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[Verse] Walking down the street with my hoodie on tight City lights flicker like a neon kite Pavement burns but I keep my cool Playing this game like a seasoned fool [Verse 2] Skyline's a jungle and I'm the king Pocket full of dreams with some bling Surviving this hustle takes more than luck Got my head on a swivel never getting stuck [Chorus] City lights calling they know my name Lost in the echoes of the fortune and fame From dusk till dawn it's the same old game I keep moving forward ain't looking to blame [Verse 3] Sidewalk stages for the ones who dare Every corner's got a story to share From ragged sneakers to designer shoes In this concrete maze we all got dues [Bridge] Graffiti whispers the truth untold In alleys where secrets unfold Hearing the rhythm of the soul in the night Every step is a battle every fight [Chorus] City lights calling they know my name Lost in the echoes of the fortune and fame From dusk till dawn it's the same old game I keep moving forward ain't looking to blame

Eyo, Emin Hadžić, zovu te Kruška, Mozak ti je prazan, nemaš ni zrnca vrućka. Debeo si, druže, salo pravi sjenu, Svaki korak teži, zemlja pravi promjenu. Padaš sedam predmeta, škola ti je strana, Svaka priča s tobom, ko kazna bez stana. Mala piša plače, kaže: “Ja sam mala,” Tebi ni u ogledalu nije svanula hvala. Smrdiš, brate, stvarno, čarape te izdaju, Kad ih skineš, ljudi bježe, zrak svi brzo skrivaju. Znoj te cijelog kupa, ljuljaš se ko brod, Kad zakoračiš, parket puca, svijet bježi kroz hod. Kruška, ti si lik koji nije skužio scenu, Pojavom razvaljuješ i mir i cijelu stenu. Mozak tanji od papira, ideje su ti jad, Svaka rečenica iz usta izbacuje smrad. Trčiš deset sekundi, pluća viču: “Stop!” Tvoje salo skače gore-dolje, ko beskonačni hop. Smrdiš na kilometar, ljudi misle vatra gori Al to nisi vruć- neg sokovi što oh znoj rastvori. Debljina ti je ime, a smrad ti je glas Kad se pojaviš, svi mole za spas. Glava prazna, pamet kratka Emine kruško glup si ko patka

Écoute les règles Tu vas être un bon collègue Écoute pas Tu vas pas être un avocat Ca cest pourquoi Tu écoute a toutefois Si tu écoute les règles Tu peux avoir une corvette Si tu écoutes pas Tu vas avoir une honda Si tu aime pas les règles Ou si tu aime les règles Ça c'est ok Mais juste souvient que Si tu écoute les règles Tu peux avoir une corvette Si tu écoutes pas Tu vas avoir une honda

J’ai perdu mon ballon a un concours, Je veux aller le trouver. Mais je dois aller à un cours, Qui est vraiment déssaprouvé. Mon ballon marche loin de moi, Vers un élève vraiment fou. Mon ballon marche loin de moi, Vers un élève vraiment fou. Je vais cherché mon ballon, Mais je ne le trouve pas. Il y a un trou dans mes pantalon, Mais je le couvre avec mes bas. Mon ballon marche loin de moi, Vers un élève vraiment fou. Mon ballon marche loin de moi, Vers un élève vraiment fou. J’ai trouvé mon ballon, Ohh Non il y a un trou. Il y a un hématome sur mon talon, Maintenant je démenage a Pérou. Mon ballon marche loin de moi, Vers un élève vraiment fou. Mon ballon marche loin de moi, Vers un élève vraiment fou.

on neharcèle pas parce que c’est le canada on na tous des réve même s' ils sont bizar ou même si c’est des emploi quelque part qui fait froid C’est le canada ont a beaucoup de réve c’est le canada ou nos réve arrive c’est le canada ont a beaucoup de réve c’est le canada ou nos réve arrive Le sport de Canada c’est quoi?(Le hockey!) Pense tu que connor mcdavid voulais jouer au hockey(oui!) penses tu qu' il à réve d'aller dans LNH(oui!) et jouer pour qui(le canada!) C’est le canada ont a beaucoup de réve c’est le canada ou nos réve arrive c’est le canada ont a beaucoup de réve c’est le canada ou nos réve arrive le canada c’est de la magie! (mais rien et de la magic c’est faux) Tous et de la magie dans canada même si il fait froid ou chaud C’est le canada ont a beaucoup de réve c’est le canada ou nos réve arrive c’est le canada ont a beaucoup de réve c’est le canada ou nos réve arrive

[Verse] Sous le baobab, elle enseigne avec sourire, Les mots volent, les enfants peuvent enfin lire. Prend soin des aînés, son cœur riche en or, Partager son pain, son amour est plus fort. [Chorus] Elle est la lumière dans la nuit la plus noire, Apaise les âmes, fait renaître l'espoir. Ses actions, sans fin, résonnent comme un chant, Étoile brillante dans chaque instant. [Verse 2] Un jour la sécheresse frappa sans pitié, Les terres arides, un cri de désespoir entêté. Mais elle reste là, solidaire, dévouée, Dans l’adversité, elle n’a jamais abandonné. [Chorus] Elle est la lumière dans la nuit la plus noire, Apaise les âmes, fait renaître l'espoir. Ses actions, sans fin, résonnent comme un chant, Étoile brillante dans chaque instant. [Bridge] Prépare son pain, le partage avec ferveur, Réchauffe les cœurs, guérit la douleur. Sous l'ombre du baobab, un endroit sacré, Dans ce coin de terre, l’amour retrouvé. [Chorus] Elle est la lumière dans la nuit la plus noire, Apaise les âmes, fait renaître l'espoir. Ses actions, sans fin, résonnent comme un chant, Étoile brillante dans chaque instant.

Écoute les règle Tu vas être un bon collègue Écoute pas Tu vas pas être une avocat Sa cest pourquoi Tu écoute a toutefois Si tu écoute les règle Tu peux avoir une corvette Si tu écoute pas Tu vas avoir une honda Si tu aime pas les règle Ou si tu aime les règle Ça c'est ok Mais just souvient que Si tu écoute les règle Tu peux avoir une corvette Si tu écoute pas Tu vas avoir une honda

Epic Historical Rap Battle: World War I Scholars Showdown [Nate Kirkland] Let me break down these facts with historical precision The path to World War I needs careful revision From the Balkans to Belgium, alliances were tight Now let me school you on why this conflict came to light The assassination of Franz Ferdinand was the spark But deeper causes were brewing in Europe's dark Militarism, alliances, imperialism too These are the facts, what's your point of view? [Ryan Lindabury] Hold up, professor, let me add to this tale The arms race in Europe was set to sail Germany's growing power made Britain uptight While France and Russia formed bonds of might Nationalism was rising, tensions were high The powder keg of Europe was ready to fly The Schlieffen Plan was Germany's big mistake A two-front war, more than they could take [Nate Kirkland] But don't forget the Ottoman Empire's decline And the Balkan conflicts drawing that line Serbia's resistance to Austria's rule Created a crisis no one could cool The July Crisis of 1914 Changed everything, if you know what I mean A chain of events that no one could stop Like dominoes falling, alliances had to drop [Ryan Lindabury] You've got points there, but here's what I see The Great Powers all shared responsibility From Kaiser Wilhelm to Tsar Nicholas too Each leader's choices led to World War Two The mobilization plans sealed the deal Once started, there was no way to heal A modern war with ancient mindsets Led to trenches, tanks, and deep regrets [Together] Now students can learn from history's mistakes How a series of choices led to high stakes From local conflict to global strife World War I changed modern life Remember these lessons, they still ring true Peace requires wisdom, both old and new History teaches if we choose to learn Understanding the past helps future peace earn

Yo, Logan Winter, you a creep in the game, Touched a girl at KFC, now you’re drenched in shame. Convicted pedo, man, your life’s a disgrace, Rockin’ that two-shade turtle look on your face. Greasy fingers, yeah, you thought you’d score, But the only thing you caught was the law at the door. Fryin’ in the spotlight, you a fast-food fool, Now the whole town knows you broke every rule. Logan, Logan, you a mess, no doubt, Bad at football, man, you’re down and out. Cryin’ like a baby when Gary’s in sight, Two-shade turtle, better run from the fight. On the field, you’re trash, can’t kick, can’t run, Stumblin’ like your life, bro, you’re never number one. Sweatin’ in your boots when Gary Short rolls through, Tears on your cheeks, yeah, we see the real you. Predator vibes, you a stain on the earth, No redemption arc, no reclaimin’ your worth. KFC’s your stage, but the crowd don’t cheer, Just a sad little turtle drownin’ in fear. Logan, Logan, you a mess, no doubt, Bad at football, man, you’re down and out. Cryin’ like a baby when Gary’s in sight, Two-shade turtle, better run from the fight. Outro So here’s the diss, Logan, take it to heart, You’re a joke, a clown, fallin’ apart. From the KFC crime to your turtle-ass grin, Winter’s over, fool, you’ll never win.

Yo, Ashton, step up, let’s get this straight, Rockin’ that care home, carryin’ all that weight, Puffin’ and wheezin’, you’re a heavyweight champ, Rollin’ through the halls like a bloated lil’ tramp. They say you’re the king, but your throne’s a bed, Sweatin’ through the sheets, crumbs in your spread, Big talk, big boy, but you’re stuck in place, Ain’t no marathon, just a snack bar race. Ashton, oh Ashton, you’re sinkin’ so low, Fat stacks on your gut, movin’ mad slow, Care home legend, but it’s all a sham, Dissin’ you’s too easy, you’re a walkin’ ham! Mirror’s your enemy, pants don’t fit, Stretchin’ that waistband, throwin’ a fit, Care home crew, they’re tired of your mess, Eatin’ all the snacks, leavin’ none for the rest. You’re the talk of the block, but not for fame, Waddlin’ through life, it’s a damn shame, Call you Big Ash, but it ain’t no flex, Just a dude in a gown with a triple-X. Ashton, oh Ashton, you’re sinkin’ so low, Fat stacks on your gut, movin’ mad slow, Care home legend, but it’s all a sham, Dissin’ you’s too easy, you’re a walkin’ ham! So take this L, Ash, it’s a gift from me, A diss so fat, it’s your legacy, Stay in that home, keep stackin’ them plates, You’re the punchline king, sealed your fate!

[Verse] Rüzgar estikçe aklımda deli düşler, Elma tadında masallarda gizli köşeler. Gökkuşağı renklerinde dans eden geceler, Nisa'nın çoraplarıyla döner dizeler. [Verse 2] Güzel günler, hafızamda yankılanır, Rüzgar getirdiğinde hatıra canlanır. Elma dilimleri gibi tatlı anlar, Gökkuşağında saklı kalmış sırlar. [Chorus] Rüzgar estiğinde hayaller uçuşur, Elma kokusu sokaklarda dolaşır. Gökkuşağı renginde sevda konuşur, Nisa’nın çorapları ritmi coşturur. [Bridge] Rüzgarın sesiyle yelken açarım, Elma ağaçlarının gölgesinde otururum. Gökkuşağı altında seni bulurum, Nisa'nın çoraplarıyla hayal kurarım. [Verse 3] Güzel hatıralar, zengin renklerle süslenir, Rüzgarın esintisi yüreğimde neşelenir. Elma bahçelerinde boğulur sevinçler, Gökkuşağı altından geçer her geceler. [Chorus] Rüzgar estiğinde hayaller uçuşur, Elma kokusu sokaklarda dolaşır. Gökkuşağı renginde sevda konuşur, Nisa’nın çorapları ritmi coşturur.