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“वायरल बनाना है” (Viral Banana Hai) [इंट्रो] सुन भाई, चलो कुछ नया करते, जो दिल से निकले, वो सबको जोड़ते। बीट भारी, लिरिक्स शॉट्स जैसे गोली, ये मेरा गेम, अब मैं हूं कहानी। [वर्स 1] हाथ में माइक, सपना बड़ा, सड़कों पे पैदा, आसमान मेरा। शब्दों से खेलूं, सच को दिखाऊं, ये फेक वाली दुनिया को शीशा दिखाऊं। “वायरल बनाना है”, सोच बड़ी मेरी, गांव से शहर तक गूंजे आवाज मेरी। टिकटॉक, इंस्टा, हर जगह छा जाऊं, मेरी बीट सुन, सब नाचने को आ जाएं। (हुक) वायरल बनाना है, गेम चेंज करना है, जो सोया है, उसे जगाना है। बीट पे चढ़, सबको झुमाना है, सपनों को अपने अब सच बनाना है। [वर्स 2] दुनिया बोले, तू नहीं कर पाएगा, मैं कहूं, देख भाई, वक्त दिखाएगा। बीट मेरी बूम, लिरिक्स मेरी फायर, सोशल मीडिया पे छा जाए मेरा हर वायर। “फॉलो करो” नहीं, मैं दिल जीत लूंगा, जो सुन ले मेरा गाना, वो रीप्ले पे घूमेंगा। सच्चाई का टैग, ये रैप पे सवार, हर लाइन मेरी, लगे जैसे हथियार। (हुक) वायरल बनाना है, गेम चेंज करना है, जो सोया है, उसे जगाना है। बीट पे चढ़, सबको झुमाना है, सपनों को अपने अब सच बनाना है। [ब्रिज] भाई-भाई करते सब, पर पीठ पीछे वार, मैं सीधा चलता, मेरे दिल में प्यार। फेक वाली चीजों से मैं दूर ही रहता, सच की आवाज हूं, मेरा हक ये कहता। मेरी पेन की स्याही में आग बसी है, बीट पे मेरी क्रांति की तस्वीर खिंची है। हर गली, हर चौक में, मेरा नाम हो, लोग कहें, “यार, यही तो असली काम हो!” [आउट्रो] अब बीट खतम, पर कहानी शुरू है, जो सुनेगा ये रैप, वो बोलेगा, “मूड है!” “वायरल बनाना है” मेरा इरादा है, हर दिल, हर प्लेटफॉर्म मेरा वादा है।

“बाईस का खेल” (Bais Ka Khel) [इंट्रो] ये कहानी मेरी, तेरी, हर एक की है, बाईस की उम्र, जब हौसले थके, पर जिंदा ख्वाब है। बेस गहरी, बीट भारी, ये जिंदगी का गेम है, सुन मेरी जुबानी। [वर्स 1] सड़कें काली, रास्ते वीरान, ख्वाबों का शहर, पर जेब में तानाशाह। सुबह से रात तक बस दौड़ता मैं, मंजिल पास नहीं, फिर भी ठहरता कहाँ। दुश्मन ये हालात, पर मैं भी जिद्दी, दिल में आग लिए, बनूं अपनी विधि। हां, हर कदम पे चोट है, पर गिर के उठना ही असली जोश है। (हुक) ये बाईस का खेल है, लड़ाई हर रोज़, दिल में जोश, पर दिमाग में सोच। बेगैरत हालात, पर मैं न हार मानूं, सपने जिंदा हैं, मैं उन्हें पहचान दूं। [वर्स 2] आस-पास नकली रिश्तों का शोर, हक़ीक़त में खड़े कुछ गिने-चुने लोग। तन्हाई में मिलता खुद से सुकून, मेरा दर्द ही अब बना मेरा जूनून। सिस्टम से लड़ना, खुद से भी जंग, छोटे शहर का लड़का, बड़े सपनों के संग। माइक पकड़े हाथ, बेस बनती मेरी ताकत, हर लाइन में छिपा मेरा दर्द और हिम्मत। (हुक) ये बाईस का खेल है, लड़ाई हर रोज़, दिल में जोश, पर दिमाग में सोच। बेगैरत हालात, पर मैं न हार मानूं, सपने जिंदा हैं, मैं उन्हें पहचान दूं। [ब्रिज] सपने मेरे हैं, पर ये दुनिया के खिलाफ, सोचते हैं सब, मैं कैसे करूं इनको साफ़। हाथों में कलम, बीट पे कहानी, मेरे शब्द हैं मेरे हथियार, सुन मेरी बानी। खुद की पहचान खुद बनानी पड़ेगी, जो पसीना बहे, वही कहानी जलेगी। ये जिंदगी का बीट, और मैं हूं रैपर, चाहे दुनिया रुक जाए, मैं बनूं क्लैपर। [आउट्रो] ये खेल है जिंदगी, मैं खिलाड़ी हूं इसमें, हार नहीं मानूंगा, जब तक सांस है सीने। बाईस का ये दौर है, पर आगे मैं देखूंगा, ज़िंदगी के इस गाने में, जीत अपनी लिखूंगा।

**Verse 1:** Yo, listen up, I got a message for the so-called king Kendrick Lamar, the fake conscious rapper, always singin' About black empowerment, but he's just a puppet on strings Dancin' for the industry, makin' hits that don't mean a thing He thinks he's deep, but he's just a superficial fake Talkin' 'bout Compton, but he ain't never been in the stake **Chorus:** Kendrick Lamar, you're a joke, a fake to the game Think you're above the law, but you're just playin' by their claim You're not the voice of the people, you're just a mouthpiece for sale Makin' music that reinforces the status quo, what a fail **Verse 2:** From "Good Kid" to "DAMN.", he's been on a decline Makin' songs that sound like they were written by an algorithm and a rhyme He's lost his edge, his flow is whack, his message is stale Just another industry plant, tryin' to make a sale And don't even get me started on his live shows Just him standin' there, lookin' like a constipated hoe **Chorus:** Kendrick Lamar, you're a joke, a fake to the game Think you're above the law, but you're just playin' by their claim You're not the voice of the people, you're just a mouthpiece for sale Makin' music that reinforces the status quo, what a fail **Verse 3:** Kendrick Lamar, you're a bitch ass trick Think you're above the game, but you're just a flicker of sick You can keep your Grammy's and your critical acclaim I'll take authenticity over your fabricated fame You can keep rapping about racism and oppression too But until you take action and put your money where your mouth is boo **Outro:** You're just another capitalist piggybacking off black pain Tryna profit from our struggle while we still remain in chains

Here's a diss rap song: **Title:** "The King is a Joke" **Verse 1:** Yo, listen up, I got a message for the so-called king Kendrick Lamar, the fake conscious rapper, always singin' About black empowerment, but he's just a puppet on strings Dancin' for the industry, makin' hits that don't mean a thing He thinks he's deep, but he's just a superficial fake Talkin' 'bout Compton, but he ain't never been in the stake **Chorus:** Kendrick Lamar, you're a joke, a fake to the game Think you're above the law, but you're just playin' by their claim You're not the voice of the people, you're just a mouthpiece for sale Makin' music that reinforces the status quo, what a fail **Verse 2:** From "Good Kid" to "DAMN.", he's been on a decline Makin' songs that sound like they were written by an algorithm and a rhyme He's lost his edge, his flow is whack, his message is stale Just another industry plant, tryin' to make a sale And don't even get me started on his live shows Just him standin' there, lookin' like a constipated hoe **Chorus:** Kendrick Lamar, you're a joke, a fake to the game Think you're above the law, but you're just playin' by their claim You're not the voice of the people, you're just a mouthpiece for sale Makin' music that reinforces the status quo, what a fail **Verse 3:** Kendrick Lamar, you're a bitch ass trick Think you're above the game, but you're just a flicker of sick You can keep your Grammy's and your critical acclaim I'll take authenticity over your fabricated fame You can keep rapping about racism and oppression too But until you take action and put your money where your mouth is boo **Outro:** You're just another capitalist piggybacking off black pain Tryna profit from our struggle while we still remain in chains

Cómo el malo del partido Solo me colocaste Yo con Tigo quería todo Y yo creyendo que lo arruine Que era igual que to' los hombres Lo repetidas cada vez Y yo creyendo en tus palabras Te seguía la corriente Dijiste que yo era el indicado, pero todo era mentira. Solo otro peón en tu juego Tu jugaste con mi risa no lo puedo negar un amor que se volvió amargo y un corazón que cayó al mar Pensé que lo teníamos todo, Y me quedé sin nada mas pero solo me engañaste Me dejaste en la oscuridad, con un corazón ahora entre lágrimas y maldad Muy roto lo dejaste no me vengas A buscar Si me llegue a enamorar Y ahora lo que hago Es pensarte y no llorar Lo que no puedo es odiarte Por qué te llegue a amar Pero que puedo hacer levantarme Y caminar Solo darte apoyo y que No te vayan a traicionar Pero cuando lo hagan No me vengas a buscar Porque lo que perdiste No lo podrás encontrar Tus palabras fueron dulce veneno, un abrazo mortal Susurraste secretos Y no hacía más que escuchar, Pensé que tenía tu corazón, pero era sólo un espectáculo Me engañaste sin razón Me dices que te use Y en mis prioridades yo te puse No lo digas corazón La venganza es lo más dulce Y de ti yo me reire Cuando te des cuenta De el lugar donde el te puso Que te quizo de su Juguete que cuando el Quiera darle uso Me pusiste en un estrangulamiento, no puedo escapar del dolor. Lo quería todo contigo, pero mi ego me cego Pensé que lo había arruinado, como todos los demás, un estribillo familiar Pero te tomaste tu tiempo y yo fundido en un cuento Todas tus palabras solo se las Llevo el viento El fuego que teníamos, las llamas que solían arder. Pero ahora me quedan cenizas y una lección que aprender. Ahora me queda recoger los pedazos y verlos irse Por qué lo que sentía por ti Me vale verga lo perdiste Todas tus promesas se fueron al carajo No importa lo que me digas Ni aunque vengas rogando Yo solo te diré Te llevo la que te trajo

Mommy said, *"Sanja, can you do my son dirty?"* Didn’t even ask me, now that’s kinda hurtin’ I woke up fresh, feelin’ real fly But little did I know, man, today I’d cry I went in town, rockin’ blue coral Feelin’ like a king, man, life was normal Stepped in the shop, heard the clippers hummin’ Looked at my barber, knew trouble was comin’ Oh no, oh no, she did me wrong! Took my style, now my hair is gone I said, *"Mom, why you do me like that?"* Now I gotta rock this uneven patch Sanja smiled, said, *"Kid, take a seat"* I tried to protest, but I faced defeat The clippers buzzed, my fate was sealed Now my fresh fade? Man, it disappeared! I looked in the mirror, wanted to scream My hair was my pride, now it’s just a dream Mom stood there smilin’, sayin’, *"You look so clean!"* But deep inside, I just wanted to leave Oh no, oh no, she did me wrong! Took my style, now my hair is gone I said, *"Mom, why you do me like that?"* Now I gotta rock this uneven patch Now I wear a hat, tryna hide the shame Told my barber, *"Sanja, you’re to blame!"* But deep down I know, it wasn’t just fate Mom did me dirty, now I gotta wait…

Brr, haha Luise Luise Dilan Hasta La Muerte, Franki Uah ¿Qué tengo que hacer Pa' que tú me desbloquie? Franki, dime qué tengo que hacer He said, "Ardida" Tú ere' una ardia Y tú ere' ardidita Franki, no te vaya' Desbloqueame-eh Tú ere' una ardida Y tú ere' ardidita Franki, no te vaya' Ardidin-eh-eh Oh oh oh oh Sé que me extraña' Oh oh oh oh Tú en mi cama Franki, tú ere' mala Tú en mi cama Franki, no te vaya' desbloqueame-eh, uah ¿Qué tengo que hacer Pa' que tú me desbloquees? Franki, ¿dime qué tengo que hacer Pa' que tú me desbloquies? Uah ¿Qué tengo que hacer (bebé) Pa' que tú me desbloquie? (bebé) franki, ¿dime qué tengo que hacer (que hacer) Pa' que tú desbloquie? (ardidin) Yo voy con lo' diablo' pa' allá Ven con tus amigas pa' acá Rebota esas nalga' pa' acá Y nos vamo' y nos comemo' allá (allá) Yo voy con los diablo pa' allá, pa' allá (ardida) Baby, ven con tus amigas pa' acá, pa' acá (ardida) Rebota esas nalga' pa' atrá', pa' atrá' (pa' allá) Y nos vamo' y nos comemo' allá (allá) Baby, tú ere' mala Tú en mi cama Franki, no te vayas Devórame-eh, uah Tú ere' una ardida Y tú ere' mala franki, no te vaya' desbloqueame-eh Oh oh oh oh (beibifrank) Bebiendo baila Oh oh oh oh ardida en mi cama Dos mil, Louboutin los tacone' (tacone') Ella se emborracha y en cuatro se pone (se pone) Y siempre me pide que no la traicione (jaja) Y siempre lo hacemo', pero sin condone', eh-eh Y se me trepa encima Y 'tá to' moja'o el clima Y con la perla yo voy pa' encima (uah) Y me dice, "qué rico tú me lastimas", uah Sudando y bailándome (eh-eh) Caliente y tocándome (eh-eh) Y ella no para de beber (beber) Y adentro 'e ti yo vo' a enloquecer Tú ere' una ardida Y tú ere' mala franki, no te vaya' ardida-ah franki, tú ere' mala Tú en mi cama franki, no te vaya' Devórame-eh (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) puta Hasta La Muerte, Franki Puta Hasta La Muerte, Franki Uah Mera, dime luise, lo' Intocable', lo' Illuminati Brr, Dilan Uah, uah ardidita ardi-ardidita

Título: "Raíces Olvidadas" Verso 1: Oye, Trump, ¿de dónde vienes tú? Con tu piel dorada y tu discurso azul, Te olvidas de la historia, la verdad que duele, Eres hijo de un sueño que a otros le niegas. Construiste tu imperio con manos ajenas, Mientras cierras fronteras, rompes cadenas. Tu abuelo llegó buscando un futuro, Y ahora tú lo echas, ¿no sientes lo oscuro? Estribillo: Raíces olvidadas, no puedes borrar, La tierra que pisas es de quien sabe amar. Con el miedo en la boca y la rabia en el pecho, Tu tiranía es un eco, un triste despecho. Verso 2: Dices que eres grande, que eres el mejor, Pero el odio que siembras es solo temor. Los muros que construyes no son de concreto, Son muros de odio, de un corazón inquieto. Las familias llorando, los sueños quebrados, Mientras tú te ríes de los desamparados. Eres la sombra de un pasado oscuro, Un líder sin rumbo, un hombre sin muro. Estribillo: Raíces olvidadas, no puedes borrar, La tierra que pisas es de quien sabe amar. Con el miedo en la boca y la rabia en el pecho, Tu tiranía es un eco, un triste despecho. Puente: Mira hacia atrás, ¿qué ves en el espejo? Un niño inmigrante que luchó por su sueño. No olvides tus raíces, no olvides tu historia, Porque la verdadera grandeza es en la memoria. Verso 3: Así que escucha bien, ya no hay más silencio, Las voces de los pueblos retumban en el viento. No somos criminales, somos luchadores, Con amor y esperanza, somos creadores. Estribillo: Raíces olvidadas, no puedes borrar, La tierra que pisas es de quien sabe amar. Con el miedo en la boca y la rabia en el pecho, Tu tiranía es un eco, un triste despecho. Cierre: Así que ve y dile a tu gente poderosa, Que el amor siempre gana, que la unión es hermosa. No más divisiones, no más separación, Que el futuro es de todos, ¡es nuestra canción!

Verse 1 Yo, I’m swervin’ in my Lambo, top down, feel the breeze, Trick girls in my rearview, tryna chase the cheese. They see the logo, they see the glow, they wanna take a ride, But I’m on my grind, no time for fakes, I’m steppin’ side to side. They blowin’ up my phone, “Hey, where you at tonight?” But I’m two steps ahead, I’m dodgin’ all that hype. They see the cash, they see the flash, they wanna be my boo, But I’m swervin’ through the city, I got nothin’ left to prove. Chorus Swervin’ in my Lambo, trick girls in the past, They wanna ride the wave, but they ain’t built to last. I’m focused on my paper, I’m chasin’ bigger dreams, They see the shine, but they don’t see the grind, know what I mean? Verse 2 They love the way I drip, the way the engine purrs, But they don’t know the hustle, the late nights, and the blur. I’m dodgin’ all the drama, I’m keepin’ it legit, Trick girls come and go, but my vision’s infinite. They wanna take a selfie, post it on the ‘Gram, But they don’t know the real me, I’m more than what I am. I’m swervin’ through the chaos, I’m dodgin’ all the games, Trick girls in my DMs, but they don’t know my name. Chorus Swervin’ in my Lambo, trick girls in the past, They wanna ride the wave, but they ain’t built to last. I’m focused on my paper, I’m chasin’ bigger dreams, They see the shine, but they don’t see the grind, know what I mean? Bridge They see the car, they see the chains, they think they know the deal, But they don’t see the sacrifice, the pain, the uphill. I’m swervin’ through the madness, I’m keepin’ it real, Trick girls in my rearview, I’m focused on the wheel. Outro So if you see me ridin’, know I’m on my way, Trick girls in the background, they can’t make me stay. I’m swervin’ in my Lambo, the future’s lookin’ bright, I’m chasin’ all my dreams, I’m takin’ back my life. Swervin’ in my Lambo, yeah, I’m livin’ it up, Trick girls in the past, I’m done with all the fuss. I’m focused on the grind, I’m reachin’ for the stars, Swervin’ in my Lambo, I’m the one behind the bars

Songtitel: “BEAST MODE” [Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy— You don’t wanna test me, nah You don’t wanna push that luck Came from the bottom, now look where I’m at, Told ‘em I’d make it, they thought it was cap— (Beat drop – Bass kickt rein) [Verse 1] I was down bad, now I’m up like a king, Made my own path, never needed a ring. They was sleepin’ on me, now they wide awake, Turn my losses into wins, yeah, that’s my mistake. Never had a handout, never had a plan B, Took a couple hits, but they never understand me. I been on my grind, yeah, ten toes deep, While they talk about the dream, I don’t even sleep. [Chorus] BEAST MODE—turn me up, I never stop! Runnin’ through these levels like I’m jumpin’ to the top! BEAST MODE—ain’t no brakes, I make it hot! Told ‘em I’ma get it, now I’m everything they not! [Verse 2 - FAST PART] Ayy, I been movin’ with a vision, never slowin’ when I get it, Got ‘em trippin’ when they see me ‘cause they never really did it. I don’t follow, I don’t mimic, I just level up the limit, Ain’t no cap inside my lyrics, every line I spit is vivid! (Beat drop – kurze Pause) Ayy, now they watchin’, but I never fold, I was built for this, man, I break the mold. I was counted out, now I count these racks, Every setback, man, I bounce right back! [Chorus] BEAST MODE—turn me up, I never stop! Runnin’ through these levels like I’m jumpin’ to the top! BEAST MODE—ain’t no brakes, I make it hot! Told ‘em I’ma get it, now I’m everything they not! [Bridge] I don’t need no fake love, I don’t need no fake friends, Circle stay small, only real ones in. I don’t do trends, I just set my own, Turned pain into power, now look, I’m grown.

Nakarat: Somurtkan Ali, ateş gibi yazar, Zülfikar gibi keser, kanlı bir savaş, Eray köyde, azgın, kafa bozuk, Resul dağlar gibi, her zaman haklı durur, Yunus Emre'nin burun, kıskanır her adım, Yusuf, testere gibi keser, hızla varır, Alp kolpacı, krizi çözer, Fati yumurta kafa, gülüp geçer. Birinci Kıta: Ali Eren, babacan ama ateş gibi, Göktürk’ün izinde, her zaman en yükseği, Zülfikarla geçer, yolu doğru gider, Alevi kültüründe bir derin iz bırakır. Eray azgın, ama bakma öyle, Sünek yapar, ırgat ruhu, bozuğum der geçer, Köyde yaşamış, her anı zor, Zemzemovski'yle siler her yaralı iz. Köprü: Resul der ki "bana Salah diyorlar, Yüzüne yumruğumu koyarım, haklıyım daima", Yunus Emre, kıskanç ama büyük burun, Her adımında haset, hep peşinden sürün, Yusuf Sadıç, Clio'su hızlı, Aşkı peşinde, ama dilinden de fırlatır sözler çirkef, Alp’in sinir krizi her zaman geçer, Fati gülüp geçer, yoluna devam eder. Nakarat: Somurtkan Ali, ateş gibi yazar, Zülfikar gibi keser, kanlı bir savaş, Eray köyde, azgın, kafa bozuk, Resul dağlar gibi, her zaman haklı durur, Yunus Emre'nin burun, kıskanır her adım, Yusuf, testere gibi keser, hızla varır, Alp kolpacı, krizi çözer, Fati yumurta kafa, gülüp geçer. Çıkış: Her biri kendi yolunda, birer yolcu, Herkesin bir derdi, bir hikayesi var, Ama her an bir çark, dönerken zaman, Hepsi bir arada, yaşamın içinde savaş.