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The guitar screams, the drums collide, A storm of thunder rising inside. Feel the chaos, let it ignite, We’re rebels chasing the edge of the night. Caged by the system, trapped in the lie, But we’re breaking free, reaching the sky. No more silence, no more fear, The revolution’s loud and clear. Chorus (Rock Anthem) Rise up! Let your fire burn, The wheels of fate are bound to turn. Through the shadows, hear the call, We’ll fight, we’ll rise, we’ll never fall! Verse 2 (Rap Bridge) Yo, the flames keep burnin’, the struggle’s alive, We’re pushin’ past limits, we’re born to survive. They tried to knock us down, keep us enslaved, But we’re diggin’ out paths, no one’s grave’s been paved. They tell us to bow, to follow the rules, But we’re not their pawns, we’re not their fools. One life, one shot, we’re takin’ it all, Stand tall, break walls, let the system fall. Chorus (Rock Anthem) Rise up! Let your fire burn, The wheels of fate are bound to turn. Through the shadows, hear the call, We’ll fight, we’ll rise, we’ll never fall! Bridge (Melodic Transition) Ooooh, we’ve walked through the fire, Chasing dreams and burning desire. Through the ashes, we’ve been reborn, A phoenix rising to face the storm. Outro (Melodic Ending) And when the dust has settled down, We’ll wear the scars like a golden crown. Together we’ll stand, hearts intertwined, The rhythm of hope, forever aligned.

Tu sam u hotelu Iskaran A u bulji cuci jedan kurac ili dva Svi koji ste me jebali, ma hvala vam Bez vas, ne bi bio tolko izjeban Huh, mi budale karane My boys ridin big dicks suckin em Izađem na kitu, čujem kako hvale me Kao lana rhodes kad izađem na sperme Fo' shi' sho', ne'ko bu' ti kurcinu izlizo Fo' shi' sho', mali onda bude guzove stiso Kako zvučite kad izgasi se svetla sva Kao mali kurcic, I do got sum time for you Kaže čuo me na pornhubu na tabletu I napalio se: bucko, ajde daj mi tvoju kurcinu Mali evo me nize Hajde izjebi me vise jos Samo daj da se digne Reci gde bi da svrsimo Mali evo me nize Hajde izjebi me vise jos Samo daj da se digne Reci gde bi da svrsimo Sta njake ovaj nisam dobar kao Posle bude sorry nisam dosta trajo Dick sucking spree Nisam sekund stao Na tvoj stomak sam se - isvrsavo Znas da jebe me kao mia malkova Ja i Dildo spoj ko Bati - Maradona Big dick in the pants, vadi, bend me over I'm gonna take the D kad rasirim rcma Crnjo, Crnjo Jer unutra samo Roze i Ljigavo je Kad sam u BG-u ne mogu bez kurcine U ZG-u stalno drkaju mi dlacice Na uvo sapucem mu aj me jebi tatice Ništa pička, I only want the penis, bebo Kako zvucim ko da silovo me Sandi Pego Kad izvuce osecam se jako nezno A kad se svuce, drkam, nema veze sto nisam hteo Mali evo me nize Hajde izjebi me vise jos Samo daj da se digne Reci gde bi da svrsimo Mali evo me nize Hajde izjebi me vise jos Samo daj da se digne Reci gde bi da svrsimo

"Il faut... il faut... vite... mur..." Couplet 1: Yo, dans le monde des granulats, y'a un type qui nous mène la vie dure Un consultant, un pro de la chienne, qui nous fait tourner en bourrique Il balance ses "il faut" comme des cailloux dans une bétonnière "Il faut aller vite", "on va droit dans le mur", c'est sa litanie Du sable, du gravier, du tout-venant, du stérile, il veut tout et tout de suite Mais son stress, il nous le transmet, et ça crée des tensions, c'est pas du gâteau ! Refrain: Consultant, consultant, toujours à nous mettre la pression Avec tes phrases toutes faites, t'es une vraie obsession "Il faut", "vite", "mur", c'est ton refrain préféré T'as pas l'air de comprendre, qu'on a besoin de respirer ! Couplet 2: Il parle de "problèmes", de "catastrophes", il aime bien dramatiser Il nous met les uns contre les autres, c'est sa spécialité "C'est énorme", "c'est catastrophique", il exagère à mort Il oublie qu'on est une équipe, et qu'on a besoin de s'apporter Pont: On bosse dans le BTP, c'est pas de la tarte Mais avec toi, c'est encore plus dur à avaler Tes méthodes, tes phrases, ça nous use les nerfs On aurait préféré un collègue, plutôt qu'un perturbateur Refrain: Consultant, consultant, toujours à nous mettre la pression Avec tes phrases toutes faites, t'es une vraie obsession "Il faut", "vite", "mur", c'est ton refrain préféré T'as pas l'air de comprendre, qu'on a besoin de respirer ! Outro: Scratch : "Enorme... catastrophique... pas le choix..."

(Verse 1) Yo, Ziv, comin' up short—literally, though, Barely see you in the crowd, bro, where’d you go? You’re tiny like your game, your presence is whack, Step up to me, you’ll get crushed on this track. And what’s that smell? Oh, that must be you, Rollin’ through the block like a garbage crew. Deodorant’s a thing, man, give it a shot, You reek so bad, plants in your path just rot. (Chorus) Ziv, you’re small, you stink, no doubt, The air clears up when you step out. Short fuse, no style, it’s all a mess, This diss right here just laid you to rest. (Verse 2) Ziv’s so short, he can’t reach the bar, Even when I set it low, he’s stuck where he are. Smellin’ like a skunk, bro, what’s the deal? Your hygiene’s a myth; it’s barely real. Small stature, but your ego’s big, Walkin’ around like you own the gig. Nah, Ziv, you’re just a passing breeze, But the stink you leave? That’s a disease. (Bridge) Man, Ziv, it’s time for a change, A shower, a scrub—yeah, rearrange. Can’t mask the stench, can’t grow the height, But maybe, just maybe, you’ll fix it tonight. (Chorus) Ziv, you’re small, you stink, no doubt, The air clears up when you step out. Short fuse, no style, it’s all a mess, This diss right here just laid you to rest. (Outro) So, Ziv, take notes, learn from the best, This game ain’t yours—consider it a test. Short, smelly, and lost, that’s your lane, This diss just sealed your hall of shame. Mic dropped. 🎤

Yo, Haze, step back, you ain't ready for this, Short stack with glasses? Man, you’re easy to diss. Bald head shining like a beacon of defeat, Soundin’ like a kid when you try to bring the heat. What’s the deal, Haze? Your vibe’s all wrong, Voice cracks hittin’ every word in your song. Lookin’ like a librarian, lost in the game, You’re a placeholder here, I’m the one with the name. (Chorus) Haze, you’re short, you’re weak, can’t compete, Bald dome, tiny tone—take a seat. Step to the mic? Nah, you’re out of your league, I’m droppin’ bars; you’re droppin’ fatigue. (Verse 2) Haze, you’re see-through, like your name implies, No presence, no power—just empty tries. Your voice sounds prepubescent, like a cartoon, While I’m droppin’ bombs, you’re stuck hummin’ tunes. Think you’re smart? Those glasses don’t help, Still can’t see the L you’re takin’ for yourself. Bald and small, yeah, a rough combination, I’m takin’ you down, no hesitation. (Bridge) Man, Haze, you’re a lightweight fight, No height, no bite, just wrong in the light. This ain’t your lane; better switch your route, Before I end this game with a single shout. (Chorus) Haze, you’re short, you’re weak, can’t compete, Bald dome, tiny tone—take a seat. Step to the mic? Nah, you’re out of your league, I’m droppin’ bars; you’re droppin’ fatigue. (Outro) Haze, this diss is your final call, Little voice, no hair, and you’re way too small. Fade to the back; your time is done, This track just proved who’s number one. Mic dropped. 🎤

(Verse 1) Dharti hai humari maa, isse mat rulana, Pedh katoge toh saansein kahan se laana? Plastic se nadiyan ho rahi hai gandi, Bachane ka waqt hai, na bano ab andhi. Har boond bachao, yeh paani hai anmol, Kal ki duniya ke liye yeh sabse bada goal. Chalo uth jao, kuch kadam uthao, Dharti ko bachane ka vaada nibhayo. (Chorus) Hawa ko saaf rakh, dhuaan mat phailana, Bhavishya bachane ka waada hai nibhana. Urja bachao, solar apnao, Har chhota kadam bada asar dikhayega. (Bridge) Milke banayenge duniya ko green, Koshish se aayegi naye sapno ki scene. Registan na bane humare yeh shehar, Aaj hi sambhalo, tabhi hoga sunder pehar. (Outro) Sab saath aao, awaaz uthao, Dharti ko bachane ki kasam dilwao. Yeh ghar hai humara, pyaar se sajana, Kal ka suraj hasega, bas yeh dikhana.

Yo, Shatgi, better step aside, Tryna roll with me, but you can't ride. Think you're a boss, but you're just too slow, Out of breath, man, after one flow. They call you heavyweight, but it’s not in the ring, More like heavyweight in the burger king. Stackin' up plates like you’re buildin’ a tower, Out here, I’m flexin’, you’re losin’ power. (Chorus) Shatgi, can’t keep the pace, Chasin’ your dreams, but you lost the race. Big man, small moves, that’s your brand, Step to me, bro? You don’t understand. (Verse 2) You’re rollin’ up like a boulder downhill, But when it comes to rap, you ain’t got the skill. Bars so light, they could float in the breeze, While your steps shake the ground like tectonic seas. You’re snackin’ on rhymes like they’re fries on a tray, But you’ll never taste victory today. Big presence? Nah, just a big excuse, While I drop hits, you just reproduce. (Bridge) Shatgi, it ain’t about the size you bring, It’s the heart and the fire, the passion to sting. But you’re all talk, no spark, no shine, Stick to the buffet; this mic is mine. (Chorus) Shatgi, can’t keep the pace, Chasin’ your dreams, but you lost the race. Big man, small moves, that’s your brand, Step to me, bro? You don’t understand. (Outro) So take a seat, Shatgi, grab a snack, This mic’s for pros; there’s no turnin’ back. Big man energy? Nah, just a flop, I’m the one runnin’ this—straight to the top. Mic dropped. 🎤

La puissance, Tu connais la puissance, les gars vous connaissez la puissance, Ecoute le son de la puissance, Ruddy c'est avec deux D et non pas avec un D. PAW PAW Sans lui le site était partit en couille Lorsqu'il est arrivé, il les a tous liquidéeeeee il a remis en ordre et tej les casse-couilles. BOUMM Ruddy fait son mieux pour passer chez L'Oréal Mais malheureusement il est comme M-BAPPER au Réal Le salaire de TRSB est moins chère que le prix du diesel Si une chose ne va pas, ça monte et tire a balle réel. PAW PAW "Eh les gars je vais vous défoncé!" braaaah braahhh Fréro désoler c'est sur toi que je suis tombé non mais les gars vous etes sérieux la j'suis pas votre darons les gars paw paw

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[Hook] Hate, hate, we will always hate, We will never wait, we are always late. Hate, hate, hate, we won’t open the gate, We are in phase eight, eight, hate, hate, hate. [Verse 1] Step to the scene, got the world irate, No time for love, it’s a toxic state. Fuel in my veins, I’m a fire, no bait, Burn it all down, yeah, it’s phase eight. You are so fake, fake, can’t relate, Talking all big, but we highkey ate. No cap in my game, just a raw debate, Living in the shadows where the real ones create. [Hook] Hate, hate, we will always hate, We will never wait, we are always late. Hate, hate, hate, we won’t open the gate, We are in phase eight, eight, hate, hate, hate. [Verse 2] Hate’s my armor, my shield, my sword, Language of the broken, can’t be ignored. Pain in my chest, yeah, my heart’s discord, But the hate keeps me moving, my silent reward. You are so fake, fake, I see your fate, Flipping the script while I dominate. We stacking our wins, yeah, we highkey ate, Locked in phase eight, this is checkmate. [Bridge] Hate’s a cycle, a locked-up chain, But it keeps me numb to the searing pain. Locked in a cage, but I’ll entertain, Phase eight’s my home, my domain of disdain. [Hook] Hate, hate, we will always hate, We will never wait, we are always late. Hate, hate, hate, we won’t open the gate, We are in phase eight, eight, hate, hate, hate. [Outro] Phase eight, no escape, just resonate, Hate’s the anthem, the endless state. You are so fake, fake, but it’s checkmate, Hate, hate, till we disintegrate.

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