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نگران نسل ما نباشید ما بلدیم توی معادله x رو پیدا کنیم شاید بلد نباشیم لاستیک ماشین عوض کنیم اما بلدیم x پیدا کنیم شاید چیزی از مالیات و قبض، نفهمیم یا حتی ندونیم که چطور باید پرداختش کرد اما بلدیم x پیدا کنیم شاید بلد نباشیم احساساتمون کنترل کنیم ولی بلدیم x لعنتی رو پیدا کنیم بلدیم تو ۴۰ دیقه انشا بنویسیم یا حتی بَلدیم فردوسی ۸ قرن پیش چی کار کرده اما بلد نیستیم چجوری باید خونه بخریم یا چجوری رزومه کاری بنویسیم مدرسه بهم یاد داد که چجوری حفظ کنم بازگو کنم و بعدش همرو فراموش کنم داره بهم یاد میده که چجوری با ۲ ساعت خواب کنار بیام تا تکلیف تورو انجام بدم تکلیفی که هیج جای زندگیم به کارم نمیاد داری بهم یاد میدی که مدرسه دیگه جای یادگیری نیست فقط محل حفظ کردن و بازگو کردنه هیچی به ما یاد ندادین جز اینکه چطور x پیدا کنیم

🎤 උදේ පටන් ගන්න මගෙ රැප් විදියෙන්, අදහන්න, ආස ගන්නයි අපිට හදන විදියෙන්, කාලය අස්සේ කතා මැද ගායනා, නවීන කාලේ, අපේ කතාව රැයී පායනා. සැබෑ පෙරෙන්නි ඊයේ ගැන දැනුණා, අපේ සිතේ සීනය මේ සැම දෙනි සුලව්ව, නවීන කාලේ අපේ පත්තරේ පෙත, අහන්න, බලන්න, බලාපොරොත්තු එකතු කෙත. ගායනා, රැයී, ආසන්නය අහන්න, මගේ හදේ හඬ ලියන්නයි, මැදහන්න, මිතුරැනි, අලුත් විදිහක් බලන්න, ඔබේ ගීතේ සැනසීම අහන්න, ගායනා කරන්න. ජීවිතය සෙමෙන් ගෙවන්න, අයියා, අපි රැයී පුරා හෙට දිගුකිරීම අයියා, නවීන කාලේ ගීතේ පෙරැයිය, අහන්න, බලන්න, අපි හඳුනාගන්නායි කාලය. 🎤

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........................ ......................... ........................... Zindagi ma hazaro jan Aadhe bhand , baaki luuund (yeah) Ye bande saare kaam ke ni ye naam ke saage Mera naam sunte he inki gaaandee fatteee ............... Ye rupees ke peeche bane puppies Ye khono ke risto ko bhula ke bane sage Mere saamne aathe he mujhe gale Lage Mere peet me ghopa khangar inki zindagi kardu banjar Ye khuda se ni ye khudi he se darre Inki zindagi hai kali bole aksar karma is a bitch bolu aksar aksar aksar aksar Kaale panne gore akshar bole aksar bs kr bs kr Log bane ajgar ajgar piche pade aksar ajgar Chakku chura bhago bach kr bhagun aksar aksar aksar Kaale panne gore akshar bole aksar bas kr bas kr Ye aage bante ek peeche bante 5 saamne aate he karte nanga nach Ye property ke naam property ke daam property se kaam ye property hai jaam Mera dil h sakth Mere pe ni h wakt Iski batte zaher ma tha du kher Ye bane shakuni tera bhai to kr$na hai Aise log mere dil ko ni bhate hai pata ni karna hi kya chate hai inke mu pe to chante hai Inke kaale karam Inhein kha le bharam Ye kare na sharam

Talha mera yaar hai, kaun hai Talha? Pura Pakistan jaanta, Karachi ki galiyon ka chirag hai woh Akela raha tha, magar hausla tha uska buland Aaj pura Pakistan uske saath hai, uska naam hai chamakta hua aftab Talha mera yaar hai, doston ka sardar hai Jo bhi usko jaanta, uska deewana ho jaata hai India se lekar Pakistan, uska naam goonjta hai Talha mera yaar hai, sabka pyaar hai Jab bhi stage pe aata, log hosh kho baithe Baaton mein woh shaitaan, lekin dil ka hai saaf Gane uske sunkar, log hote hain deewane "Who's Talha?" poochho, sab kehte hain "legend hai woh bhai" Talha mera yaar hai, doston ka sardar hai Jo bhi usko jaanta, uska deewana ho jaata hai India se lekar Pakistan, uska naam goonjta hai Talha mera yaar hai, sabka pyaar hai Karachi ki galiyon se nikla, aaj duniya ko rulata hai Apne lafzon se, apne geeton se, sabko sikhata hai "Apne bado se poochho," kehta hai woh har baar Jinke tum gaane gaate ho, woh jaante hain Talha ko pyaar se Talha mera yaar hai, sabka pyaar hai Puri duniya mein uska naam, har dil mein uska ghar hai Talha mera yaar hai, sabka pyaar hai...

**Title: "Queer Theory" (A Pride Parody of "Wesley's Theory")** **Verse 1** *(Smooth, jazzy intro with a funky bassline)* Yeah, Uncle Sam ain’t here—it’s Auntie Divine, Whisperin’, “Baby, let’s paint the town in rainbow lines. You’re out the closet, now the world’s your runway, But watch your back, they’ll love your flair then price-gouge your parade.” They say, “Be proud! Wave that flag up high!” Then sell your tears as merch, cash in on your cry. Pride Month discounts, but where’s the reparations? They tokenize your rage, then gentrify your nations. **Chorus** *(Soulful harmonies)* Welcome to the party, where the margins got receipts, We’re loud, we’re legion, dancing in the streets. But when the glitter settles, who’s left to pay the cost? They want our rhythm, not the roots—don’t let your pride get lost. **Verse 2** *(Beat drops, faster flow)* Stonewall’s ghosts in my Docs, voguing through the flames, They tried to box us out, but we rewrote the game. Ballroom royalty, duckwalks on the cash, Coded language flipped—now “queer”’s a battle pass. Landlords hike the rent when rainbows hit the block, But we’re the architects—sashay, renovate the plot. They banned our books, but honey, we’re the shelves, Our love’s a protest song we’ll never sing to themselves. **Bridge** *(Haunting synth, spoken-word cadence)* Auntie Divine leans in, lips glossed like revolution: “They’ll drape you in their flags, then demand your absolution. But we’re the seeds that bloom in concrete, roots deep as pain, The system’s scared of joy—so dance in the hurricane.” **Outro** *(Uplifting choir, triumphant horns)* We’re the sons of Sylvia, the daughters of Marsha’s flame, Every scar a sequin, every law we’ll disobey. The future’s nonbinary, twirling in the sun, Queer theory’s simple: We. Won’t. Be. Undone. *(Fade out with a disco beat and snaps)* --- **Note**: This parody reimagines Kendrick’s critique of systemic exploitation through an LGBTQ+ lens, celebrating resilience while challenging commodification. It honors icons like Marsha P. Johnson and Sylvia Rivera, weaving ballroom culture and Pride’s radical roots into its rhythm.

Yo, suno sab, yeh hai Talha ka dasta, Pakistan ka beta, India ka dhum macha rakha. Talaq naam se log pagal ho jaate hain, Par Talha naam se shehron mein baat chalti hai. Niji abhi baccha hai, par awaaz hai bullet, Har line mein fire, har beat pe hai impact. Main nahi, meri art hai jo bolti hai, Har gaali, har shehar, har ghar mein dholti hai. Log kehte hain, "Kaun hai yeh Talha?" Jo rap ki duniya mein chhaa gaya hai pal bhar mein. Pakistan se nikla, India mein dhum macha rakha, Ab poora desh jaanta hai, kaun hai yeh banda. Talaq naam se log darre, par Talha naam se chillaye, Har verse mein truth bomb, har line mein fire. Niji abhi baccha hai, par game mein hai khaas, Jo bhi sunta hai, kehta hai, "Yaar, yeh toh hai mass!"

[Intro] Yeah I know sometimes Things may not always make sense to you right now But hey What Daddy always tell you? Straighten up, little soldier Stiffen up that upper lip What you cryin' about? You got me [Verse 1] Hailie, I know you miss your mom, and I know you miss your dad When I'm gone, but I'm tryin' to give you the life that I never had I can see you're sad, even when you smile, even when you laugh I can see it in your eyes, deep inside you wanna cry 'Cause you're scared, I ain't there, Daddy's wit' you in your prayers No more cryin', wipe them tears, Daddy's here, no more nightmares We gon' pull together through it, we gon' do it Lainie, Uncle's crazy, ain't he? Yeah, but he loves you, girl, and you better know it We're all we got in this world when it spins, when it swirls When it whirls, when it twirls, two little beautiful girls Lookin' puzzled, in a daze, I know it's confusin' you Daddy's always on the move, Mama's always on the news I try to keep you sheltered from it, but somehow it seems The harder that I try to do that, the more it backfires on me All the things growin' up as Daddy that he had to see Daddy don't want you to see, but you see just as much as he did We did not plan it to be this way, your mother and me But things have got so bad between us, I don't see us ever bein' Together ever again, like we used to be when we was teenagers But then, of course, everything always happens for a reason I guess it was never meant to be But it's just somethin' we have no control over, and that's what destiny is But no more worries, rest your head and go to sleep Maybe one day we'll wake up and this'll all just be a dream [Chorus] Now hush, little baby, don't you cry Everything's gonna be alright Stiffen that upper lip up, little lady, I told ya Daddy's here to hold ya through the night I know Mommy's not here right now and we don't know why We feel how we feel inside It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby But I promise Mama's gon' be alright [Verse 2] Heh, it's funny I remember back one year when Daddy had no money Mommy wrapped the Christmas presents up and stuck 'em under the tree And said some of 'em were from me 'cause Daddy couldn't buy 'em I'll never forget that Christmas, I sat up the whole night crying 'Cause Daddy felt like a bum—see, Daddy had a job But his job was to keep the food on the table for you and Mom And at the time, every house that we lived in Either kept gettin' broken into and robbed or shot up on the block And your Mom was savin' money for you in a jar Tryin' to start a piggy bank for you so you could go to college Almost had a thousand dollars 'til someone broke in and stole it And I know it hurt so bad it broke your Mama's heart And it seemed like everything was just startin' to fall apart Mom and Dad was arguin' a lot So Mama moved back on to Chalmers in the flat, one-bedroom apartment And Dad moved back to the other side of 8 Mile on Novara

Prrrr aaa kukavicaa (verse) Veljko četri dana šmrče, Napala ga nesanica NA LEKINOM NIKADA NEĆE BITI NESTAŠICA!!! RARA RAAA Veljko vuče kao lud, Radi ga na neki blud Ako iscima ribe isplatiće se trud Ra ra raaa Na kapiji moka te čeka Nanjuši te iz daleka Čuva svoju mirnu luku Gleda kome da otkine ruku NANANA NA NA (chorus) KUMAra je dovla glava, Sluša kebu starog lava -Ćene da ga degla doktor vrti glavom kao rotor -U vugli mu je samo motor Brrrm brrrrm Ide zika STARA Pesma brena lepa Malo VIKI MALO ŠEMSA (verse) HEEJ SUZE BRIŠU SVE U ŽIVOTU MOM PROHUJAO SI SVIHOROM Prrrr RAAA TA TA (CHORUS) GDE je Peca, koju vreba bije nekog ne da leba -Ka-pe-tem petak sreda Viče samo šta ti treba treba NANANAN NA NA Čekam ZBA da nam dođe Dal će priča da nam prođe Oću rizle ukus grožđe -oranž bad dođe voće Čekam ZBU, čeka ŠARA Roterdamu više para Ide pesma ona stara VRTI TRAKA Ide Dara RA RA SVI SU TU KAO NEKADA ČUJE SE PESMA STARIH DRUGOVA Samo tii Tii nisi kraj mene UOOHOO HOO Bane vrti MAŠTU VRAĆA Centar SAVA LETNJA bašta Zimi KOLOS bilo svašta Šmrko, zguto - jašta, jašta TA ta ratatataa Pitanja su uvek ista zna li se o braći išta Rekoh- negde,asvalt, pista u trenutku dvesta trista dva motora ista ista beli zver je čista čista Crven ceo blista blista Brrrm rrrm brrrrm Sedim čekam, opet svane Ziku vrti, kida bane ČETRI dana neće stane ĆUTIM gledam brojim dane Raaaaaaa -Keša ne sme mane mane Basevima mrdamo organe, Daj od cece, onu za rane Na crveno nikad da se stane Brrm brrrrrm Prođi samnom kroz crvenooo Veljko veljko, u crveno crveno Peti dan bunilo bunilo Šesti dan Sve ga zbunilo Sedmi dan Rekord ludilo NANANA NA NA (CHORUS) Dovla kida kada treba Sedi čisti ja ga gledam Kaže nekog ću da skenjam Tu je A-ka četres sedam Nikad nikom da se predam RATATA TA RAAA Onaj Peca luda glava Dal će ikada da spava Kida ljude poput lava Baca druge taj sa splava Nisi dobar pravac sava Raaaa nana (verse) Ceo život tu sam negde Nekad davno neke berbe Jurim gledam samo evre Čuvam braću samo vredne Nananan Na na Dani tužni dani sreće Sve nas hoće pa nas neće Samo ćutiš srce trepće Nosiš cveće pališ sveće Svuda samo braća prava Kad se kara dodje rava Karabatić ava ava Strava rava eva prava Bože spasi da se skrasi Prvoj klasi prvi krasi Gasi strasti dušu spasi Trajni dani noću tajni Mračni gadni Jutrom sjajni Raaatatata ta Ceo život tu sam negde Dani tužni dani sreće Sve nas hoće pa nas neće Samo ćutiš srce trepće Lekino brdo

আরে এ গাধাদের দল, কেন এত রং-ঢং? নেশা কর কম। সবদূরে গিয়ে মরা। আমি তোদের হোগা মারি, কথা ক কম। যত সব চোদনার লগে, করছি বন্ধন। স্বাগতম, স্বাগতম, স্বাগতম বোকাচোদার হুর পাড়াতে; ভাম্বোলা, খানকির পোলা, হালা বাথ্রুমের দরজাটা খুল-রে পেয়াজ কি অনিয়ন- সে তো একি কথা, তোদের অস্তিত্ত পুরাডাই ব্যার্থতা। পরমাণুর fyp তে আহে এডি কি, উপরে নিচে, ডানে বামে "Sorry", উপরে নিচে,, শুধু খালি Baddie তে ভর্তি। নির্বিচ got no bitch, তা আমি চুদিনা।।।। চুগ্ধর সাথে দুগ্ধ ছাড়া আর তো কিছু মিলে না । অর্ধেক নান খেয়ে পেট তো ভাই ভরে না, উদ্ভট শত উল্টো চিন্তায় জীবন কভু আগায় না। না, না, ওয় যে part-time প্রতিবন্ধী, নিজের হোগা নিজে মারতে, নিজের লগেই সন্ধি৷ ভোস্কাইন্যার চোদনে, মাথা করে হনহন। ভাংগা ফ্রিজের ভাংগা মাল করছে জীবন ধন। আরেএএএএএএএ ভোস্কাইন্যার চোদনে, মাথা করে হনহন। ভাংগা ফ্রিজের ভাংগা মাল করছে জীবন ধন৷

SCARFALL WARRIOR - VIDHAYAK GAMER 🔥 (AI-Generated Motivational Rap Song) [Verse 1] Jab gire toh uthna, yeh rule hai mera, Battle royale hai, yahan jeetna hai tera! Drop se utarta, loot ka safar, Ek pal ki bhi galti, toh khatam hai safar! [Chorus] 🔥 ScarFall, yeh fight hai meri! 🔥 Har game ek nai kahani teri! 🔥 Na dar, na ruk, na haar tu manne, 🔥 Bas ek hi mission—champion banne! [Verse 2] AK ya sniper, jo haath aaye, Vidhayak Gamer ka naam chamkaaye! Zameen pe hoon ya safe zone ke paar, Koi bhi aaye, main ready har baar! [Bridge] Map bada ya squad ho tight, Har jagah likha hai fight ka invite! Vidhayak Gamer jo aaye field mein, Jeet likhi hai uski हर deal में! [Outro] Jo bhi ho, kabhi peeche mat hatna, Game nahi yeh, ek jazbaat hai, sapna! ScarFall ka king, naam sab yaad rakhen, Vidhayak Gamer ki kahani sab sunayen! 🔥 Vidhayak Gamer OP! 🔥

[Verse 1] Ayo, TESFU laced this shit with a pulse, Lyrik Blaze talkin’ love, but keep the glizzy in my holster. Shorty got a death stare, but her kiss resuscitate, She Brooklyn to the core—love her like I love the hate. We met where the choppas sing and the sirens cry, She ain’t scared of the drill, she the rider in my ride. Lips sweeter than AriZona, but her heart made of steel, Opps try to slide? She yell, “Babe, let’s make ’em kneel!” She don’t cap, keep it solid, got my back like a Kevlar, *Love her through the droughts, still my day-one in the vel’ car. We chase bags in the AM, vibe in the PM, Her grind got me hooked—fuck a Perc, she my medicine. [Chorus] Bed-Stuy heartbeats, we sync like sirens in the night, Love in the trenches—ain’t no heist without a fight. She my shooter, my loot, got me cuffed with no key, Blaze in love, but the streets still run through my DNA. [Verse 2] Her ex tried to jux my spot, now he ghost on the ‘Gram, She said, “Fuck that lameshit—you the king of my pyramid.” We link at the bodega, Dutch split, no 50/50, She the plug for my pain, got me laughin’ through the city gritty. Her vibe colder than February, but her touch start a fire, We crash in the Wraith, got the block in the rearview, higher. She don’t fold under pressure, call her Cici with the steel, Love her like the game—murder anybody tryna split the feel. Tattoo her name on my clavicle, right next to the scars, She the truth in a world full of snakes and fake gods. [Bridge] They ask why I’m locked in—she the code to my cage, Turn my lows into hype, got me rhymin’ through the rage. TESFU’s keys got the heavens weepin’ melodies, She my Brooklyn lullaby, fuck a fairytale, Jezebel. [Chorus] Bed-Stuy heartbeats, we sync like sirens in the night, Love in the trenches—ain’t no heist without a fight. She my shooter, my loot, got me cuffed with no key, Blaze in love, but the streets still run through my DNA. [Outro] Yeah, b!tch—it’s lyrical love, TESFU on the track, Where the roses got thorns and the heartbeats shoot back. She my downfall, my crown, my Bed-Stuy eclipse, Blaze in her atmosphere—fuck a kiss, take my clip.