City Lights

(Verse 1) I lose my temper, get mad, just say "f it all," Demons in my head, they keep on making that call. All I wanna do is make my family proud, But they see me slipping, lost deep in the crowd. (Chorus) I'm fighting these battles, it's hard to stay strong, Trying to find my path, but everything feels so wrong. I'll rise from the ashes, won't let it take my soul, Gonna break these chains, and take back control. (Verse 2) Every night’s a struggle, can’t escape my mind, Searching for some peace, but it’s so hard to find. Thoughts racing, heart pacing, it’s a constant fight, In this dark tunnel, I'm reaching for the light. (Bridge) I hear their whispers, telling me I'll fail, But I ain't giving in, I'm blazing my own trail. Through the storm, through the fire, I’ll stand tall, Even when it feels like I'm about to fall. I’m about to fall (Chorus) I'm fighting these battles, man, it's hard to stay strong, Trying to find my path, but everything feels wrong. I'll rise from the ashes, won't let it take my soul, Gonna break these chains, and take back control. (Outro) I'ma keep pushing forward, no matter the cost, In this war inside me, I won't be lost. For my family, for myself, I'll make it through, In this fight for my life, I'll find something true. (Verse 3) I’ve been down and out, but I’m rising from the dirt, Every scar, every wound, yeah, it’s proof of my worth. They said I couldn’t make it, said I’d never succeed, But I’m planting my dreams, and I’m growing from my seed. I’ve seen the darkest nights, felt the coldest of the breeze, But I’m building my strength, no more falling to my knees. In this game of life, I’m playing my own role, Writing my own story, yeah, I’m taking control. No more looking back, gotta focus on the now, I’m chasing my dreams, and I’m making that vow. To never give up, and to always stay true, To the person I am, and the things I wanna do. So here’s to the struggle, and here’s to the fight, I’m shining my light, even in the darkest night. With every step forward, I’m leaving my mark, Turning my pain into a work of art. (Chorus) I'm fighting these battles, man, it's hard to stay strong, Trying to find my path, but everything feels wrong. I'll rise from the ashes, won't let it take my soul, Gonna break these chains, and take back control. (Outro) I’m a warrior, a fighter, I’ll never back down, In the face of adversity, I’ll wear my crown. For my family , for myself, I’ll make it through, In this fight for my life, I’ll find something so true.

Ayy, yeah) Tunnel vision, I see lights, Lost my mind but found my sight. Took a trip, ain’t comin’ back, Real ain’t real, imagine that. What’s the time? What’s the space? Where’s my mind? Lost in waves.) I been floatin’ off the map, Ain’t no ceiling, ain’t no trap. Took a dive into the deep, Saw my future, came right back. Lights flash, brain stretch, Colors drippin’, thoughts connect. Time don’t tick, I just drift, Feelin’ like a cosmic myth. (Hold up) Visions turn to hieroglyphs, Every bar like magic scripts. Every thought a universe, My whole life a manuscript. Neon rivers, I let go, I see patterns in my soul. Bass is knockin’, I don’t know, Am I here or just a ghost? Psychedelic, mind electric, Took one step, now I’m ascended. Ain’t no limits, ain’t no fences, I see life from different lenses. Psychedelic, moonlight metric, Bass hit hard, my heart kinetic. World keep spinnin’, I’m kinetic, I don’t move—I get projected. Ooooh, I been in the matrix, Glitchin’ in and outta phases. Saw the gods, had conversations, Told me “boy, just keep creating.” Told ‘em bet, now I’m on, Take my past and make it gold. Turn my sins into a song, Turn my mind into a throne. (Yeah) What’s a dream? What’s a thought? What’s a trip if you ain’t lost? What’s a fear if you confront it? What’s a chain if you unlock? Neon rivers, I let go, I see patterns in my soul. Bass is knockin’, I don’t know, Am I here or just a ghost? Psychedelic, mind electric, Took one step, now I’m ascended. Ain’t no limits, ain’t no fences, I see life from different lenses. Psychedelic, moonlight metric, Bass hit hard, my heart kinetic. World keep spinnin’, I’m kinetic, I don’t move—I get projected. I been here before, In another life, another form. All my visions come alive, I ain’t dreamin’—I just ride. Tunnel vision, I see lights, Lost my mind but found my sight. Took a trip, ain’t comin’ back, Real ain’t real, imagine that.

Topper madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer vaskefrie dager, Roper N.K og jeg puller opp uten rifle (okei) Ække min feil, at jeg glemte å låse skapet Ta meg sykefri for krig det skal jeg ikke i Samler troppen min, for beverly er 10 av 10 Troppen roper "fuck leiren!" Viser N.K langefingeren (fuck deg!) Ga meg refs for at bikkestrekken var for jævlig (hva faen!) Tenker fuck it, EY! Kan du holde kjeft Når vi stikker herfra lover jeg det blir full fest Proper og vi puller opp helt forskjellig (okei) Ække vår feil, at staben ikke pratet sammen Topper saniteten med no skader, bare halve troppen løper intervaller Roper Gjerdsbakk, hvordan fant du all den driten (okei) Ække min feil at du dro inn dritten selv Tester lunta til han Andrésen Dobbel halv det var ikke så enkelt Bing, bam, boom, snusen tapper min konto ekke rart når N.K ber meg om å bommer han pronto, Driller til vi blir mongo Gjør at hjernen blir dongo Hakke rå til bilett, men søker perm uansett Troppsjef du er så grei, N.K skriker på meg Thoresen du la lista Landloven den ble mista! Tenker fuck it, EY, jeg skal bli menig nå Staben styrer ikke 1.2 noe lenger nå Nervik, føler seg i sin Mercedes har på solbriller, og tror han er så jævli kul Topper Madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer pussefrie dager Roper Tre Av, og det ser jo helt for jævli ut Ække min feil, var Thoresen som lærte meg Sondre Thoresen bare slapp av Vi syns bare det var veldi vansklig Edling, du er jo bare snill og grei helt til, rekrutter får fram det værste i deg. Topper Madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer rekruttfrie dager Roper Løge! vi skal gjøre alt ting riktig Nå er vi, nå er vi ferdig som rekrutter her Topper Norge med noen gode soldater Vi feier fredfulle dager.

Sax in the background, life playin’ the keys, Desert nights, under skies with a warm breeze. 23, Arizona soul, walkin’ the sands, Buildin’ castles in my mind with my own two hands. Cactus shadows stretch, paintin’ stories in the dirt, Scars on my soul, but they’re lessons, not hurt. Late-night drives, moonlight kissin’ the glass, Thinkin’ ’bout the future while I’m learnin’ from the past. Trumpets blow smooth like the calm in my veins, Life’s a jazz solo, improvise through the pain. Chillin’ in the rhythm, I’m the bassline king, Every note a power move, let the harmony sing. Coffee shops hum, vinyl cracks in the air, Catch a vibe in the moment, lose the weight of despair. Not everything’s perfect, and I don’t claim to be, But I’m a desert bird, learnin’ how to fly free. Power’s in the stillness, the beauty of the now, Breathe deep, exhale, let it show me how. Life’s a jam session, gotta play it my way, Brush the dirt off my kicks, keep it cool like Miles’ fade. Trumpets blow smooth like the calm in my veins, Life’s a jazz solo, improvise through the pain. Chillin’ in the rhythm, I’m the bassline king, Every note a power move, let the harmony sing. Breathe in the sunlight, feel it melt the weight, Every dark night ends, watch me reshape my fate. Horn breaks and the world fades out for a sec, All that’s left is my mind, and I show it respect. Sax lingers, like a story that ain’t done, Desert dreams carry me till I’m one with the sun. Power ain’t loud, it’s a quiet refrain, Arizona jazz, flowin’ smooth in my veins.

Topper madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer vaskefrie dager, Roper N.K og jeg puller opp uten rifle (okei) Ække min feil, at jeg glemte å låse skapet Ta meg sykefri for krig det skal jeg ikke i Samler troppen min, for beverly er 10 av 10 Troppen roper "fuck leiren!" Viser N.K langefingeren (fuck deg!) Ga meg refs for at bikkestrekken var for jævlig (hva faen!) Tenker fuck it, EY! Kan du holde kjeft Når vi stikker herfra lover jeg det blir full fest Proper og vi puller opp helt forskjellig (okei) Ække vår feil, at staben ikke pratet sammen Topper saniteten med no skader, bare halve troppen løper intervaller Roper Gjerdsbakk, hvordan fant du all den driten (okei) Ække min feil at du dro inn dritten selv Tester lunta til han Andrésen Dobbel halv det var ikke så enkelt Bing, bam, boom, snusen tapper min konto ekke rart når N.K ber meg om å bommer han pronto, Driller til vi blir mongo Gjør at hjernen blir dongo Hakke rå til bilett, men søker perm uansett Troppsjef du er så grei, N.K skriker på meg Thoresen du la lista Landloven den ble mista! Tenker fuck it, EY, jeg skal bli menig nå Staben styrer ikke 1.2 noe lenger nå Nervik, føler seg i sin Mercedes har på solbriller, og tror han er så jævli kul Topper Madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer pussefrie dager Roper Tre Av, og det ser jo helt for jævli ut Ække min feil, var Thoresen som lærte meg Sondre Thoresen bare slapp av Vi syns bare det var veldi vansklig Edling, du er jo bare snill og grei helt til, rekrutter får fram det værste i deg. Topper Madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer rekruttfrie dager Roper Løge! vi skal gjøre alt ting riktig Nå er vi, nå er vi ferdig som rekrutter her Topper Norge med noen gode soldater Vi feier fredfulle dager.

Topper madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer vaskefrie dager, Roper N.K og jeg puller opp uten rifle (okei) Ække min feil, at jeg glemte å låse skapet Ta meg sykefri for krig det skal jeg ikke i Samler troppen min, for beverly er 10 av 10 Troppen roper "fuck leiren!" Viser N.K langefingeren (fuck deg!) Ga meg refs for at bikkestrekken var for jævlig (hva faen!) Tenker fuck it, EY! Kan du holde kjeft Når vi stikker herfra lover jeg det blir full fest Proper og vi puller opp helt forskjellig (okei) Ække vår feil, at staben ikke pratet sammen Topper saniteten med no skader, bare halve troppen løper intervaller Roper Gjerdsbakk, hvordan fant du all den driten (okei) Ække min feil at du dro inn dritten selv Tester lunta til han Andrésen Dobbel halv det var ikke så enkelt Bing, bam, boom, snusen tapper min konto ekke rart når N.K ber meg om å bommer han pronto, Driller til vi blir mongo Gjør at hjernen blir dongo Hakke rå til bilett, men søker perm uansett Troppsjef du er så grei, N.K skriker på meg Thoresen du la lista Landloven den ble mista! Tenker fuck it, EY, jeg skal bli menig nå Staben styrer ikke 1.2 noe lenger nå Nervik, føler seg i sin Mercedes har på solbriller, og tror han er så jævli kul Topper Madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer pussefrie dager Roper Tre Av, og det ser jo helt for jævli ut Ække min feil, var Thoresen som lærte meg Sondre Thoresen bare slapp av Vi syns bare det var veldi vansklig Edling, du er jo bare snill og grei helt til, rekrutter får fram det værste i deg. Topper Madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer rekruttfrie dager Roper Løge! vi skal gjøre alt ting riktig Nå er vi, nå er vi ferdig som rekrutter her Topper Norge med noen gode soldater Vi feier fredfulle dager.

(Up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up up) In the heart of the concrete where the hustle never stops, We rise, through the streets, with our crew and our chops. Yo, what’s good, bruv? Ready for the ride? No one can touch us, we’re on the winning side. Rolling up, guns loaded, we arrive, Mr. L O V E, thuggin’ but still alive. In the concrete jungle, where the streets are mean, Writing our story, with love in between. Oh, ooh, oh, pour one for me, Gangsters and lovers, living free. Ignoring the haters, we’re on the rise, Beware those who cross our eyes. Scripting our saga, with love and strife, In this urban jungle, we carve our life. Dealers and dames, in the neon glow, Adam and Eve’s shadows, where passions flow. Underneath the city lights, where hearts ignite, Beneath the stars, we rule the night. Pray for us, pray for me, in this concrete game, Every day’s a struggle, but love keeps us sane. Watch your step or get caught in the flame. In the concrete jungle, where the streets are mean, Writing our story, with love in between. Oh, ooh, oh, pour one for me, Gangsters and lovers, living free. Ignoring the haters, we’re on the rise, Beware those who cross our eyes. Scripting our saga, with love and strife, In this urban jungle, we carve our life. Where’d I go? Lost in the city’s beat, How’d you know? Like echoes of the street. Who’s the realest? Through the fights, we stand tall, Regardless of the odds, we’ll never fall. Death whispers, but love keeps us strong, Navigating the alleys, all night long. No rules bind us, love in our rhyme, On the streets of the city, we’ll shine.

Topper madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer vaskefrie dager, Roper N.K og jeg puller opp uten rifle (okei) Ække min feil, at jeg glemte å låse skapet Ta meg sykefri for krig det skal jeg ikke i Samler troppen min, for beverly er 10 av 10 Troppen roper "fuck leiren!" Viser N.K langefingeren (fuck deg!) Ga meg refs for at bikkestrekken var for jævlig (hva faen!) Tenker fuck it, EY! Kan du holde kjeft Når vi stikker herfra lover jeg det blir full fest Proper og vi puller opp helt forskjellig (okei) Ække vår feil, at staben ikke pratet sammen Topper saniteten med no skader, bare halve troppen løper intervaller Roper Gjerdsbakk, hvordan fant du all den driten (okei) Ække min feil at du dro inn dritten selv Tester lunta til han Andrésen Dobbel halv det var ikke så enkelt Bing, bam, boom, snusen tapper min konto ekke rart når N.K ber meg om å bommer han pronto, Driller til vi blir mongo Gjør at hjernen blir dongo Hakke rå til bilett, men søker perm uansett Troppsjef du er så grei, N.K skriker på meg Thoresen du la lista Landloven den ble mista! Tenker fuck it, EY, jeg skal bli menig nå Staben styrer ikke 1.2 noe lenger nå Nervik, føler seg i sin Mercedes har på solbriller, og tror han er så jævli kul Topper Madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer pussefrie dager Roper Tre Av, og det ser jo helt for jævli ut Ække min feil, var Thoresen som lærte meg Sondre Thoresen bare slapp av Vi syns bare det var veldi vansklig Edling, du er jo bare snill og grei helt til, rekrutter får fram det værste i deg. Topper Madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer rekruttfrie dager Roper Løge! vi skal gjøre alt ting riktig Nå er vi, nå er vi ferdig som rekrutter her Topper Norge med noen gode soldater Vi feier fredfulle dager.

I stand tall, no fear, no hesitation, In your eyes, I find my salvation, City lights blazing, but I’m focused on you, With your love, I’m unstoppable, nothing I can’t do Rather shed tears than lose control, With you by my side, I’m on a roll, Heart like steel, but you soften the blow, You’re my ride or die, my unstoppable flow. Freedom, love, and joy, we’re on a spree, Like a movie scene, just you and me, Sparks flying like a blockbuster hit, With you, baby, every moment’s legit. Stay or leave, it’s all up to you, But with you, babe, I’m breaking through, Connected deep, like lyrics in a song, With you, my love, we’ll always belong. No need to fake, no need to pretend, With you, my love, it’s a never-ending trend, Heart on fire, burning bright, With you by my side, it’s a starry night. So let’s keep going, keep riding this wave, With you, my love, we’ll always be brave, In this crazy world, you’re my guiding light, Together forever, we’ll shine so bright.

Brushin’ off them haters, they just static in my zone, But my heart’s cold as ice, spreadin’ vibes, it’s known, Livin’ by the code, with swag and finesse, But if you cross me, homie, you’ll feel the press. Zero f***s given, but my heart’s pure gold, Makin’ moves on these streets, watchin’ stories unfold, Ridin’ life’s wave, with power as my fuel, In this concrete jungle, I’m nobody’s fool. Breakin’ rules with style, no lookin’ back, Spreadin’ fear and respect, stayin’ on track, A rebel with a heart, but with steel in my flow, In the game of survival, I’ll always show. Takin’ risks, with guns by my side, Listenin’ for God, in this street tide, No regrets, just livin’ in the flow, With power as my compass, wherever I go. Zero f***s given, but my heart’s all gold, Makin’ moves on these streets, watchin’ stories unfold, Ridin’ the vibe, with power as my guide, In the hood’s dance, I’ll be by your side. To the hustlers and bosses, grindin’ every night, Spreadin’ fear and respect, in every fight, Raise a glass, let’s toast to the hood’s might, Livin’ life with power, under street’s guiding light.

I’m still walkin’ through the fire, man, I feel the burn, But I’m steady with the lessons that I had to learn. Grew up on the block, yeah, I saw how they played, I was tryna find a way out, but I’m stuck in the game. Every time I hit the ground, it was harder to rise, But I kept my head up, kept lookin’ to the skies. They told me I wouldn’t make it, I was never enough, But I found strength in the struggle, I turned pain into trust. Had to bury all my demons just to find who I am, Fell apart, picked the pieces, and rebuilt from the sand. I ain’t perfect, man, I’m just tryin’ to survive, But I’m here with a purpose, I’m still feelin’ alive. I’ve been through the storm, but I’m searchin’ for peace, Got the weight of the world, but I’m fightin’ for release. Every scar is a story, every loss is a gain, I’m buildin’ from the hurt, I ain’t stayin’ the same. Late nights, I was thinkin’, just drownin’ in pain, Wonderin’ if I’d ever make it out of this rain. But the nights get colder, the stars shine brighter, I was lost in the dark, now I’m holdin’ the lighter. The struggle made me stronger, man, I learned how to fight, Now I turn the pain to power, keep my future in sight. It’s a marathon, not a race, had to pace every step, But I ain’t stoppin’ for nothin’, I’m climbin’ up yet. Every tear that I shed made me tougher inside, I was drownin’ in my fears, now I’m lettin’ them slide. They say “real ones rise,” but they never saw the fall, I had to hit the ground to learn how to stand tall. I’ve been through the storm, but I’m searchin’ for peace, Got the weight of the world, but I’m fightin’ for release. Every scar is a story, every loss is a gain, I’m buildin’ from the hurt, I ain’t stayin’ the same.

Topper madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer vaskefrie dager, Roper ENNKÅ og jeg puller opp uten rifle (okei) Ække min feil, at jeg glemte å låse skapet Ta meg sykefri for krig det skal jeg ikke i Samler troppen min, for beverly er 10 av 10 Troppen roper "fuck leiren!" Viser ENNKÅ langefingeren (fuck deg!) Ga meg refs for at bikkestrekken var for jævlig (hva faen!) Tenker fuck it, EY! Kan du holde kjeft Når vi stikker herfra lover jeg det blir full fest Proper og vi puller opp helt forskjellig (okei) Ække vår feil, at staben ikke pratet sammen Topper saniteten med no skader, bare halve troppen løper intervaller Roper Gjerdsbakk, hvordan fant du all den driten (okei) Ække min feil at du dro inn dritten selv Tester lunta til han Andresen Dobbel halv det var ikke så enkelt Bing, bam, boom, snusen tapper min konto ekke rart når ENNKÅ ber meg om å bommer han pronto, Driller til vi blir mongo Gjør at hjernen blir dongo Hakke rå til bilett, men søker perm uansett Troppsjef du er så grei, Nk skriker på meg Thoresen du la lista Landloven den ble mista! Tenker fuck it, EY, jeg skal bli menig nå Staben styrer ikke 1.2 noe lenger nå Nervik, føler seg i sin Mercedes har på solbriller, og tror han eier hele leiren Topper Madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer pussefrie dager Roper Tre Av, og det ser jo helt for jævli ut Ække min feil, var Thoresen som lærte meg Sondre Thoresen bare slapp av Vi syntes bare det var jævlig vansklig Edling, du er egentlig bare snill og grei helt til, rekrutter får frem det værste i deg Topper Madlaleiren med no plager Troppen feirer rekruttfrie dager Roper Løge! vi skal gjøre alt ting riktig Nå er vi ferdig som rekrutter her Topper Norge med noen gode soldater dere feirer fredfulle dager