Walk through the shadows

[Verse] Tuition mein aayi, ban gayi drama queen, Topper banne ka natak, par dimag hai clean, Rattu tota banna, uski favorite scene, Sabse ladti hai, jaise koi movie mein mean. [Chorus] Aadat hai rote rehne ki, chhodti nahi act, Ratke sab batana, vo khud ko smart track, Ladki lene ki uski style, sabka kar deti attack, Kya karun, yeh kallo hai tuition ki hack. [Verse 2] Copy pages bhar le, par khudka zero plan, Formula ratti, par concept ki pehchaan? Dimaag toh ghode ka, par chala chalti baan, Batein MK Gandhi, par nature mein hai fan. [Chorus] Aadat hai rote rehne ki, chhodti nahi act, Ratke sab batana, vo khud ko smart track, Ladki lene ki uski style, sabka kar deti attack, Kya karun, yeh kallo hai tuition ki hack. [Bridge] Notes har ek ke, photocopy ka dhanda, Baatein toh Sikander, par skills hai sanda, Rote rote happy, virasat sambandha, Dekho, ratta master, anokhi ek danda. [Chorus] Aadat hai rote rehne ki, chhodti nahi act, Ratke sab batana, vo khud ko smart track, Ladki lene ki uski style, sabka kar deti attack, Kya karun, yeh kallo hai tuition ki hack.

[Verse] Trigger finger itch, feelin' pernicious, Bars hit harder than a .45's vicious, Pistol packin’ words, every line's malicious, On the streets, message loud, ambitions audacious. [Verse 2] Metal to the temple, life on a hinge, Clips full of truths, they about to unhinge, Safety off, wisdom unlatched at the fringe, Every bullet curve, lyrical syringe. [Chorus] Rattlin' the chamber, echoes in the soul, Conflicts etched deep, where the truths patrol, Bang in the beats, the sound takes control, In this symphony of bullets, each verse leaves a hole. [Verse 3] Hollow points of knowledge, piercin’ the gray, Thoughts so sharp, cuttin’ through the fray, Words ain't hollow, packin’ truth all day, Got the arsenal ready, let the wisdom spray. [Verse 4] Clip full of metaphor, shots you can't dodge, Recoil of reality, no mirage, Ideas ricochet, connections enlarge, Bangin' out bars, leadin' the charge. [Chorus] Rattlin' the chamber, echoes in the soul, Conflicts etched deep, where the truths patrol, Bang in the beats, the sound takes control, In this symphony of bullets, each verse leaves a hole.

Plato’s Opening Verse Yo, I’m Plato, the philosopher king, Droppin’ wisdom so heavy, hear the echoes ring. From the shadows of the cave to the light of the sun, I’ve been shaping thought since philosophy begun. Justice, virtue—man, I’ve seen it all, Your logic’s thin, Ben, like a paper-thin wall. I debate with the dialectic, rise to the top, You just cherry-pick data and let your arguments flop. Ben Shapiro’s Response Alright, Plato, let’s break it down real fast, Facts don’t care ’bout feelings; the past is the past. Your forms? Abstract, no tangible proof, My logic cuts deep, here’s the cold, hard truth. You ramble on ideals, but the real world’s grim, I deal in hard facts, not ethereal whims. Your Republic’s flawed, authoritarian schemes, I’m the voice of reason; you’re lost in your dreams. Plato’s Rebuttal Ah, but Benjamin, your logic lacks soul, You speak of cold facts, but forget the whole. Without justice and virtue, society’s blind, I build utopias; you’re just wasting my time. You cling to rhetoric like it’s the ultimate might, But truth’s a higher plane, beyond left or right. Your capitalist dreams breed division and strife, While my ideals strive for a harmonious life. Ben Shapiro’s Rebuttal Harmony’s cute, but let’s keep it real, Human nature’s rugged—utopias appeal, But they crumble in practice; your logic’s frail, I’d shred your Republic like junk mail. The market’s efficient, incentives align, I deal in reality, your ideas decline. Freedom trumps your rigid, idealistic spree, The West thrives on liberty, not fantasy. Plato’s Closing I see your point, young Ben, but here’s the twist, The soul’s the essence; it cannot be missed. Without philosophy, man loses his way, Caught in the whirlwind of facts every day. Your freedom’s a tool, but wisdom’s the guide, A life without virtue’s an empty ride. So step back, reflect, before you dismiss, True knowledge begins when you question what is. Ben Shapiro’s Closing Question what is? I question it all, But your metaphysical framework’s bound to fall. Reason rules, and the data’s my creed, Your lofty ideals can’t match the speed. Debate’s over, Plato, the crowd’s on its feet, Facts won this battle, now take your seat. But hey, respect for paving the road, Even if your theories are starting to corrode.

Moses: Yo, I’m Moses, the prophet, the one who split seas, Brought Pharaoh to his knees, God’s power unleashed! I led my people through deserts, a 40-year grind, With tablets from heaven, laws to bind mankind. You’re John Calvin? Reformer, theologian supreme? Your doctrines are cold—predestined schemes! Free will’s a flame, it burns in every man, I gave ‘em laws, but they choose where they stand. John Calvin: Oh, you’re bold, Moses? Respect, Old Testament G, But your people strayed often; how’s that leadership spree? I brought the Reformed truth, Geneva’s holy fire, Predestined by grace, God’s will won’t expire. Free will? It’s a myth; humans steeped in sin, Without grace, Moses, no one’s gettin’ in! Your law was a shadow; Christ fulfilled the whole, The elect walk by faith; that’s the ultimate goal. Moses: Faith without works? Nah, man, that’s a scam, I climbed Sinai for laws—your theology’s spam! You’re talkin’ about grace, but where’s your love shown? You judge from a pulpit, stiff as a stone. I fed ‘em manna, showed ‘em water from rock, You? Just writing doctrines that make people balk! Let my people go? Yeah, that’s what I said, Your rigid rules, Calvin, leave spirits half-dead! John Calvin: Half-dead? Ha, Moses, your words miss the mark, The law couldn’t save; it left folks in the dark! Christ is the light; He’s the sovereign King, The cross is the victory—salvation I bring. You were a shepherd, I’ll grant you that win, But I shepherded souls out of bondage to sin. No golden calves here, just God’s sovereign plan, I laid the foundation; the Reformed will stand! Moses: Stand? You’re shaky, Calvin; your system’s too tight, Life’s a journey, not locked in one predestined flight! I gave freedom, covenant love on the go, You preach chains of fate, a spiritual no-show. So step aside, Calvin; this prophet’s still strong, I speak face-to-face with God all day long! John Calvin: Face-to-face, huh? Well, here’s my rebuttal, Through Christ, the veil’s torn—His love’s our true shuttle. The law was a tutor, but grace reigns supreme, Eternal salvation, God’s ultimate dream. Your exodus is epic, but my work remains, Reforming the church, breaking spiritual chains. So call it a draw, Moses, but remember this fact: We’re both just instruments in God’s holy act!

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[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.

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] கலையால அதிசயம், வார்த்தை சந்தனை வலிபடுத்தி, சித்திரம் வரைந்து போனேன், காலைக் கண்ணாடி, கோய்ம்புது பாடலோ வெண்பா நிறைந்த பக்கம், சுனகம் போலத்தான் பின்தொடர்ந்தது சுதந்திரம். [Verse 2] சோகமும் சூழ்ந்தேன், ஒளியாற விளக்கிட்டேன், கூர்ந்த உணர்வுகள் தோய்ந்த கனவு காட்சியில், மழலை பாடும் பூங்கொத்தும் நேரம் போலத்தான், பனித் துளி முகத்தில், பூக்கும் நாணம் சூரியன். [Chorus] பார்த்தேன் உன்ன முழுதும் உறக்கத்தில், சிப்பியை தெளிந்து பிடித்தேன் காதலின் கங்கையில், காற்றின் உறவாடி நனைந்தேன் நம் காதலில், பேசாத வார்த்தையில் பாசத்தின் பாரத்தில். [Bridge] சிற்பம் போல தவழும் காதல் நெஞ்சில் நிலைத்தான், பாசம் நெஞ்சம் தென்றல், சிங்கம் உதிர்த்தோர் துள்ளல், ஆதரவாளியே அவளுக் காதல் உந்துதைத்தான், நாடகம் முடிவே நிம்மதியின் தொடக்கம். [Verse 3] தவம் போல வெதுவெதுப்போடு காத்திருந்தேன், உளர்ந்த மழலை வீழ்ந்த என் நெஞ்சில், கடவுளின் கைவண்ணம் தெரிந்து பிடித்தேன், உறவின் மாயவதி, சிற்பம் போலத் தோன்றினாய். [Chorus] பார்த்தேன் உன்ன முழுதும் உறக்கத்தில், சிப்பியை தெளிந்து பிடித்தேன் காதலின் கங்கையில், காற்றின் உறவாடி நனைந்தேன் நம் காதலில், பேசாத வார்த்தையில் பாசத்தின் பாரத்தில்.

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!