Jay Maa Karni

"It’s lonely at the top, huh? When you built the whole house on lies. No foundation, no bricks, no spine. This the eulogy, this the wake… Welcome to your funeral, Aubrey." You talk like a boss, but you read from a script, No ink in your pen, but your pockets still thick. Quentin gave you lines, you ain't edit a bit, Now you flexin’ like the goat? Man, get off that trip. Boy, your image too clean, gotta hide the dirt, No scars, no wounds, where’s the pain in your verse? I bled for this, every bar I spit, You let the label dress you up and hand you hits. All that money in the bank, but you bankrupt still, A rented legacy, no classic feel. You play the long game, tryna dodge the real, But I see through the smoke, I know what’s concealed. No pen, no pain, no truth, no gain, Platinum plaques but your soul still stained. Top spot but you lost in the game, Charts can’t measure when the streets don’t bang. Numbers don’t lie, but they don’t mean much, When the art ain't real and the love ain't trust. Singing to the women just to dodge that smoke, How you rap like a wolf but you move like a ghost? Every album sound the same, ain't no range in your aim, Take the same old flow, put a new name, Boy, you industry-built, not a king in this reign, A prince with a crown that was bought, not gained. A popstar’s heart with a rapper’s disguise, You dance ‘round the truth while you monetize lies. I see through the Act, I ain't talkin' no play, You the main character in the fakest parade. No pen, no pain, no truth, no gain, Platinum plaques but your soul still stained. Top spot but you lost in the game, Charts can’t measure when the streets don’t bang. Meek aired you out, you just laughed on cue, Pusha pulled your card, had you callin' your crew. A son in the dark, till the light exposed, Man, the truth hit hard when the mask unfolds. You run from the real, boy, stay in your lane, You got shooters online, I got shooters with aim. You play the victim, then switch up the frame, It’s a game to you, but to us it’s your grave. You duckin’ that smoke, you scared of the fade, You buy your respect, but the debt ain't paid. Your name in the books, but your soul ain't saved, This the last supper—now bow to your grave. "I hear the whispers, the crying, the doubt… This what happens when you build your house on the sand. No pen, no pain, no legacy… no more."

Rylan, Rylan, so quik to agree, He's got no opinions, just echoes to see. He borrows thoughts like a library book, And claims them as his own, with a crooked hook! His mind's a mirror, reflecting what's said, No original ideas, just a borrowed thread. He's a parrot of opinions, squawking with glee, But when asked to think deep, he's as dry as can be! So here's to Rylan, the king of the band, A follower of thoughts, never taking a stand. May his echoes be loud, and his opinions be bright, But until he thinks for himself, he'll just be a copycat in flight!

Listen Doc, can we talk? I’ve got a lot on my mind. Got a minute? Your next patient? Oh, no doc, he’s fine. Look, I’ll make it quick, as long as you don’t mind. You’ve got a whole five minutes before you’re running behind. Looking in the mirror scares me, I can’t feel my soul, I’m empty. Can you lose your soul? Is that possible? Help me out here, Doc, I’m losing control. It’s like my identity dissolved, Up and left me with jack. That’s why I came to you, You’ll help me find my way back. I wasn’t always in such a bad place, Genetics, that’s who to blame. It was a matter of time, Doc, But it’d always end just the same. I miss the old me, remember her? She’s gone, I don’t know how, Yeah she left in a hurry. When was that? A year ago now. I wish she were here, cause, She’d know just what to do But she’s not here, is she Doc? So I guess we’re both screwed. But you can fix me, right? Of course you can! Give it to me straight Doc, what’s the game plan? A trial drug? Tell me, Doc, have any test users died? Seventy-one? Man, I don’t know Doc, luck’s really not on my side. Is that what this is? You want to admit me to some bed? Lose the condescending tone you use to mess with my head. You’re just some self-righteous shrink who thinks he’s my savior, But I’m not some fucking checklist of textbook behaviors Yes, Doc, I’m aware you’re an expert in mental health, No, Doc, I’ve never harmed others or myself. Maybe I don’t have your fancy degrees, Your silver-spoon, Harvard-grad P.H.D.s Geniuses don’t exactly come from my family tree, And I’m just a crazy bitch who calls it like she sees. But if you pull your head from your ass, I think you’ll agree. The reverse-psychology shit you pull won’t work on me. I know I’m insane, you diagnosed me months ago! Your notes? I’ve gotta place to stick ‘em, you won’t like it tho.

Villarreal on the game, Burroni got the flame, We expose the system, remember our names! They told you buy, buy, buy Now your money’s all gone, Working nine to five Just to barely hold on. They printing that cash while you breaking your ass Working all night, don't see day-light Trapped in the game, at the end, you wont like." Nike on my feet, Apple in my hand, Coke on the table, Ray-ban on their eyes. Tesla in the streets, Rolex on my wrist, Money in their arms, money in their hands. We all want to buy, but not not all want to act right. government wants our cash, now I’m in the ash They, promised us wealth, but inflation destroyed our health The leaders are planning they're making the rules, They promised relief but they knew they would fail, Rich people get the money while we're treated like fools. Raise the rates, force that spend, Then blame inflation when it doesn't end. Another bailout but no checks in the mail. They pushing the markets they playing the game, They winning the money we were stuck in shame. They print that money they tell you to spend Buy, own, show it off Happiness is granted, it is all you need A hollow joy, a broken mind, the only thing your missing is the latest phone. Nike on my feet, Apple in my hand, Coke on the table, Ray-ban on their eyes. Tesla in the streets, Rolex on my wrist, Money in their arms, money in their hands. We all want to buy, but not not all want to act right. government wants our cash, now I’m in the ash They, promised us wealth, but inflation destroyed our health

Tu falou foi do Cartier Mais não sabe que o Cartier te amassa no beat Seja trap seja rap as tuas rimas só me aquece Tu tá pior que o tempo de acréscimos Espero só o dia que tu venha aqui Vou te fazer sumir Tu vai ver oq significa abrir E não é abril Tu apanhou e ficou vazio Não fala de trap nem rap Pq tu nem sabe oq é Ciao em Italiano O Cartier te destrói nessa base E tua mina acha isso insano Ei im Fly Sono sempre in para Aspetto solo il mio ft con marra Voglio stare bene ma anche fare del bene Ora fammi spazio che sto per decolare Attento boy che sto per arrivare Sto pensando al mio cane Si mi fa ancora male Non so più come farmi aiutare E mi fanno sbagliare Tu falou foi do Cartier Mais não sabe que o Cartier te amassa no beat Seja trap seja rap as tuas rimas só me aquece Tu tá pior que o tempo de acréscimos Espero só o dia que tu venha aqui Vou te fazer sumir Tu vai ver oq significa abrir E não é abril Tu apanhou e ficou vazio Não fala de trap nem rap Pq tu nem sabe oq é Ciao em Italiano O Cartier te destrói nessa base E tua mina acha isso insano

(Verse 1) Load it up, press the start, Sounds like thunder, broke apart. Spinnin’ slow, then it stops, What’s this error? Man, I’m lost! (Pre-Chorus) Suds lock, unbalanced load, Shakin’ walls, ‘bout to explode! Ain’t no cycle, ain’t no spin, Guess it’s time to rage again! (Chorus) **F*** this washer, throw it out,** **Kicking, screaming, twist and shout!** **Unbalanced? I don’t care,** **This junk machine is past repair!** (Verse 2) Too much soap, flood the floor, Neighbors knockin’ at my door. Tub is slappin’, bearings fried, Ain’t no fix, this thing just died! (Pre-Chorus) Suds lock, unbalanced load, Shakin’ walls, ‘bout to explode! Ain’t no cycle, ain’t no spin, Guess it’s time to rage again! (Chorus) **F*** this washer, throw it out,** **Kicking, screaming, twist and shout!** **Unbalanced? I don’t care,** **This junk machine is past repair!** (Bridge) Tilt it back, drop it down, Let it bounce right off the ground! Drum is loose, wires fried, Guess this washer just complied! (Outro) Ain’t no cycle, ain't no beep, Ain’t no washer left to keep. Ain’t no spin, ain’t no drain, Guess I’ll never wash again!

Look—fuck bein’ broke, rather choke on a shell, Bury me deep ‘fore I rot in this hell. Livin’ off crumbs, ain't a goddamn option, So I’m cockin’ this Glock, leave ‘em red like a toxin. Came from the sewer where the rats run laps, Where the fiends sell dreams just to relapse fast. Law don’t exist when your stomach’s on E, Put the piece to his teeth, make ‘em talk with the heat. See, I ain’t got patience, I ain't got time, All I got’s rage and a fucked-up mind. Pull up on fate like “run me my shit,” Got blood in my eyes and a blade on my hip. Fuck a favor, I ain’t askin’ for help, I’ma make ‘em all pay, let ‘em bask in the shells. This ain't no sob story—this is war, If money’s the motive, then open that door!

Зачем Костя берет отцовский пенис в рот зачем все это зачем Зачем наш далбаеб сует себе пенис в рот зачем все это зачем Зачем наш далбаеб ебется с батей в рот Зачем все это зачем если батин пенис сзаде бьется краем в шоколаде то не знак что это варик брать хуяку себе в харю четверо отцовских друга ебут костю края луга между глаз сочится сперма нет на перерывы время папаша вылетел за хлебом ты уже ебешся с дедом и не стыдно без конца подставлять отцу туза отец вернулся в ночь с завода ты уже покрыт приходом из очка несет бананом мать прости костю еблана года летят а все не сменно нос отняло из-за спермы этому конца не быть мать смерилась с этим жить 10 лет летят как птицы мальчику уже за 30 Костян у бати под столом дрочит пенис будто гном но член отца уже не сладкий и уже не такой гладкий малыш не встал и костя злится отец не смог с этим смерится отец 5 лет уже не дома костя плачет в углу громко мать весит не первый день за дверьми стоит картель костя сосет главам картеля лиж-бы пролетело время косте нравится работа но его тревожит что-то костя день за днем на члене сперму льют быстро по вене и осинило нам еврея отцовский член сосать вкуснее текста писал илич третяковский

Am început sa strig Am început sa țip Sa strig de durere Nu pot sa mă mint Ca inima nu crede Si tot pe tine te vede Si Nu am sa ma intorc Unde aripile mi au fost frânte Caci tot ce a ramas sunt amintiri marunte Am ramas singur si nu pot sa te strig Nu mai am nici glas Sufletul mi ai ucis O sa cad în abis O sa ma sting Nu pot sa te ating, nu pot sa te simt Sunt insomniac nu pot sa mi revin Tot ce mi a ramas e o sticla de vin Să mă înec în gânduri si n venin Si tot ce am clădit odată acum dezbin Si totuși încă iti simt urmele Mi ai fost toate visele Vreau sa mi strigi iar numele  Aș vrea sa schimb acum tot ce am greșit Sa ma întorc în timp sa nu te fi iubit Aș vrea să mă încui în labirint Sa rămân acolo fară sa te simt Vrei sa ma vezi si nu pot sa te ignor Asa ti am dat sanse de mii de ori Un lucru e cert si nu dispare Ce aveam în suflet s a mutat în pl si ma doare Mă intreb mereu cu ce am greșit oare ----------- Si simt că morții tu ii dai viata Caci eu sunt vie Tu esti mort Si privirea ta ma îngheață Din privirea pulbere a ramas doar ceață Si stiu ca în paginile vietii totul am simtit Vorbele se uita Dar scrisul rămâne întipărit

Verse 1 Samy Raina, ek naam yaad rakhna, Zindagi ke raste, hamesha rahe tough na! Chhoti si galiyon se bade sapne laaye, Duniya ke saamne apne jazbaat dikhaye. "Started from the bottom, ab hai upar ride, Never gave up, got the fire inside. Struggles ke dino mein, pain ko saha, Ab khud ki kahaani mein hero bana!" --- **[Chorus]** Samy's life, ek rollercoaster ride hai, Hindi aur English, dono side-by-side hai. Mehnat aur junoon ne sapne sajaye, Dil se jeeta, khud ko banaya. --- **[Verse 2]** Ek time tha, jab sab kuch lagta tha lost, Par samay ne sikhaya, pay the cost. Failures ko banaya apna best dost, Ab kaam hai shining, aur hai boss! "Worked hard, no shortcuts, no hack, Samy Raina, always bounce back. Aaj bhi yaad wo purane wale days, But ab life hai alag hi craze!" --- **[Bridge]** Doston ke saath masti, family ka pyaar, Yeh hi toh banata hai zindagi ko star. Chhoti chhoti baaton mein happiness mile, Samy Raina ki kahani har dil tak chale! --- **[Outro]** "Never stop dreaming, keep your aim high, Samy ki story ka message – go and try! Zindagi ke safar ko maza lo, enjoy, Samy Raina, ek asli maverick boy!"

[Hook] เธอถามว่าจิงหรือหรอก Oh...เธอ...oh.....girl มีแค่ฉันหรือเปล่า... Oh..เธออย่างห่วงเลย ใครที่ว่าผมร้ายนั้นมันไม่จิงซักนิด อยากจะรบกวนให้เธอลองคิด I don't give a fuck ฉันไม่สนซักนิด ชูนิ้วกลางให้แม่งไป I'm Fuck you bitch [Verse] เธอบอกผมนั้นโคตรจะใจร้าย ที่ผ่านมาไม่เคยมีใครคล้าย ลองคิดดูสิ...ดีแต่ทำร้าย คนอย่างผมมันไม่มีใครคล้าย รักแค่ผมเธอบอกอย่าใจร้าย ชอบคุณจิงในตอนที่คุณร้าย ใจผมทำมันไม่คิดจะยอมใคร มาบอกกันก็ตอนเมื่อยามสาย [Hook] เธอถามว่าจิงหรือหรอก Oh...เธอ...oh.....girl มีแค่ฉันหรือเปล่า... Oh..เธออย่างห่วงเลย ใครที่ว่าผมร้ายนั้นมันไม่จิงซักนิด อยากจะรบกวนให้เธอลองคิด I don't give a fuck ฉันไม่สนซักนิด ชูนิ้วกลางให้แม่งไป I'm Fuck you bitch [Verse2] ที่ทำหลุบสายตาไม่ใช่ว่าพี่กลัว แต่ในสิ่งที่เห็นหนูนั้นมากับผัว Oh motherfuck damn shit เธอนั้นใจร้ายยิ่งกว่าผมซะเสียอีก ในสิ่งที่เธอทำผมเริ่มงงทุกๆตอน เธอสับรางเก่งกว่าตัวร้ายในละคร เธอบอกว่าทิ้งไปไม่มีวันมาอ้อนวอน ผมคงต้องสวดมนตร์ภาวนาและขอพร [Hook] เธอถามว่าจิงหรือหรอก Oh...เธอ...oh.....girl มีแค่ฉันหรือเปล่า... Oh..เธออย่างห่วงเลย ใครที่ว่าผมร้ายนั้นมันไม่จิงซักนิด อยากจะรบกวนให้เธอลองคิด I don't give a fuck ฉันไม่สนซักนิด ชูนิ้วกลางให้แม่งไป I'm Fuck you bitch [Verse3] ก่อนที่เธอจะไปทำไมไม่ลาสักคำ... วันนั้นจำได้ไหมที่เราเคยบอกรักกัน... คำสัญญาที่ให้เอาไว้ ฉันไม่ลืมมันสักวัน คำว่ารักตลอดไป ตอนนี้มันไม่คงสำคัญ ชีวิตคู่…ไม่ได้อยู่เพื่อคำว่ารัก ก็อย่างที่พี่โอเขาบอกไว้ว่า don’t give a fuck ทุกอย่างที่เคยดูสดใสแต่กลับมามืดลง เธอเห็นฉันเป็นก้อนหิน หรือว่าคลื่นลม ลืมไปหมดแล้วกับความรักที่เคยศรัทธา ใจแลกใจไม่ได้ซื้อใบสมัครมา ภาพมันวนเวียนอยู่ทุกครั้งตอนที่หลับตา จะให้เสียใจสักกี่ครั้งเธอคงไม่กลับมา [hook] เธอถามว่าจิงหรือหรอก Oh...เธอ..oh...girl มีแค่ฉันหรือเปล่า.. Oh...เธออย่างห่วงเลย [Verse] เธอยัยตัวร้ายโครตจะใจร้าย โดนเธอทิ้งทีเหมือนโดนต่อยฮุกซ้าย เจ็บอยู่ทุกทีที่กล่าวหาว่าผมร้าย ไม่มีแสงหรือทางไหนทำให้เลิกร้าย ใครจะดึงออกละกับความรู้สึกนั้น จบเลิกลากันไปมันคงจะดีกว่ามั่ง ร้ายจนทุกข์ระทมเจ็บปวดจนขมขื่น พอกันให้แล้วกันไม่มีวันมาขอคืน ให้ไปเธอหมดแล้วก็ยังบอกว่าไร้ค่า เกลียดเธอจนไม่อยากจะเห็นหน้า รู้ดีอยู่แล้วว่าเธอนั้นร้ายกว่า Fuck girl for you ยัยเธอชั้งร้ายกาจ ผมไม่เคยบอกว่าไม่อยากจะชัดเจน เป็นเธอเองนั้นแหล่ะที่แม่งไม่ชัดเอง Sorry i'm Sorry เป็นได้แค่ best friend มากกว่านี้ไม่ได้อยู่ Ok ผมไปเอง

Aaye Ga Vo Ek Din (Chorus) Aaye ga vo ek din, Jab chhodein sab yeh sin, Hath mein paisa, bhai, grin, Chhod do badi badi gin. (Verse 1) Main aa gaya thug life, Suno ab meri vibe, Kaha tha tu, bitches, chup, Ab main kar raha hun up. Khaali khwabon ki duniya, Karte the hum ab bhari, Jitne bhi dukh chhupaye, Aaj unka karenge bhari. (Chorus) Aaye ga vo ek din, Jab chhodein sab yeh sin, Hath mein paisa, bhai, grin, Chhod do badi badi gin. (Verse 2) Raat ko soye mat tu, Kyunki yeh sapne hai chhu, Aankhein khulengi jab tu, Karega tujhe yeh jadu. Ballin’ jaise lekin real, Flexin’ main, hoon main steel, Bitches chhodein sab feel, Aane do ab apna reel. (Chorus) Aaye ga vo ek din, Jab chhodein sab yeh sin, Hath mein paisa, bhai, grin, Chhod do badi badi gin. (Verse 3) Khud pe rakhna apna trust, Haar nahi, bhai, ab toh rust, Kar raha main apna bust, Duniya ko dikhana just.