Pistola

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.

(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.

Alchemists and peeps, breaking free from lies and disguise Ragnarok, Odin, Valkyries, popping up, no surprise Stranger things, TV reality, seeking where to rise Picking bottles, lovesick and lost, soul unties In a lonely world, like ET, delivering salty fries Satellites carrying souls, destined, no despise Yellow’s unlucky, yucky, Vice City, psycho but wise Stepping up, no chumps, speaking godly, we revitalize Goblins plotting, power luring, messing with the best Heaters flipped, hiding, no case, just pure denial Crowned king, feast in the East, no contest, no arrest Sinning in the 21st, overthinking, going wild On my balcony, praying, “Oh king of kings, be my guest!” Healing my soul, pause and listen, like an inner child Wiping tears, dropping truth, no stress, dressed to impress Zip it up, captain of the ship, join the ride, styled and styled Lost and found, my mind’s a piñata, thoughts blending like a mirage Forever lost, but this task ain’t too tough to massage Dripping with sweat and passion, bodies entwined, let’s camouflage The finest freak in existence, backyard’s my stage, not a mirage Cruising in the M3, two seats, Uzi on my side Lucy said, “No mercy,” deadly living, kinda woozy ride Gossip ‘bout me, cooking bougie Ratatouille Chef Boyardee with ravioli, crazy, feeling like a movie Crowned king, feast in the East, no contest, no arrest Sinning in the 21st, overthinking, going wild On my balcony, praying, “Oh king of kings, be my guest!” Healing my soul, pause and listen, like an inner child Wiping tears, dropping truth, no stress, dressed to impress Zip it up, captain of the ship

Under the moon’s gentle glow, night vibes flow, Masks on, concealed faces in the undertow. Pistols locked and loaded, ready for the show, Minds blown, as we dive deep, where secrets grow. Beneath the ocean’s surface, a world unknown, Where darkness reigns, and mysteries are sown. Silent whispers of the depths, a haunting tone, In the depths of the abyss, we find our own. With every breath, we descend, further down, Exploring the depths, where shadows drown. Pistols at the ready, in the silent sound, Minds blown, as we navigate, unbound. Through the coral maze, we wander, lost in thought, Amongst ancient ruins, where tales are wrought. Masked faces, hiding fears, battles fought, In the depths of the ocean, where dreams are caught. As we journey deeper, into the unknown, With pistols locked and loaded, we’re not alone. Minds blown by the wonders we’ve shown, In the depths of the ocean, we’ve found our home.

Under the moon’s gentle glow, night vibes flow, Masks on, concealed faces in the undertow. Pistols locked and loaded, ready for the show, Minds blown, as we dive deep, where secrets grow. Beneath the ocean’s surface, a world unknown, Where darkness reigns, and mysteries are sown. Silent whispers of the depths, a haunting tone, In the depths of the abyss, we find our own. With every breath, we descend, further down, Exploring the depths, where shadows drown. Pistols at the ready, in the silent sound, Minds blown, as we navigate, unbound. Through the coral maze, we wander, lost in thought, Amongst ancient ruins, where tales are wrought. Masked faces, hiding fears, battles fought, In the depths of the ocean, where dreams are caught. As we journey deeper, into the unknown, With pistols locked and loaded, we’re not alone. Minds blown by the wonders we’ve shown, In the depths of the ocean, we’ve found our home.

Pussy bitches get the elbow, call it MMA, Tappin’ out these clowns like I’m training every day. Soft like a pillow, yeah, they crying ’bout the game, While I’m stacking up my wins, they just looking for some fame. Catch ‘em slipping, doing TikToks in the mirror, bro, I’m out here cooking, chef moves, Gordon with the flow. Elbow to the ego, watch ’em crumble like it’s Jenga, They tryna keep it spicy, but they sweeter than some mango. Pussy bitches get the elbow, that’s just how it go, Tap out or get clapped out, we keep it on the low. Funny how they fold up, comedy in slow-mo, Flexin’ like a pro, though, elbow to the logo. I’m the heavyweight, you featherlight, little paperweight, Tryna step to me, bruh, better off to meditate. Funny like a sitcom, laugh track on repeat, But this elbow ain’t no joke when it lands on your cheek.

[Verse] City lights flicker I'm lost in the haze Everyone's a stranger in these neon maze Chasing dreams with broken beats in the night Living for the thrill under the bright streetlight [Chorus] Got that swagger with a story to tell Rise and grind making waves where I dwell They all watch from the sidelines and see But they can't live this crazy life like me [Verse 2] Ink runs deep with the ink of my pen Writing tales of my victories again and again Skyscrapers loom shadows on my path Hungry for success aiming for the aftermath [Bridge] Whispers in the alleys secrets in the wind Playing this game cause I was born to win Night owls crooning songs nobody knows Writing my legend beneath the city's glow [Chorus] Got that swagger with a story to tell Rise and grind making waves where I dwell They all watch from the sidelines and see But they can't live this crazy life like me [Verse 3] Heads high with the pride of my crew Every step echoes cause I'm coming through Rhythm of my heart matches with the beat Defining my destiny on every street