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(Intro – con un beat boom bap pesado) Yeah… Andraca en la casa, Solfeo en la mente, la guitarra en el pasado, Motocicleta rugiendo en la calle, Y en su cuarto, las Tortugas Ninja al detalle… (Verso 1 – El profe del solfeo) Dicen que la música es puro sentir, Pero Andraca la cuenta, la mide, la hace vivir, Pentagramas flotando, compases cayendo, Mientras en su mente sigue corriendo. Le dicen “profe, ¿por qué tan cuadrado?” Él dice “sin teoría, todo suena errado”, Sufrió con la púa, ahora escribe en papel, Que la guitarra quedó en su ayer. (Coro – La lucha interna) Andraca compone, Andraca enseña, Pero su pasado le quema las venas, Las seis cuerdas fueron su condena, Hoy suena el solfeo, y la moto truena. (Verso 2 – La vergüenza del guitarrista) Solía tocar riffs en un bar de mala muerte, Hasta que entendió que no era lo fuerte, Cambio la púa por tinta y papel, Ahora dicta clases, maestro fiel. Pero en la noche, a veces recuerda, Los solos, los gritos, la distorsión cuerda, Se ajusta la chaqueta, arranca el motor, Para ahogar la nostalgia con más vibración. (Puente – El escape y la pasión) Y si lo ves por la calle volando, Es porque la música lo sigue llamando, Se baja del mundo, se pone a escribir, Porque el arte es lucha, y hay que seguir. (Coro – La identidad de Andraca) Andraca compone, Andraca enseña, Pero su pasado le quema las venas, Las seis cuerdas fueron su condena, Hoy suena el solfeo, y la moto truena. (Outro – Con sample de motos y un grito de las Tortugas Ninja) ¡Cowabunga! – dice mientras acelera, Con Donatello en su playera, La vida es un beat, es un ritmo, es un son, Y Andraca la vive con su propia canción…

Verse 1: MUSTAFA naam, sabko yaad rahe, Jab main aata hoon, sabko shock lage, Zindagi ki game mein, main hoon player, Har field mein main hoon, sabse top tier! Meri rap mein hai power, jo sabko hilaye, MUSTAFA ki awaaz, sabko sunayi, Mushkilein aayein, main kabhi na ruka, MUSTAFA hoon main, apna raasta chhuka! Chorus: MUSTAFA naam, sabko dekhna padega, Meri rap se sabko samajhna padega, MUSTAFA hoon main, sabko yeh dikhana, Meri beats se duniya ko hilana! Verse 2: Jab bhi chala, raaste pe main tha fast, MUSTAFA ka naam, sab pe tha blast, Duniya ko samjha diya, yeh jo hota hai game, Har challenge ka jawab, main hoon apne frame! Meri rap mein hai jazbaat, jo dil se baat kare, MUSTAFA ka naam, har dil mein rahe, Koi na rok sake, yeh jo fire hai, MUSTAFA hoon main, aur yeh empire hai! Chorus: MUSTAFA naam, sabko dekhna padega, Meri rap se sabko samajhna padega, MUSTAFA hoon main, sabko yeh dikhana, Meri beats se duniya ko hilana!Verse 1: MUSTAFA naam, sabko yaad rahe, Jab main aata hoon, sabko shock lage, Zindagi ki game mein, main hoon player, Har field mein main hoon, sabse top tier! Meri rap mein hai power, jo sabko hilaye, MUSTAFA ki awaaz, sabko sunayi, Mushkilein aayein, main kabhi na ruka, MUSTAFA hoon main, apna raasta chhuka! Chorus: MUSTAFA naam, sabko dekhna padega, Meri rap se sabko samajhna padega, MUSTAFA hoon main, sabko yeh dikhana, Meri beats se duniya ko hilana! Verse 2: Jab bhi chala, raaste pe main tha fast, MUSTAFA ka naam, sab pe tha blast, Duniya ko samjha diya, yeh jo hota hai game, Har challenge ka jawab, main hoon apne frame! Meri rap mein hai jazbaat, jo dil se baat kare, MUSTAFA ka naam, har dil mein rahe, Koi na rok sake, yeh jo fire hai, MUSTAFA hoon main, aur yeh empire hai! Chorus: MUSTAFA naam, sabko dekhna padega, Meri rap se sabko samajhna padega, MUSTAFA hoon main, sabko yeh dikhana, Meri beats se duniya ko hilana!

This is Joey, a deadbeat from the hood Thinks he"s gangsta but ain"t no good Around the block everyone knows his name Lazy-ass loser with nobody to blame Don"t work, don"t hustle, just wastes his days Blows his mom"s cash in the dumbest ways While she"s working doubles, cleaning up the mess This ungrateful punk can"t even say "yes" When he"s broke, tries to rob the corner store Got caught first try, hit the concrete floor Store owner"s an ex-cop who don"t play around In county jail, Joey"s crying like a clown His mama sold her TV just to post his bail Promised he"d change but that ship would sail Met this girl Sarah, church-going and sweet Got her pregnant then disappeared from the street Now he"s just a junkie sleeping under the bridge No home, no money, nothing in the fridge That"s how it ends when you live like a fool Breaking every promise, breaking every rule Moral of the story I"m spitting with no regret: Live like Joey and die with nothing but debt

If it all works out If it all falls down Let it all work out Let it all fall down If it all works out If it all falls down Let it all work out Let it all fall down

Esse é o Marcelo, um zé ninguém da favela Acha que é bandidão mas é só um panela Na quebrada todo mundo já conhece a história Maluco vagabundo que só vive na fissura Não trabalha, não estuda, só quer curtição Gasta a grana da coroa sem ter consideração A mãe dele se mata de tanto trabalhar E o ingrato nem "obrigado" consegue falar Quando tá sem grana, vai roubar no mercadinho Foi pego na primeira, apanhou feito um cachorrinho Na cadeia chorava igual uma menininha Mamãe vendeu tudo pra pagar a fiancinha Conheceu a Maria, mina direita e bonita Engravidou ela e depois meteu o pé na pista Agora tá na sarjeta, sem casa e sem comida É assim que termina uma vida mal vivida Moral da história que eu conto sem dó: Quem vive igual Marcelo vai acabar só

বিদেশের মাটিতে প্রতিদিন খাইরুল ব্যস্ত, ব্যবসার জগতে চলছে তাঁর মিশন সর্বদা। ঘরে বসে শিপা, মনে দুঃখের কাঁটা, মেহেরিন আর ওয়াজিহা, বাবাকে মনে করে ভালবাসা। ও খাইরুল, ফিরে আসো ঘরে, তোমার ভালোবাসার টানে পরিবারে। মেহেরিনের হাসি, ওয়াজিহার খেলা, শিপার মন কাঁদে তোমার আদরে। দূর প্রবাসের মাটিতে তুমিই আমাদের প্রিয়, কিন্তু পরিবারের আহ্বান তুমিও যেন শোনো। শিপার মনে বিষণ্নতা, মেহেরিনের চোখে জল, ওয়াজিহার মিষ্টি কথায় ফিরে আসো কাল। ও খাইরুল, ফিরে আসো ঘরে, তোমার ভালোবাসার টানে পরিবারে। মেহেরিনের হাসি, ওয়াজিহার খেলা, শিপার মন কাঁদে তোমার আদরে। সময় কাটাও আমাদের সাথে, কিছুটা বেলা, এই পরিবারের ভালোবাসা, তোমারই তরে দোলা। ব্যবসার মাঝে থেকেও, মনে রেখো এই কথা, তোমার পরিবারের জন্য অপেক্ষা করে আছি সারা। ও খাইরুল, ফিরে আসো ঘরে, তোমার ভালোবাসার টানে পরিবারে। মেহেরিনের হাসি, ওয়াজিহার খেলা, শিপার মন কাঁদে তোমার আদরে।

[Intro] Nah, I ain’t splittin’ no bill with a grown man, You want 50/50? Then go 50/50 on this rent at ya mom’s house. Broke talkin’ loud, but your pockets on mute—lemme teach you somethin’. [Verse 1] How you want a queen but you move like a peasant? Wallet so light, it could float up to heaven. Talkin’ ‘bout “teamwork,” but I ain’t your mother, If I gotta pay—then I’ll find me another. Boy, you need help? Yeah, you need some advice, Step out the DMs, step into a life. Got a whole podcast, but no occupation, Mad at the world ‘cause you broke and complacent. [Pre-Chorus] 50/50? Nah, 100 to 0, You ain’t no boss, you just playin’ the hero. Flexin’ a Honda, but talkin’ like Bezos, You got no bands, just excuses and egos. [Chorus] Broke boys mad, can’t handle the truth, Arguin’ online while I’m raisin’ the roof. Talk real tough but ya bank sayin’ “nope,” I need a king, not a dude that’s a joke. [Verse 2] Oh, you need submission? Well, where’s the provision? I ain’t buildin’ with a man still tryna make a livin’. You got two hands? Well, you got two options: Get to the bag or get out my comments. Hatin’ on women that levelin’ up, Blaming the world ‘cause you down on ya luck. “Men should be leaders,” I’m listenin’, cool, Then why you still livin’ like rent is past due? [Pre-Chorus] 50/50? Nah, 100 to 0, You ain’t no boss, you just playin’ the hero. Flexin’ a Honda, but talkin’ like Bezos, You got no bands, just excuses and egos. [Chorus] Broke boys mad, can’t handle the truth, Arguin’ online while I’m raisin’ the roof. Talk real tough but ya bank sayin’ “nope,” I need a king, not a dude that’s a joke. [Bridge] Pocket-watchin’ women, but where is your check? Mad at a queen when ya life is a mess. If “high value” means you still on the bus, Then baby, it’s clear that you ain’t one of us. [Outro] Boy, take a seat, you ain’t built for this throne, Talk big online but in person you gone. 50/50? Yeah, keep that lil’ change, I’m stackin’ up racks while you stay in ya lane.

[Intro] Female Singer intro (Spoken or softly rapped over atmospheric synths and a slow beat) On the road to greatness, God by my side So I know that I’ll make it Time to bring it back to the basics Back in the day when I was trapped in the basement [Verse 1] Open my garage, pull my new Wraith in Mastered my mind, law of attraction and patience Now my life is amazing Open your eyes—your future is waiting When I woke up from my daydream I was driving in a brand-new Mercedes Remember back in the day when They used to say we were crazy [Chorus] (Melodic, with a sung hook) We made it through the fire, through the pain and the hatred Success is what we make it Guided by the angels, I know I’ll find my way in One life to live, so I gotta embrace it [Verse 2] I ride for my people who are stuck in the matrix At this rate, most of these rappers Need to go back to fifth grade and get an education They should’ve listened to what I’ve been saying Now they walking like zombies, lost with no escape plan I created my own destination through meditation Now me and Supa Nova take off in a spaceship Back to honor my father’s creation [Bridge] (Slower, more introspective feel) Maybe it’s just years of sleep deprivation Or all of the positive affirmations That I speak into existence When I imagine my life with a new destination Everywhere I’d go, I would see the same faces Years in the studio, locked in the basement Praying for changes—back in the day When I was influenced by Satan [Verse 3] (Beat drops back in, triumphant tone) We made it through hell and back, built a spaceship Now they give Supa kids praises We were Hollywood dreaming ’Til we learned what the money and fame really came with Almost gave up—’til I learned that life is what you make it Now it’s back to the labels to demand payment Still, we keep breaking Blowing smoke back in their faces [Chorus] We made it through the fire, through the pain and the hatred Success is what we make it Guided by the angels, I know I’ll find my way in One life to live, so I gotta embrace it [Verse 4] (Final verse—powerful, calling out the industry) God by my side as we laugh at the hatred One thing is—they never could break us Industry full of fakes and the fake love We do this to be a positive inspiration Light in the dark, exposing the lies Calling out the snakes who misguide our lives Through the power of God, I will watch it all burn Before I am forsaken [Outro] (Fading beat, angelic choir harmonies in background) Somebody tell J to step out of my way I don’t do it for praises—I do it for change Across all seven nations Look in my eyes, you’ll know where I came from

[Intro] (Spoken or softly rapped over atmospheric synths and a slow beat) On the road to greatness, God by my side So I know that I’ll make it Time to bring it back to the basics Back in the day when I was trapped in the basement [Verse 1] Open my garage, pull my new Wraith in Mastered my mind, law of attraction and patience Now my life is amazing Open your eyes—your future is waiting When I woke up from my daydream I was driving in a brand-new Mercedes Remember back in the day when They used to say we were crazy [Chorus] (Melodic, with a sung hook) We made it through the fire, through the pain and the hatred Success is what we make it Guided by the angels, I know I’ll find my way in One life to live, so I gotta embrace it [Verse 2] I ride for my people who are stuck in the matrix At this rate, most of these rappers Need to go back to fifth grade and get an education They should’ve listened to what I’ve been saying Now they walking like zombies, lost with no escape plan I created my own destination through meditation Now me and Supa Nova take off in a spaceship Back to honor my father’s creation [Bridge] (Slower, more introspective feel) Maybe it’s just years of sleep deprivation Or all of the positive affirmations That I speak into existence When I imagine my life with a new destination Everywhere I’d go, I would see the same faces Years in the studio, locked in the basement Praying for changes—back in the day When I was influenced by Satan [Verse 3] (Beat drops back in, triumphant tone) We made it through hell and back, built a spaceship Now they give Supa kids praises We were Hollywood dreaming ’Til we learned what the money and fame really came with Almost gave up—’til I learned that life is what you make it Now it’s back to the labels to demand payment Still, we keep breaking Blowing smoke back in their faces [Chorus] We made it through the fire, through the pain and the hatred Success is what we make it Guided by the angels, I know I’ll find my way in One life to live, so I gotta embrace it [Verse 4] (Final verse—powerful, calling out the industry) God by my side as we laugh at the hatred One thing is—they never could break us Industry full of fakes and the fake love We do this to be a positive inspiration Light in the dark, exposing the lies Calling out the snakes who misguide our lives Through the power of God, I will watch it all burn Before I am forsaken [Outro] (Fading beat, angelic choir harmonies in background) Somebody tell J to step out of my way I don’t do it for praises—I do it for change Across all seven nations Look in my eyes, you’ll know where I came from

[Intro] (Spoken or softly rapped over atmospheric synths and a slow beat) On the road to greatness, God by my side So I know that I’ll make it Time to bring it back to the basics Back in the day when I was trapped in the basement [Verse 1] Open my garage, pull my new Wraith in Mastered my mind, law of attraction and patience Now my life is amazing Open your eyes—your future is waiting When I woke up from my daydream I was driving in a brand-new Mercedes Remember back in the day when They used to say we were crazy [Chorus] (Melodic, with a sung hook) We made it through the fire, through the pain and the hatred Success is what we make it Guided by the angels, I know I’ll find my way in One life to live, so I gotta embrace it [Verse 2] I ride for my people who are stuck in the matrix At this rate, most of these rappers Need to go back to fifth grade and get an education They should’ve listened to what I’ve been saying Now they walking like zombies, lost with no escape plan I created my own destination through meditation Now me and Supa Nova take off in a spaceship Back to honor my father’s creation [Bridge] (Slower, more introspective feel) Maybe it’s just years of sleep deprivation Or all of the positive affirmations That I speak into existence When I imagine my life with a new destination Everywhere I’d go, I would see the same faces Years in the studio, locked in the basement Praying for changes—back in the day When I was influenced by Satan [Verse 3] (Beat drops back in, triumphant tone) We made it through hell and back, built a spaceship Now they give Supa kids praises We were Hollywood dreaming ’Til we learned what the money and fame really came with Almost gave up—’til I learned that life is what you make it Now it’s back to the labels to demand payment Still, we keep breaking Blowing smoke back in their faces [Chorus] We made it through the fire, through the pain and the hatred Success is what we make it Guided by the angels, I know I’ll find my way in One life to live, so I gotta embrace it [Verse 4] (Final verse—powerful, calling out the industry) God by my side as we laugh at the hatred One thing is—they never could break us Industry full of fakes and the fake love We do this to be a positive inspiration Light in the dark, exposing the lies Calling out the snakes who misguide our lives Through the power of God, I will watch it all burn Before I am forsaken [Outro] (Fading beat, angelic choir harmonies in background) Somebody tell J to step out of my way I don’t do it for praises—I do it for change Across all seven nations Look in my eyes, you’ll know where I came from

io e il mio bro , compriamo fighe finte, quelle vere non le abbiamo, da una parte ce la figa, dallaltra ce l’ano cucino patate, non le faccio pelate sai le lecco anche, sai che sono malato sai che ho trovato un lavoro, pero non raccolgo il pomodoro gioco a clash royale ma non salgo di coppe le perdo tutte fra ma almeno ho le sue poppe alla lidl ho rubato le barrette porcodio le proteine sono meglio delle tette

Late night, been thinking of you, City lights are already turned off, it's true. I ain't tripping, but I still love, Even when you left, I look to the stars above. My phone's been dry, a whole week just past Haven't heard from you, missed my chances. New day, new fit, but still the same fight, It's still the same person on my mind tonight. But were you really mine, or was it just a game? You played with my heart, now I’m caught in the rain. After all this time, I still wanna stay, But you keep making me play, oh, you keep making me play. Rolling through the memories, they haunt my soul, Your laughter echoes, it’s taking its toll. Thought we had a spark, thought we had a flame, But I’m just a player in your twisted game. Tell me what’s real, are we lost in the night? I’m searching for your love, thought it felt so right. I keep replaying those moments we made, But baby, you left me, and it's causing this ache. Were you really mine, or was it just a game? You played with my heart, now I’m caught in the rain. After all this time, I still wanna stay, But you keep making me play, oh, you keep making me play. Oh, memories fade, but feelings they last, Can we rewrite this story, or are we stuck in the past? I wait for your text, but it never comes through, Wondering if the silence is all that’s left of you. Were you really mine, or was it just a game? You played with my heart, now I’m caught in the rain. After all this time, I still wanna stay, But you keep making me play, oh, you keep making me play. Late night, still thinking of you, City lights aren't shining no more, but I’m lost in the blue. I’ll hold on tight, to the love that we had, Even if you’re gone, I’ll always be prepared. But were you really mine? Just tell me today, 'Cause baby, you keep making me play. good night hopefully u had a good day and didn't fail ur test lol i love youu