Lütfum Ellerinde

[Verse] Ulice Warszawy, krucyfiks w cieniu, Przez tłum przechodzę, wiarę w sercu niosę. W kościołach nadzieja, na lepki kieł wyrazu, Rozmowy z niebem, litania bez łez. [Verse 2] Matka uczy, że wierz, nawet gdy upadasz, Chociaż wątpliwość, serce czasem zjada. Dłonie w paciorkach, myśli jak orbity, Modlitwa w gestach, życie jak modlitwy kryty. [Chorus] Religia naszego dnia, słońcem i deszczem, W nas tkwi siła, wiara naszych wnętrz. Nie pytaj mnie, gdzie Boga znaleźć trzeba, Odpowiedzi w sercu, nie tylko w niebie. [Verse 3] Ksiądz na ambonie, mądrość słowa głosi, Wspólnego serca, wiarą każdy nosi. Od Betlejem po dawny Kraków, Przez wieki modlitwa, na ustach jak znaków. [Verse 4] Biblia otwarta, w starych rękopisach, Słowa Chrystusa, znaczenie nie znikło. Ewangelia zapisana, w duszy czystej wierze, Każde zdanie święte, ciągle w naszych sercach świeci [Chorus] Religia naszego dnia, słońcem i deszczem, W nas tkwi siła, wiara naszych wnętrz. Nie pytaj mnie, gdzie Boga znaleźć trzeba, Odpowiedzi w sercu, nie tylko w niebie.

[Verse] Got racks on racks, it's a money move, Streets buzzing loud, got nothin' to lose. In the trap late, stacking paper like a fool, Countin' every dime, yeah, I'm makin' my rules. [Verse 2] Stacks climb higher, Everest in my palms, Wrist bling icy, frostbite on my arms. Bills in the air, rainstorms on the block, Neck drippin' gold, time tickin' on the clock. [Chorus] Money talks, silence, ain't no need for words, Cash in my pocket, flyin' high with the birds. Ridin' with the crew, ain't no playin' games, Fortunes always changin', still we stay the same. [Verse 3] Hustle hard daily, never take a break, Flippin' those digits, never pumpin' the brakes. Eyes on the prize, laser focus on green, Dreams of the crib with a mansion on the scene. [Verse 4] Enemies lurkin', but we keepin' 'em at bay, Too busy gettin' rich, ain't got time for the play. Stacks in suitcases, safe locked tight, Grind all day, party all night. [Chorus] Money talks, silence, ain't no need for words, Cash in my pocket, flyin' high with the birds. Ridin' with the crew, ain't no playin' games, Fortunes always changin', still we stay the same.

I don’t trust the mailman, don’t trust my reflection, Don’t trust my own mind, it’s my greatest deception. This paranoia’s a virus, spreading’ fear like infection, Got me searching for escape but can’t find the direction. My phone’s tappin’ back when I’m speaking alone, I see faces in the static when I’m checking my phone. Is it truth, is it lies, or am I overthrown? Just a shadow of myself, a king with no throne.

[Verse] Tiny tots in the basket glow Crispy dreams oh watch them flow Salted gold in a world so vast Small fries here they never last [Chorus] Small fries under neon lights Crunchy bites endless delights Tiny treasures we hold so tight In our fingers vanish the night [Verse 2] Wrapped in paper dreams unfold In these streets stories told Sizzling whispers on the breeze Small fries bring us to our knees [Chorus] Small fries under neon lights Crunchy bites endless delights Tiny treasures we hold so tight In our fingers vanish the night [Bridge] River of ketchup soon appears With these fries we have no fears Every bite a joyous scream Small fries live in our dream [Chorus] Small fries under neon lights Crunchy bites endless delights Tiny treasures we hold so tight In our fingers vanish the night

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Yaar ka ghajab chale se (scene), Subha-shyam chale se (GYM). Yaar ka ghajab chale se scene, Subha-shyam chale se scene. (Chorus) Simple chora, GYM mein hai tora, Dumbbell uthaye, kare sola, bane dola. Simple chora, GYM mein hai tora, Dumbbell uthaye, kare sola, bane dola. (Verse 1) Zindagi mein balance, workout se, Healthy life chuno, jo bhi samne aaye. Simple chora, GYM mein hai tora, Dumbbell uthaye, bane dola, kare sola. Neend se utha hoon, sky mera frame hai, Simple chora, hustle on fire hai. GYM mera mandir aur success desire, Gym mein pasina, mehnat meri desi hai. Desi khana, desi rehna, desi meri diet hai. (Chorus) Simple chora, GYM mein hai tora, Dumbbell uthaye, bane dola, kare sola. Simple chora, GYM mein hai tora, Dumbbell uthaye, bane dola, kare sola. (Verse 2) Yaar tera simple chora, simple chora, Bane dola, kare sola. Squats aur deadlift, cardio mein dum hai, Desi vibe rakh, global mera aim hai. Weight utha raha, ban raha hoon game hai. (Chorus) Simple chora, GYM mein hai tora, Dumbbell uthaye, kare sola, bane dola. Simple chora, GYM mein hai tora, Dumbbell uthaye, kare sola, bane dola.

ist the best day of your life

Verse 1] Hayden’s got a thing, a little odd, you see, He licks his keyboard every time he’s feeling free. He taps the keys, he’s got that groove, But when he stops, he makes a move— A sniff of the turtle, what a strange little hobby, But he’s just livin’ life, and he’s feelin' real snobby! [Chorus] Hayden’s licking keyboards, sniffing turtles all day, In his own little world, that’s just how he’ll play. It’s a funky little habit, but we don’t mind, As long as he’s happy, we’re just fine with his mind! [Verse 2] He’s got a turtle tank, it’s got that vibe, Little shells swimming round, they’re feelin’ the tide. But Hayden’s got his own way of sayin’ hello, With a sniff and a smile, he lets them know. He types with a rhythm, sometimes it’s bizarre, But if it makes him happy, then we know who we are! [Chorus] Hayden’s licking keyboards, sniffing turtles all day, In his own little world, that’s just how he’ll play. It’s a funky little habit, but we don’t mind, As long as he’s happy, we’re just fine with his mind! [Bridge] Some folks may not get it, it’s a little strange, But life’s more fun when you break the chains. Hayden’s got his rhythm, in his own quirky style, Licking and sniffing, it’s his own little mile! [Chorus] Hayden’s licking keyboards, sniffing turtles all day, In his own little world, that’s just how he’ll play. It’s a funky little habit, but we don’t mind, As long as he’s happy, we’re just fine with his mind! [Outro] So here’s to Hayden, keep doing your thing, Lick those keys and let the turtles sing! It’s a world of wonder, a little absurd, But we all love you, it’s the sweetest word.

Mera ghar villa, meri ride Lamborghini, Mitti diyan khushboo te duniya jealous weenie. Shehar ch rehnda naam, sab de zikr ch, Hath ch Rolex, jimein time vi hai rich. Oh loki kehnde oh dekho patte tikhde, Kudi vi sohni, jo chahida oh milde. Kaali Range Rover, ohda rang aa black, World de samne asi rakhe aa facts! Chubare ch baithe asi world de view lehn, Kamm karne main tera veer kabhi na rukda. Chain mera diamond, suit mera tailored, Shehar ch meri vibe jimein gangsta declared. Tera brother down-to-earth, par level top notch, Clockwork ch chaldi success meri watch. Pind diyaan yaadan, par taste international, Chad ke saari duniya nu kitta exceptional. Oh loki kehnde oh dekho patte tikhde, Kudi vi sohni, jo chahida oh milde. Kaali Range Rover, ohda rang aa black, World de samne asi rakhe aa facts! Oh duniya ch flex naal bhar ditta style, Chahda na kuch vi bas tera smile. Karan jivein likhe asi kar dinde vibe, Life da season changa, live karne full swipe!

Shh... go to sleep, little boy, your secrets ain’t safe. shadow is here Time to tuck you in with the truth—no escape. [Verse 1] Hush, little liar, don’t you cry, You told your girl you don’t smoke, what a lie. You sip, sip, sip when nobody sees, But I know the truth—Mr. Hypocrisy. Oh, poor baby, lost his toy, Acting all grown, but you’re just a ploy. Big bad wolf with a pedo disguise, But your whole act is a circus of lies. [Chorus] Rock-a-bye faker, your story’s cracked, The truth comes out, there’s no turning back. Swinging on lies, now the cradle will fall, Bye-bye, baby, I’m exposing it all. [Verse 2] Twinkle, twinkle, fake-ass star, Lying to your girl while you sneak to the bar. “How I wonder what you are,” Oh wait—I know: a fraud, subpar. Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, man full of sin, Preach that religion, but you drown in gin. Show me your halo—oh, it’s a crown of shame, You’ve got no one to blame, you played your own game. [Bridge] Baa, baa, black sheep, what do you say? “Yes sir, yes sir, I’ve lied all day. Three bags full of fake in my hand, One for the girl, one for the scam.” Ring-a-round the rosie, your lies fell down, Ashes, ashes, your throne’s on the ground. Playing the victim, but no one will care, You built your life on lies; now choke on the air. [Chorus] Rock-a-bye faker, your story’s cracked, The truth comes out, there’s no turning back. Swinging on lies, now the cradle will fall, Bye-bye, baby, I’m exposing it all. [Outro] (Humming fades out mockingly) Goodnight, little liar, sleep in your shame, You played yourself—it’s a losing game. The big bad faker has run out of schemes, Now you’re left crying in your broken dreams.

[Verse 1] Yo, Dracula, you’re ancient, still lurking in the dark, While I’m out here trending, leaving my mark. You sipping on blood? That’s gross, my dude, I’m sipping on memes, serving laughs as food. You’ve got a castle? Cool, but where’s your Wi-Fi? I’m live every night, you’re just trying to get by. Your fangs might bite, but my words cut deep, I’m the king of this scene, you’re just losing your sleep! [Verse 2] Laugh all you want, but I’m older than time, While you’re chasing views, I’m perfecting my rhyme. I stalk the shadows; you’re stuck on the screen, A master of horror versus a meme machine. Your followers are fickle; they vanish like mist, While my legend endures, forever persist. You think you’re hot now, but your fame will fade, And I’ll still rule the night when the daylight decays! [Verse 3] Alright, Drac, let’s talk about your style, A cape and some bats? That’s been dead for a while. You think you’re slick, but you’re stuck in the past, While I’m speedrunning life, living fast and vast. Your bars are as cold as your undead veins, While I’m dropping fire, burning up these lanes. You’re a gothic relic, I’m a modern-day star, In this battle of wits, you ain’t getting far! [Verse 4] You dare mock my reign? Foolish, at best, I’ve conquered empires, put legends to rest. Your jokes are cheap, your bars lack bite, While I haunt their dreams, you’re forgotten by night. I’m the dark maestro, my symphony’s grim, You’re a fleeting echo, your light growing dim. Step off, little jester, you’re out of your league, This rap’s my domain, bow down to the intrigue! [Verse 5] Yo, I’m here for the laughs, not your gloomy tone, You’re the king of the dead, but I’m on the throne. I’ll meme you to ashes, turn you to dust, In this rap game, Drac, trust me, I’m a must. Your rhymes are cryptic, but mine bring the flair, I’ve got millions watching while you lurk in despair. So take your L, Dracula, this fight’s a wrap, I’m the new school champ; now fade into the black! [Verse 6] You jesters amuse me, your ego’s a toy, But the night is eternal, and so is my joy. Your words are but sparks, quickly snuffed in the gloom, While my shadow consumes every flicker of room. Carson, you’re mortal, your fame’s a short spark, While I reign forever, untouched by the dark. The last laugh is mine, your fate is quite clear, The count wins again—now disappear!

[Verse 1] Yo, I’m Paul Muad’Dib, the desert’s king, Fremen warrior, I make sandstorms sing. Born of prophecy, I rise with the spice, You’re just a kid playing games; better think twice. Your fleet’s a mirage, a shadow in space, I’ll crush your Ender’s Game without leaving a trace. On Arrakis, we fight, no simulations here, You’re a bug-killer brat; I’m the Kwisatz Haderach, clear? [Verse 2] It’s Ender Wiggin, the tactical genius, I’ve beaten fleets and armies with seamless brilliance. Paul, your visions are weak, all spice and dreams, I strategize, hypnotize, tear apart teams. I ended wars before you tasted sand, Your Fremen would fold under my command. No shields, no worms, no mystic disguise, I’ll outthink your future before it can rise. [Verse 3] You talk of tactics, but I’ve mastered the flow, Bene Gesserit whispers make my power grow. Sandworms ride with me; I command the dunes, You couldn’t handle my jihad, let alone my tunes. Your strength’s in a sim, but real life’s my game, I’ll rewrite your fate, leave your legacy in shame. While you plot in the stars, I shape destiny’s wave, Step aside, little Wiggin, I’m the ruler you crave. [Verse 4] You’re trapped by fate, while I forge my own path, I turned genocide into a calculated math. You ride worms; I crush worlds with a thought, Your sandcastle’s weak; my intellect’s too hot. The Formics fell, and you’ll meet the same end, This rap’s your defeat; there’s no need to pretend. I’m a speaker for the dead, but you’ll be forgotten, While I soar through the stars, your empire turns rotten. [Verse 5] Your cold logic fails; my passion ignites, I’m the beacon in darkness, the bringer of light. You’re a pawn of the fleet, their tool to deploy, But I’m the maker of worlds, not a mere boy. The desert knows strength, it tests every man, You’d crumble like spice beneath my hand. This rap’s my empire; you’re just passing through, The future is mine, Wiggin. I’ve already seen you. [Verse 6] I’ve read your future, Paul, and it ends in despair, Your empire’s a flicker; I’ll snuff out its air. I’m the master of war, no room for your myth, Game over, Muad’Dib. You can’t handle Ender’s Gift.