Camello Studio

Mírame, dime que no sientes la tensión, Tu boca me reta, pero sé tu intención. Piel dorada, ojos que saben jugar, No digas nada, deja que empiece a quemar. Tu lengua afilada, pero tiemblas también, Si me das permiso, no hay vuelta, ¿entiendes? Sin arrepentimientos, sin frenos, sin ley, Olvida el mundo, quédate aquí. [Pre-Coro] Oh, juegas tan frío, pero sé la verdad, Tus manos me buscan, no puedes negar. ¿Bailamos en fuego o nos hundimos sin fin? No mientas, amor—déjame ir. Eres marea de fuego, me llevas, me hundes, No hay salida cuando el cuerpo lo jura. La piel ardiendo, el pulso sin paz, Dime, mi vida, ¿me dejas entrar? Mis manos en tu espalda, suspiros al aire, Dime que me quieres aunque sea un desastre. No luces, no reglas, solo el calor, Esta noche somos solo los dos. Muerdes tus labios, me pierdo en tu piel, Eres pecado, y te quiero otra vez. Deja los juegos, dime que sí, Lo que empieza esta noche no tiene fin. Oh, juegas tan frío, pero sé la verdad, Tus manos me buscan, no puedes negar. ¿Bailamos en fuego o nos hundimos sin fin? No mientas, amor—déjame ir. Eres marea de fuego, me llevas, me hundes, No hay salida cuando el cuerpo lo jura. La piel ardiendo, el pulso sin paz, Dime, mi vida, ¿me dejas entrar? No hay prisa, no hay miedo, solo tú y yo, Esta noche es nuestra… no digas que no.

Реп-дисс на тиммейтов в Valorant (Бит: агрессивный trap, низкие басы, быстрый флоу) Yo, это [твоё имя], врываюсь как флеш на А, Тиммейты в Valo — дибилы, полный провал, полный сбой! Американцы, 100 кг, жир на клавишах, лив, Злюки, токсичные, кричат: "Няшка, ты наш пиф!" Ты, толстый Джо, с чипсами в руках, нажимаешь "W", Но падаешь, как Sage, без ульты, полный ноль, блин, ну! Ты орёшь в микрофон, "GG no re", но лови блок, Я на Jett с оптиклом, ты в кустах — сидит блок! Сьюзи, ты в команде, но путаешь флешки с гранатами, Твой Raze — как слепой, в стену летаешь, детка, правда! "Няшка, shut up!" — кричишь, но я скилл — твой кошмар, Ты тяжёлая, как танк, лови мой Ace, я в топе, да! Ваш IQ на уровне bot"а на Easy, В Valorant вы — мясо, я — кибер-король, без крика! "GG EZ" — ваш девиз, но вы сами провал, Я с русским скиллом, вас в рейтинге урою, полный кап! Yo, 100 кг токсина, жир на чате, вы в лосе, Обзываете "няшку", но мой флирт — это лос! Benjamingotbenz в игре, я читаю дисс, Ваши тимплей — ноль, я на топе, без лишних писс! (Завершение с яростным выкриком и скрэтчем) "Лови блок, няшка уходит, вы — дибилы на миде!"

Tengo caderas de sobra Vamos manos a la obra El sudar es mi destino Lo sexy me desborda Todos me llaman la gatita Me gusta mover la colita Mis pechos gigantes y Ya se agitan De infarto está , mi cuerpita. Soy una gatita miau, miau, miau. Moviendo mi colita miau , miau miau. Mi baile te sofoca miau, miau, miau Ya lo quiero en mi boca Miau , miau, miau Acaba conmigo bailando Acércate a mi cuerpo jugando Ya sientes que te estas quemando Con esta gatita perreando

Maggots and bones tell stories of sin, In this canvas of flesh, where hell’s demons grin, Fuck your beliefs, I’m tearing down the skin, I’m the chaos unleashed, where the horror’s been. Life"s a game rigged, chaos on the head. Blood in the streets, bitch, the pavement is stained, put gun to my head Hope’s a cruel joke, it’s a ghost that’s chained.

Yo Laura, Niamh y"all really tall- But I"m "bout to drop bars, make you both fall. Hope you"re both ready, "cause here comes the heat, Let"s get this disstrack on repeat. Laura, girl, what"s with that growl? Scared all your classmates, made "em howl, You mixin" OJ and apple juice? Please, That"s some next-level weird- get a clue, you need to cease.

[Verse] Calle caliente, sin calma en los caseríos Tumban puertas, buscando los desvíos Malianteo abierto, pistolas en la cintura Donde el respeto se gana con bravura [Chorus] En el caserío, se siente la presión Donde el ruido de balas marca el son Droga y calle, siendo la lección Sobreviviendo al ritmo del cañón [Verse 2] Lampos azules rompen la noche muda Correteando sombras, la calma se esfuma En cada esquina, el negocio próspera Maliante con máscara, la ley desespera [Chorus] En el caserío, se siente la presión Donde el ruido de balas marca el son Droga y calle, siendo la lección Sobreviviendo al ritmo del cañón [Verse 3] Manos marcadas con el olor al perico En el barrio, el narco se vuelve rico Jovencitos en la esquina, vida de vicio Cuánto vale tu vida, depende del juicio [Bridge] Miradas frías, desconfianza en la acera Una traición, y te miden la carrera Respiras miedo, noches sin luna llena Sobreviviendo al caos de esta condena

Ballad of Armpit, Ohio Middle of nowhere with nothing but cornfields everywhere. The only thing you see outside of towns. Combine tractors, soybeans and hay, and horse drawn buggies. (horse power) Their horses drop loads of apples on the roads. (huge turds) The olivesburg general store serves quality ice cream and sandwiches. Right down the road on 96: Flip "em around and it"s 69. Cow dung on your boots and I might be wrong. But like Three Eleven: I stay strong all along. I learned from the amish, the farmers, the Mansfield and Ashland Ohio brew throughs. Yeah you can buy beer in a drive through. That"s right : you can buy beer in a drive through. buying beer in a drive through. Did you listen to the song and did ya hear? You can go to: A drive through to buy beer. (genius idea) Seems safe to me, but that"s the middle of Ohio, middle of nowhere, the armpit of America. (O-H-I-O, O-H-I-O) Smoke the flower and weed nuggles, there"s place in Ohio named Ruggles. Corn Rows. Combines and very limited afros. So many Amish and Mennonite Clowns. Cornhole game. Cornhole toss. West Virginia and Randy Moss. (greatest receiver of all time) Paint a picture like my man bob ross. Hang on Sloopy. Sloopy Hang on. (O-H-I-O, O-H-I-O) From sane to insanity, next up on Hannity. What about Gutfeld or Watters World, maybe some O"Rielly Factor. Rachel Maddow is an idiot with a dumb looking hairdo. That"s right, a dudes hairdo. (bull dyke only talks about the 3rd Reich) Uncle Google got nothing to do with Microsoft Bing but they do the same thing. Bill Gates, Hates America. Libs do too. Where"s Waldo or Where"s Snowden? Nevermind, We got off track so back to the amish. (horse apples) They make solid wood furniture and quality quilts. Mattress Mack (shout out Houston) Ashland, Olivesburg, Adario, and Savannah, (olde Keyes is out of business; had a pizza burger with the cheese and pepperoni inside the meat) Mansfield Corn Rows (ghetto) Farmlands. (stank) Ohio. (sloopy hang on) Welcome to the armpit of America. (beer drive through and horse apples, too)

**[Zwrotka 1]** Nocą miasto się pieprzy wokół mnie, kurwa, yeah Drogie drinki, jebane laski – chcę to wszystko, skrr Rick Owens na stopach – mój styl to czysta bestia, oho Balenciaga oplata ciało – to nie film, to real, kurwa, yeah **[Pre-Chorus]** O mnie gadają, że żyję jak prawdziwy król Melanż, hajs i ziomki – stół zawsze pełen, bez ściemy, skrr Jaramy zielsko, myśli lecą w pieprzony kosmos Luksusowe życie – mój manifest, nie żadne bajki, oho **[Refren]** O mnie, o mnie, historia ulicą się toczy Opium we krwi, oczy świecą – fakt, a nie jakaś pierdolona bajka O mnie, o mnie, bogactwo realne, bez kłamstw i złudzeń Z ziomkami do rana – noce pełne ekstazy, yeah **[Zwrotka 2]** Dziewczyny lgną do mnie jak pszczoły do miodu, skrr Szampan leje się strumieniami – nikt tu nie zna głodu, oho Codzienny dostatek to moja jebana rzeczywistość, mój świat Designerskie ciuchy definiują mnie, każdy detal – mój znak, yeah Zielsko i opium wyrywają umysł z kajdan, dodają skrzydeł Drogie alkohole – każdy łyk to smak życia, kurwa, w pełnej krasie Rick Owens i Balenciaga – to nie przechwałki, to norma Luksusowe życie? To real, nie pierdolona opowieść, skrr **[Refren]** O mnie, o mnie, historia ulicą się toczy Opium we krwi, oczy świecą – fakt, a nie jakaś pierdolona bajka O mnie, o mnie, bogactwo realne, bez kłamstw i złudzeń Z ziomkami do rana – noce pełne ekstazy, yeah **[Outro]** Życie w dostatku, melanż do rana – to mój kurwa świat O mnie – wszystko, co mam, pulsuje w rytmie ulicznych snów, oho

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Always a Friend for Life **(Verse 1)** Always a friend, we rise till the end, Chloe and Lana, our bond we defend, Stackin" this paper, no time for pretend, Haters gon’ hate, but we break; we mend. Together we hustle, we never gon" settle, Chasin" this dream, we’re heavy like metal, With God on our side, yeah, blessin" the grind, Global ambition, we’re outta our minds. **(Chorus)** Always a friend, we ballin" like kings and queens, Flexin" on haters, we do our own thing, Dreamin" real big, yeah, reach for that fame, Loyalty strong, we never play games. **(Verse 2)** Street life so cold, but we keep it hot, Got love for my crew, givin" all that we got, Money ain"t the mission, but yeah, we gon" cop, Came from the bottom, can’t ever be stopped. Reality checks while we poppin" these dreams, Stacking our wins, yeah, bursting at seams, Feelin’ the pressure, but we rise like the sun, Killin’ the doubt, we do this for fun. **(Chorus)** Always a friend, we ballin" like kings and queens, Flexin" on haters, we do our own thing, Dreamin" real big, yeah, reach for that fame, Loyalty strong, we never play games. **(Bridge)** Thug life, we livin", respect is the code, Comin" up strong, we heavy on the road, Dreams on the table, we servin" it hot, Ain"t no backin" down, we takin" our shot. **(Verse 3)** Rise from the ashes, like a phoenix we soar, Success on the line, yeah, always want more, Fame on our radar, we pray, we hustle, God got our backs while we flexin" our muscle. Chloe and Lana, forever we grind, Always a friend, leave no one behind, Money come and go, but loyalty’s gold, With the world in our hands, watch the story unfold. **(Chorus)** Always a friend, we ballin" like kings and queens, Flexin" on haters, we do our own thing, Dreamin" real big, yeah, reach for that fame, Loyalty strong, we never play games. **(Outro)** So here’s to the come up, cheers to the grind, Always a friend, in this life, we shine, Got dreams so global, we takin" this trip, Chloe and Lana, can’t stop what’s legit.

Neva Fake Neva Fake to brothers and fam, Sippin’ Henny, plot the plan, Fuck fake friends, they ain’t the real, I rise up, grind, that’s how I feel. Bitches talkin’, they can’t relate, Empty smiles, can’t take the bait, Haters lurkin’, but I’m too blessed, Comeback strong, I’ll never rest. City lights, we dreamin’ big, God on my side, always dig, Ambition burnin’, fuel the fire, Flexin’ hard, climbin’ up higher. Anger built up, can’t hold it back, Fake love lurks, but I stay on track, Bad news spread, but I’m still livin’, Family tight, that’s my real mission. Yeah, I’m ballin’ while they just sit, Bitch, I hustle, never quit, Thuggin’ hard, keepin’ it true, These so-called friends, I’m through with you. Come up grindin’, it’s a vibe, All my brothers, we come alive, Fake bitches try to pull me down, But I’m the king, I wear the crown. Respect the hustle, respect the game, I’m on my grind, I’ll make my name, Never settle, never fold, Real ones with me, we break the mold. So raise a glass, toast to the fam, Neva Fake, this is who I am, With every step, I’m makin’ waves, In this life, it’s us who pave. Bitch, remember, when it’s all said, Fake friends gone, I’m seein’ red, But I’m the one who’ll make it through, It’s me and mine, we stay true.