos Tumban puertas, buscando los desvíos Malianteo abierto, pistolas en la cintura Donde el respeto se gana con bravura [Chorus] En el caserío, se siente la presión Donde el ruido de balas marca el son Droga y calle, siendo la lección Sobreviviendo al ritmo del cañón [Verse 2] Lampos azules rompen la noche muda Correteando sombras, la calma se esfuma En cada esquina, el negocio próspera Maliante con máscara, la ley desespera [Chorus] En el caserío, se siente la presión Donde el ruido de balas marca el son Droga y calle, siendo la lección Sobreviviendo al ritmo del cañón [Verse 3] Manos marcadas con el olor al perico En el barrio, el narco se vuelve rico Jovencitos en la esquina, vida de vicio Cuánto vale tu vida, depende del juicio [Bridge] Miradas frías, desconfianza en la acera Una traición, y te miden la carrera Respiras miedo, noches sin luna llena Sobreviviendo al caos de esta condena

Wakes up early with a tune in his head Picks up his guitar, lets the riff spread Switches to drums, lays down the groove Got a hundred ideas before he even moves Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From metal to blues, funk to the soul Hybrew won’t stop ‘til he’s sent ‘em all Hybrew’s got a million songs Every day, another one’s gone Guitar’s on fire, drums keep time Flooding your phone with another rhyme Family group chat’s blowin’ up again New demo sent to every friend Some say genius, some say insane But you know you’re gonna click that play again Emails fly, texts roll in Another track, man, where do we begin From country to jazz, doom to punk Hybrew won’t stop. there"s a jam called thunk"d (Soundcloud check it out) Hybrew’s got a million songs Hell,every day, he"s got another one. Guitar’s on fire, phone alert again at night Flooding your phone annoying alright. He don’t need no label deal Ain’t going for fame, just recording what’s real One man band with a dream so strong By the time you reply, he’s got three more songs One day gone, five tracks made Another riff and musical tracks laid. Hybrew’s still jammin’ with no end in sight Better check your inbox, he sent one last night

Ballad of Armpit, Ohio Middle of nowhere with nothing but cornfields everywhere. The only thing you see outside of towns. Combine tractors, soybeans and hay, and horse drawn buggies. (horse power) Their horses drop loads of apples on the roads. (huge turds) The olivesburg general store serves quality ice cream and sandwiches. Right down the road on 96: Flip "em around and it"s 69. Cow dung on your boots and I might be wrong. But like Three Eleven: I stay strong all along. I learned from the amish, the farmers, the Mansfield and Ashland Ohio brew throughs. Yeah you can buy beer in a drive through. That"s right : you can buy beer in a drive through. buying beer in a drive through. Did you listen to the song and did ya hear? You can go to: A drive through to buy beer. (genius idea) Seems safe to me, but that"s the middle of Ohio, middle of nowhere, the armpit of America. (O-H-I-O, O-H-I-O) Smoke the flower and weed nuggles, there"s place in Ohio named Ruggles. Corn Rows. Combines and very limited afros. So many Amish and Mennonite Clowns. Cornhole game. Cornhole toss. West Virginia and Randy Moss. (greatest receiver of all time) Paint a picture like my man bob ross. Hang on Sloopy. Sloopy Hang on. (O-H-I-O, O-H-I-O) From sane to insanity, next up on Hannity. What about Gutfeld or Watters World, maybe some O"Rielly Factor. Rachel Maddow is an idiot with a dumb looking hairdo. That"s right, a dudes hairdo. (bull dyke only talks about the 3rd Reich) Uncle Google got nothing to do with Microsoft Bing but they do the same thing. Bill Gates, Hates America. Libs do too. Where"s Waldo or Where"s Snowden? Nevermind, We got off track so back to the amish. (horse apples) They make solid wood furniture and quality quilts. Mattress Mack (shout out Houston) Ashland, Olivesburg, Adario, and Savannah, (olde Keyes is out of business; had a pizza burger with the cheese and pepperoni inside the meat) Mansfield Corn Rows (ghetto) Farmlands. (stank) Ohio. (sloopy hang on) Welcome to the armpit of America. (beer drive through and horse apples, too)

Kaun Mehfooz (Verse 1) Mehfooz, Mehfooz, kaun Mehfooz? Dil se jo sabki sunta, woh Mehfooz Sapne jo saare poora karta hai Har raah pe saath chalta hai (Chorus) Mehfooz, Mehfooz, kaun Mehfooz? Jo bhi aaye mushkil raaste, woh Mehfooz Himmat kabhi na haarta hai Doston ka sacha yaar hai (Verse 2) Mehfooz hai har ik baat mein Hasna, rona, sabhi jazbaat mein Uski kahaniyon ka rang alag hai Jahan jaaye bas khushiyon ka sang hai (Chorus) Mehfooz, Mehfooz, kaun Mehfooz? Jo bhi aaye mushkil raaste, woh Mehfooz Himmat kabhi na haarta hai Doston ka sacha yaar hai (Bridge) Mehfooz ki duniya rang birangi Uski baaton mein khushbu hai roshni Har lamhe ko jeene ka junoon hai Suno sab yeh, yeh kaun Mehfooz hai (Outro) Mehfooz, Mehfooz, kaun Mehfooz? Sath ho jo uska, sabko lage mehfooz Uski muskurahat hai sab pe bhaari Jeena hai Mehfooz ke rang mein pyaari

(Verse 1) Deividas logs in, it"s half past two, RGB lights got the whole room blue. Stack of energy drinks, headset tight, Another all-nighter? Yeah, that sounds right. (Chorus) Ohh, Deividas, step outside, Touch some grass, give it a try! But he just smirks, clicks his mouse, Says, "Why go out? I own this house!" (Verse 2) Frames stay high, got the setup maxed, Keyboard clicks like a battle axe. Friends hit him up, "Bro, let’s go chill," He just types back: "AFK—no will." (Chorus) Ohh, Deividas, step outside, Touch some grass, give it a try! But he just smirks, clicks his mouse, Says, "Why go out? I own this house!" (Outro) Maybe one day, he’ll see the sun, Till then, it’s ranked mode—game ain’t done.

(Verse 1) Aamulla herään, kello soi, Rinkka selässä, en oo valmis pois. Koko päivä taas vaan marssii, Mieli täynnä kysymyksiä ja väsymystä. Lähdetään metsään, ei tiedetä minne, Kivimetsä, soinen maasto, menee motivaatio ku edes ois taas kolmen kilsan rinne. Päivästä toiseen, ei mitään lepoa, Ja sitten tuli se, tuo tuomio. (Chorus) XA kuskiksi joutuminen, miksi juuri minä? Päivästä toiseen, ajetaan vaan, ei mikään riitä. Väsynyt, mutta ei auta, homma täytyy hoitaa, Onko tässä koko armeijan salaisuus? (Verse 2) Koko jengi huutaa, mut mun on pakko mennä, Koko kämppä ja maailma tuntuu kaatuvan niskaan. Ajelen hirveellä vauhdilla, mut en oo varma, Miten tää kone lähtee liikkeelle ilman karsinaa? Metsässä mut löytää taas päällikkö, Hän sanoo: "Pidä tää peli tiukkana, kuski!" Väännetään, käännetään, kivet lentää, Mut ei voi perääntyä, näin tää armeija pelittää. (Chorus) XA kuskiksi joutuminen, miksi juuri minä? Päivästä toiseen, ajetaan vaan, ei mikään riitä. Väsynyt, mutta ei auta, homma täytyy hoitaa, Onko tässä koko armeijan salaisuus? (Bridge) Sateessa ja mudassa, mut ei voi jäädä, Jos ei pärjää nyt, ei pärjää missään. Vaan me mennään eteenpäin, vaikka kaikki horjuu, Sillä XA kuskiksi joutuminen on meidän kohtalo. (Chorus) XA kuskiksi joutuminen, miksi juuri minä? Päivästä toiseen, ajetaan vaan, ei mikään riitä. Väsynyt, mutta ei auta, homma täytyy hoitaa, Onko tässä koko armeijan salaisuus? (Outro) XA kuskiksi joutuminen, mut ei voi valittaa, Tää on armeija, täällä vaan selviää. Jatketaan eteenpäin, vaikka kuinka painaisi, Armeija opettaa, että periksi ei anneta.

[Verse] Totu-i rece, parcă-s într-o înghețare, Lacul lebedelor, o pace-ntr-o stare, Visuri în oglindă, se sparg fără milă, Cu aripi frânte, mă simt fără silă. [Verse 2] Balet pe marginea prăpastiei, în pas lent, Inima mea plânge, iar sufletu-i absent, Zborul e pierdut, doar umbre pe scenă, Și timpul se frânge-ntr-o durere eternă. [Chorus] Nu-mi ignora dorul, strigăt din tăcere, În tumultul nopții, întorc privirea grea, Lacrimile cad, spre o lume-n moarte, Speranța dispare, iar soarta mă trăda. [Bridge] Sub lună plină, amintiri se-nvârtesc, Un dans fantomatic, ce-n mintea mea trăiesc, Fosnete de aripi într-un răsărit senin, Șoaptele se pierd, într-un noapte fără vin. [Verse 3] Schimbare de ritm, tre" să țin pasul, Tornadă de gânduri, m-aștept într-o casul, Nu mă-mpiedic, alerg printre șoapte, Dintr-un lac liniștit, la viteza rap-tapte. [Chorus] Nu-mi ignora dorul, strigăt din tăcere, În tumultul nopții, întorc privirea grea, Lacrimile cad, spre o lume-n moarte, Speranța dispare, iar soarta mă trăda.

Verse 1) Yo, Wyatt, here we go again, round three Another dumb fight over nothin’, seriously? One minute we tight, the next it’s a war Then you block me like you slammin’ shut a door I’m sittin’ here wonderin’, what did I do? Replayin’ the convo, searchin’ for a clue Man, I ain’t tryna beef, I ain’t tryna stress But you ghost me like a poltergeist, leavin’ a mess (Chorus) Wyatt, why you always startin’ these fights? Blockin’ my number, then actin’ all right? Unblock me like it never went down But I ain"t forget, I"m tired of this now I answer when you call, but when I ring you? You let it go to voicemail, man, what’s the issue? Wyatt, I’m tired of playin’ this game One day you my brother, next day I’m to blame (Verse 2) Every time we talk, it’s like déjà vu Same old drama, same attitude I ain’t tryna beef, man, I got love But this back and forth got me givin’ up You mad at me? Then say it to my face Quit actin’ like a ghost, disappearin’ with no trace We used to be tight, we used to be cool But now it’s like you playin’ by some one-sided rules (Chorus) Wyatt, why you always startin’ these fights? Blockin’ my number, then actin’ all right? Unblock me like it never went down But I ain"t forget, I"m tired of this now I answer when you call, but when I ring you? You let it go to voicemail, man, what’s the issue? Wyatt, I’m tired of playin’ this game One day you my brother, next day I’m to blame (Bridge) Man, I ain’t tryna keep up with the cycle Tired of the silence, tired of the title “Best friends” but it’s feelin’ real one-way If this how it is, then I might walk away (Outro) So Wyatt, if you hear this, tell me what’s up I ain’t got time for this back and forth stuff You my boy, but I need somethin’ real Not just a friend when you feelin’ the feel Either we fix it, or we let it be But I ain’t tryna play no hide-and-seek Wyatt, my guy, don’t make me decide Cuz real friends ride, they don’t run and hide.

A good human life is in my opinion a balance between comfort, freedom, relationships, and personal growth. It is not just about surviving but about feeling fulfilled. However, as technology grows, it raises a question: will it improve our ability to live a good life, or will it take away what makes life meaningful to us? So, as I said before, a good life is built on a balance of tree important points. First, comfort because it provides the foundation for well-being. When people do not have to struggle for basic needs, they can better focus on what they like. Second, freedom and autonomy are crucial, people want to feel in control of their own lives and choices and not having someone to always dictate what they have to do. The last one, personal growth is important because spending your life not being or doing what you want is not something pleasant. A fulfilling life includes experiences and emotions both in a positive and negative way, challenges and struggles often shape our identities. Now, technology has the power to both improve and worsen these elements of a good life. On the positive side, it improves efficiency and well being. Automation reduces repetitive work, giving people more time for personal growth and relationships. Progress in medicine and science improve health and extend lifespans, allowing for longer and more fulfilling lives. Furthermore, technology provides access to knowledge, accelerating learning. (Search for security can be bad) However, this subject is more nuanced/has more colors to it. A major concern can be the loss of freedom and privacy. As seen in the dystopian book 1984, constant surveillance and data collection can limit individuality and autonomy. Additionally, there is the danger of emotional and social disconnection. While technology connects people virtually, it can also replace real human interactions, leading to a lack of emotional depth in their relationships. Social media, for example, can create the illusion of connection while reducing meaningful face-to-face interactions. So the impact of technology on human life depends on how it is used. If it is harnessed to improve well-being or expand knowledge, it can be a powerful tool for a better future. However, if it is used to control or manipulate, or even replace human experiences, it will take away what makes life meaningful. The goal is finding a balance: take advantage of the benefits of technology while being sure that it doesn"t take away the emotions and experiences that define us as human beings

Always a Friend for Life **(Verse 1)** Always a friend, we rise till the end, Chloe and Lana, our bond we defend, Stackin" this paper, no time for pretend, Haters gon’ hate, but we break; we mend. Together we hustle, we never gon" settle, Chasin" this dream, we’re heavy like metal, With God on our side, yeah, blessin" the grind, Global ambition, we’re outta our minds. **(Chorus)** Always a friend, we ballin" like kings and queens, Flexin" on haters, we do our own thing, Dreamin" real big, yeah, reach for that fame, Loyalty strong, we never play games. **(Verse 2)** Street life so cold, but we keep it hot, Got love for my crew, givin" all that we got, Money ain"t the mission, but yeah, we gon" cop, Came from the bottom, can’t ever be stopped. Reality checks while we poppin" these dreams, Stacking our wins, yeah, bursting at seams, Feelin’ the pressure, but we rise like the sun, Killin’ the doubt, we do this for fun. **(Chorus)** Always a friend, we ballin" like kings and queens, Flexin" on haters, we do our own thing, Dreamin" real big, yeah, reach for that fame, Loyalty strong, we never play games. **(Bridge)** Thug life, we livin", respect is the code, Comin" up strong, we heavy on the road, Dreams on the table, we servin" it hot, Ain"t no backin" down, we takin" our shot. **(Verse 3)** Rise from the ashes, like a phoenix we soar, Success on the line, yeah, always want more, Fame on our radar, we pray, we hustle, God got our backs while we flexin" our muscle. Chloe and Lana, forever we grind, Always a friend, leave no one behind, Money come and go, but loyalty’s gold, With the world in our hands, watch the story unfold. **(Chorus)** Always a friend, we ballin" like kings and queens, Flexin" on haters, we do our own thing, Dreamin" real big, yeah, reach for that fame, Loyalty strong, we never play games. **(Outro)** So here’s to the come up, cheers to the grind, Always a friend, in this life, we shine, Got dreams so global, we takin" this trip, Chloe and Lana, can’t stop what’s legit.

[Verse] Woke up with a scheme and a wild chance Street"s a jungle baby it’s a dance Pockets empty but my dreams are stacked Life’s a card game and I play it jacked [Verse 2] Shadow moves when the night turns cold Hustling hard for the things I hold One way ticket to the danger zone Riding solo in a world unknown [Chorus] I’m a gangstar living on the edge Got no map just a razor’s edge In the dark where the wild ones play Every night is a brand new day [Verse 3] City lights flicker in my rearview Chasing freedom in a world untrue Every turn every dive’s a risk But I breathe fire with every twist [Bridge] Can’t slow down can’t hit the brakes Running fast before the dawn breaks Living loud in a silent scream Driving hard on the edge of the dream [Chorus] I’m a gangstar living on the edge Got no map just a razor’s edge In the dark where the wild ones play Every night is a brand new day

Neva Fake Neva Fake to brothers and fam, Sippin’ Henny, plot the plan, Fuck fake friends, they ain’t the real, I rise up, grind, that’s how I feel. Bitches talkin’, they can’t relate, Empty smiles, can’t take the bait, Haters lurkin’, but I’m too blessed, Comeback strong, I’ll never rest. City lights, we dreamin’ big, God on my side, always dig, Ambition burnin’, fuel the fire, Flexin’ hard, climbin’ up higher. Anger built up, can’t hold it back, Fake love lurks, but I stay on track, Bad news spread, but I’m still livin’, Family tight, that’s my real mission. Yeah, I’m ballin’ while they just sit, Bitch, I hustle, never quit, Thuggin’ hard, keepin’ it true, These so-called friends, I’m through with you. Come up grindin’, it’s a vibe, All my brothers, we come alive, Fake bitches try to pull me down, But I’m the king, I wear the crown. Respect the hustle, respect the game, I’m on my grind, I’ll make my name, Never settle, never fold, Real ones with me, we break the mold. So raise a glass, toast to the fam, Neva Fake, this is who I am, With every step, I’m makin’ waves, In this life, it’s us who pave. Bitch, remember, when it’s all said, Fake friends gone, I’m seein’ red, But I’m the one who’ll make it through, It’s me and mine, we stay true.