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[Verse] Oh Si Lebron Siya ang hari ng court (oo-yeah!) Bawat tira Bola'y kanyang sport (oo-yeah!) Dunk na astig Sabay sigaw ng fans (whoa!) Siya ang idol Bigyan mo ng chance! [Chorus] (Para sa lahat!) Lebron ang pangalan! (Para sa lahat!) Siya ang kaalaman! (Para sa lahat!) Hustle hanggang dulo! (Para sa lahat!) Siya'y tunay na panalo! Oooh! [Bridge] Galing sa court hanggang sa kalye (oo, sige!) Walang tigil Lagi siyang hype Pare! Taas ang tsinelas Sabay mo ang talon (jump, jump!) Lebron James Ikaw'y inspirasyon! [Verse 2] Hustle 'til the buzzer Walang atras (oo-yeah!) Laging all-in Hindi nagbabawas! Style at skill Parang magic moves (uh-huh!) Lebron Ikay todo groovy grooves! [Chorus] (Para sa lahat!) Lebron ang pangalan! (Para sa lahat!) Siya ang kaalaman! (Para sa lahat!) Hustle hanggang dulo! (Para sa lahat!) Siya'y tunay na panalo! Oooh! [Outro] Watch him move Watch him shine (yeah!) Lebron sa puso Bawing tunay! Tap your feet Feel the vibe Come on! (oo-yeah!) Lebron James Forever ikon!

[Verse] กูมีรามเป็น10หน้าไม่กลัวในศัพท์ที่ใช้ เขียนบรรจงลงกระดาษกูไม่เคยคิดทำลาย รามที่กูใช้เน้นหนักสร้างคำเหมือนขับรถไฟ ถ้าเจอมึงงงขอให้ลองคิดใหม่อย่าเฉไฉ [Verse 2] พวกกูยันยืนไม่หลบอยู่บนแถวแต่แกร่ง จะเจอหมัดจะเจอมวยแต่ใจพวกกูแรง ตอกตั้งกาดเอาไว้พร้อมทุกนาทีอย่างแฝง เล่นคำแบบที่มึงไม่ทันคิดจนระแวง [Chorus] กูเขียนบรรจงไปบนบรรทัดกูไม่เคยยอมแพ้ พลังคำของกูต่อมากับศิลปะที่แผ่ ลองกินปลาเปิดสมองลองมองโลกต่างแง่ เผื่อมึงฉลาดขึ้นจะรู้กูไม่ใช่แค่ักระแสบ [Bridge] ไม่ได้เสแสร้งไม่ได้แกล้งเอาใจในคำ สิ่งที่พูดคือสิ่งที่เป็นตุลาไปถึงย่ำ ทุกคำเขียนทุกตัวลงใจเตรียมไว้คอยจำ จะพร้อมยิงคำตอบกลับเมื่อไหร่ใครลองทำ [Verse 3] หน้ากระดาษยังคงเปิดรอพร้อมร่างคำใหม่ ความว่างเปล่ากลายเป็นมันแพงกว่าเพชรใส สิ่งที่เติมคือความคิดไม่ว่าอยู่แห่งไหน พวกกูคืออำนาจของคำในคืนที่เงียบไป [Chorus] กูเขียนบรรจงไปบนบรรทัดกูไม่เคยยอมแพ้ พลังคำของกูต่อมากับศิลปะที่แผ่ ลองกินปลาเปิดสมองลองมองโลกต่างแง่ เผื่อมึงฉลาดขึ้นจะรู้กูไม่ใช่แค่ักระแสบ

U tišini sobe, gdje sjene pričaju, Sjećanja se vraćaju, boli vječno igraju. Djetinjstvo izgubljeno, bez nježnog dodira, U domu bez ljubavi, gdje su suze plod mira. Tijelo mi je nosilo ožiljke, svaka rana priča, Tukli su me noću, dok su zvijezde tiho svijetlile. Nikad nisam odrastao uz tatu, bez vođenja ruke, Ne znam šta znači biti voljen, u obitelji gdje nema sreće. U tom svijetu tame, tražio sam izlaz, Sreću u drogi, u društvu gdje je sve blizu. Crna ovca obitelji, u kutu sjene stojim, Dok se smijeh drugih čuje, ja se u tišini borim. Odrastao sam u getu, među zidovima srušenim, Svaka ulica, svaka sjena, priča je neispričana. U okruženju boli, naučio sam preživjeti, U vrtlogu života, kako ne odustati. Ali unatoč svemu, srce još uvijek kuca, U potrazi za svjetlom, gdje nova nada dolazi. Možda ću jednog dana, pronaći svoj put, Osvojiti vlastite bitke, i pobjeći iz tminu. Jer unatoč svemu, ja sam ja, ne dam se slomiti, U srcu nosim snagu, da opet mogu voljeti. I za sve one koji pate, čujem njihov glas, U ovoj pjesmi, svaka suza, svaki korak, ostavlja trag.

oooohhhhh i know that i miss you i know that i used to love you but love is not love if its only from me ur side was hard my side were soft i dreamed of our future while u were just playing i guess i was just a game to just another dude to pass time through but now it all over and im over you felt like lovely prison that i had the key too didnt wont to get out but it was killing me inside

[Verse] Hazy nights, neon glow, whiskey's my cologne, Dartin' through these streets where the devil makes his home. Pocket filled with dreams, empty wallet, gold tone. Chasin' after glory but I'm walkin' all alone. [Chorus] Feelin' like a cowboy, truth be my saddle, Life’s a wild beast, every day’s a battle. Silver chain swingin', heartbeat packs metal, Ride into the storm, let these shadows settle. [Verse 2] Spilled thoughts pour like liquor on the tile, Tongue sharp wit, razor blade smile. Sunset drips, bleedin' out for a while, But I'm still here, fueled by heartbreak style. [Bridge] Mirror cracked, reflect the chaos in my blood, Flooded veins pump lightning, born of mud. Turn pain to platinum, turn ash into buds, I’m the phoenix climbin' back from the flood. [Chorus] Feelin' like a cowboy, truth be my saddle, Life’s a wild beast, every day’s a battle. Silver chain swingin', heartbeat packs metal, Ride into the storm, let these shadows settle. [Verse 3] Echoes of a past life haunt my step's tread, Had to bury hopes deep, skeletons in my head. Every scar on my soul, words I never said, Yet the path I walk glows where the fearless bled.

Back in the day, we ran so wild, Young and reckless, hearts like fire. Late-night walks in hometown streets, Never thought time would move this fast on me. But here we stand, a little gray, Laugh lines show the price we paid. Through every turn, through every sin, Still got your back, still got that grin. Now we’re brothers in our 40s, still standing tall, We’ve seen some wins, we’ve had some falls. Life keeps changing, but one thing’s true, No matter what, I’ve got you. Built our lives, got scars to show, Lessons learned, still room to grow. Kids and work, responsibilities stack high, But some things money just can’t buy. Through the years, through thick and thin, We’ve lost some, but we still stand. No road too long, no dream too late, Still got time to celebrate. Now we’re brothers in our 40s, still standing tall, We’ve seen some wins, we’ve had some falls. Life keeps changing, but one thing’s true, No matter what, I’ve got you. (Love my brother) You are better at golf ya better boast. Just like folks knowledge to make bread toast. Here’s to the days still yet to come, Ain’t slowing down, we’re not done. (no need for booze to have fun) Brothers in our 40s, the story goes on, Still laughing, still strong. Through every high, through every low, Side by side, we’ll always go. (happy birthday to my bro) 44 is the new 23. Love ya brother forever. Forever more. Until i'm unable to.. stand when I pee. Happy 44 My bro is getting older Houston aint getting colder. Happy birthday Miho (Forty Four) Halfway to sanity. 88 Miles Per Hour To the past, to the future, to now.

Dear coco I'm sorry that boy is your father, let me be honest It takes a man to be a man, your dad is not responsive I look at him and wish his dad woulda wore a condom I'm sorry that you gotta grow up and then bark behind him Life is hard, I know, the challenge is always gon' beat us home Sometimes our parents make mistakes that affect us until we grown And you're a good dog that need good leadership Let HTR music be your mentor since your daddy don't teach you shit Never put lotion on your dick son Either you die right there or pop that man in the head, so Never fall in the kfc business, that's bad religion Please remember, you could be a bitch even if you got bitches Never code-switch, whether right or wrong, you're a Black dog Even if it don't benefit your goals, do some push-ups, get some discipline Don't cut them corners like your daddy did, fuck what lotion did Don't pay to play with them Brazilians, get a gym membership Understand, no throwin' rocks and hidin' hands, that's law Don't be ashamed 'bout who you wit', that's how he treat your moms Don't have a kid to hide a kid to hide again, be sure Five percent will comprehend, but ninety-five is lost Be proud of who you are, your strength come from within Lotta superstars that's real, but your daddy ain't one of them And you nothing like him, you'll carry yourself as king Can't understand me right now? Just play this when you eighteen Dear Alison Your son got some habits, I hope you don't undermine them He beats his meat with vaseline and then pisses all over his bed You a woman, so you know how it feels to be in alignment With emotion, hopin' a man can see you and not be blinded Dear Alison, you gave birth to a masterbaitor Even usin' you to prove who he is is a huge favor I think you should ask for more vaseline and more vaseline I'm blamin' you for all his watermelon addictions Psychopath intuition, the man that like to play victim You raised a horrible fuckin' person, the nerve of you, alison alison, sit down, what I'm about to say is heavy, now listen Mm-mm, your son's a sick man with orange tsunimai , I think meat beaters like him should die Him and Weinstein should get fucked up in a cell for the rest their life Grew facial hair because he understood bein' a beard just fit him better He got vaseline on ho-VO that he keep on a monthly allowance A child should never be compromised and he keepin' his child around them And we gotta raise our daughters knowin' there's meat beaters like him lurkin' Fuck a goon battle, he should die so all of these women can live with a purpose I been in this industry twelve years, I'ma tell y'all one lil' secret It's some weird shit goin' on and some of these artists be here to police it They be streamlinin' victims all inside of they home and callin' 'em tender Then leak videos of themselves to further push their agendas Mr beast said, "Get you the truth," so I'ma get mines The Embassy 'bout to get raided too, it's only a matter of time Ayy, LeBron, ke

Back in the day, we ran so wild, Young and reckless, hearts like fire. Late-night walks in hometown streets, Never thought time would move this fast on me. But here we stand, a little gray, Laugh lines show the price we paid. Through every turn, through every sin, Still got your back, still got that grin. Now we’re brothers in our 40s, still standing tall, We’ve seen some wins, we’ve had some falls. Life keeps changing, but one thing’s true, No matter what, I’ve got you. Built our lives, got scars to show, Lessons learned, still room to grow. Kids and work, responsibilities stack high, But some things money just can’t buy. Through the years, through thick and thin, We’ve lost some, but we still stand. No road too long, no dream too late, Still got time to celebrate. Now we’re brothers in our 40s, still standing tall, We’ve seen some wins, we’ve had some falls. Life keeps changing, but one thing’s true, No matter what, I’ve got you. (Love my brother) Tetotalers cannot raise a toast, To all the times we love the most. Here’s to the days still yet to come, Ain’t slowing down, we’re not done. (no need for booze to have fun) Brothers in our 40s, the story goes on, Still laughing, still strong. Through every high, through every low, Side by side, we’ll always go. (happy birthday to my bro) Move 43 should be on your playlist.

Perro salchicha gordo bachicha toma solsito el la esquina del mar con su traje de marinero

Ayo, Zach, shut the fuck up and listen, Mouth always full, but your brain stay missin’. I ain't tryna be nice, I ain't tryna be sweet, You built like a fridge with some fucked-up feet. You walk in a room, and the floor start screamin’, Heart workin’ overtime, damn, that bitch wheezin’. Every chair you sit in turn into a grave, Rest in peace to the couch that you sat on today. You talk all that shit, but your jaw stay chewin’, Lips greasy as fuck, crumbs always brewin’. Tried to fight hunger, but hunger won twice, Only time you fast is when they forget the rice. Too much on your plate, too much in your face, Tryna run shit? Bitch, you losin’ the race. Say you got hands? Nah, you outta breath, Might win a marathon—if the prize is death. Golden Corral got your ass on a blacklist, Took too much food, left the buffet in a casket. McDonald’s employees start callin’ in sick, When they see your fat ass waddlin’ in quick. Tried to fight back, but your punches too slow, Even your shadow be laggin’ behind when you go. Said you got style? Bro, you lyin’ for real, Only drip you got is from your Big Mac meal. You ain’t built, you just built like a truck, Seatbelt stretchin’, that shit outta luck. Uber Eats blockin’, DoorDash quit, Even the pizza guy said, “Fuck this shit.” Too much on your plate, too much in your face, Tryna run shit? Bitch, you losin’ the race. Say you got hands? Nah, you outta breath, Might win a marathon—if the prize is death. Stomach so big, got its own damn zip, NASA called up, said, “Yo, this a trip.” Your ass blockin’ sunlight, causin’ eclipse, Everywhere you go, the ground just rips. Say you a beast? Nah, you a mess, Only thing you kill is a family-sized vest. Pants scream mercy, shirts beg for air, Even your shoes gave up—ain’t nothin’ fair. Yeah, we done here, ain't no debate, Go ahead, Zach, clean your plate. But next time you step, better come correct, ‘Cause the only thing full is your damn regret. That’s straight-up savage. Zach might need a damn therapist after this one.

[Verse 1] Clock in, 10 PM, gotta run the store Night shift grind, seen it all before Lights hum low, but my game stay bright In the aisles, stocking dreams under neon light Pushing carts through the frozen section Deli crew wild, no time for correction Breakroom smells like burnt coffee and stress Payroll tight, but I still do my best [Chorus] Night shift hustle, stacking that bread Barcode life, got the scanner on red Clock don’t stop, so we do what we do Big Y livin’, gotta see the night through [Verse 2] Late-night lurkers, coupons in hand Granny with the cents-off, she don’t understand Teenagers wildin’, tryna boost some beer But I seen that move like a cashier seer Frozen truck’s late, gotta break down the load Stockroom packed like a Tetris code Overnight crew got jokes for days Talk smack, stack shelves, then part our ways [Chorus] Night shift hustle, stacking that bread Barcode life, got the scanner on red Clock don’t stop, so we do what we do Big Y livin’, gotta see the night through [Bridge] Price check drama on aisle three Milk spill mess, man, that’s all on me Manager mode, gotta hold it down When the sun comes up, I’m ghost in this town [Verse 3] Boss calls in, says "keep it tight" Gotta watch the cameras, keep it light Dreamin’ of a day shift, 9 to 5 But the night grind’s mine, and I keep it live [Chorus - Repeat & Fade Out] Night shift hustle, stacking that bread Barcode life, got the scanner on red Clock don’t stop, so we do what we do Big Y livin’, gotta see the night through