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Intro: (Amapiano log drums melt into Afrobeat horns) Artist (ad-lib): Ooh, yeah-yeah… Na the Big Man dey para! Verse 1: I just landed, private wing, no visa, Lagos to Havana, my drip got the fiends in a fever. Patek on my wrist, but time no fit measure my cheddar, Moët in my cup, sip slow—life sweet like suya. Island breeze in my hair, shawty say she wanna be there, Whisper, “Baby, meet me where the waves kiss the equator.” Jet life, no cabin pressure—we higher than ever, Stackin’ milli, no naira—🇳🇬to🇺🇸dollar. Pre-Chorus: Dem say, “Why you flashin’?” I say, “Why you askin’?” If the grind was a movie, mine’s Oscar-nominated. From the city to the cosmos—I done levitated, Now my money singin’ chorus—every note platinumated. Chorus (Hook): Badì badì—we dey flex on the regular! (Amapiano piano riff) Cash on cash, no debit—jet life, no competitor! Island vibes, shawty’s waist—make the devil say, “God forgive her!” Gucci on my body, Patek on my wrist—call me the Timepiece Killa! Verse 2 (Explicit): Shawty got that yansh like a double-barrel, She bend it over, make the Amapiano 🔊holler. No kiss-and-tell, but her tongue’s a storyteller, Champagne tears—she cried a pool in the cellar. We don’t chase, we attract—money magnet, Haters drownin’ in their sweat, we just laugh at the panic. Roll a blunt with a hundred—call it “cash aromatic,” Flyin’ east, sunrise—sky’s my new Atlantic. Bridge: Dem talk “humble”… but why? When the world know your name? I’m the flame in the dark, OG in the game. From the trenches to the penthouse—same pain, different chains, Now I’m winnin’ in a way make legends 🇳🇬dance in their graves. Chorus (Reprise): Badì badì—we dey flex on the regular! Cash on cash, no debit—jet life, no competitor! Island vibes, shawty’s waist—make the devil say, “God forgive her!” Gucci on my body, Patek on my wrist—call me the Timepiece Killa! Outro (Amapiano Drop): (Log drums, whistles, and ad-libs fade)

chi ci sfida torna in rovina Nico che segna, Accio che spacca, Ivo che corre, la porta si stacca! Corti randella, Bozz è un muro, chi prova a passare lo prende nel culo! Non c’è partita, non c’è pietà, vi rimandiamo a casa divisi a metà! Oh oh oh, Costa Serina! Vi facciamo a pezzi prima di cena! Oh oh oh, Costa Serina! Vi sotterriamo nella farina! Botte, sudore, parole pesanti, qui comandiamo, voi siete dei fanti! Costa Serina, rabbia e veleno, chi ci affronta si sveglia sereno!

Verse 1 [Slow, muffled drum loop, distant piano keys] I’m chain-smokin’ regrets in this hollow space, Your perfume’s a ghost, I can’t erase. Fuckin’ up the trust, yeah, I played it wrong, Now the silence screams where your laugh belonged. Burned our photos, but the ashes still glow, Empty bottles, empty bed—where’d you go? Should’ve held your heart like a fragile thing, Now I’m just a fool with a cracked wedding ring. Pre-Chorus [Eerie vocal sample, bass drop] Rain taps the window, same rhythm as your name, I’m drownin’ in the static of my stupid games… Chorus [Haunting synth swell, slowed trap snare] Come home, come home, even if it’s just to fight, I’ll carve my apologies in the neon light. The city’s cold without your heartbeat in my chest, Come home, come home—I’ll fix this fuckin’ mess. Verse 2 [Gritty guitar plucks, vinyl crackle] Your side of the closet’s a museum of pain, Every thread whispers “you loved me in vain.” I’m a jukebox stuck on our last goodbye, Playin’ “should’ve lied” instead of “let’s rewind.” I stalked your IG, double-tapped a memory, Thumbprint on the screen where you used to be. Fuck pride, I’ll crawl through hell’s gasoline, Just to hear you sigh, “you’re still my tragedy.” Bridge [Distorted vocal chop, sparse kick drum] I’m a fire without oxygen, a song on skip, Ain’t no saints here—just my ego’s eclipse. If the universe could gimme one more try, I’d rewrite every “I” into “we” in the sky… Chorus [Synth crescendo, rain intensifies] Come home, come home, even if it’s just to fight, I’ll carve my apologies in the neon light. The city’s cold without your heartbeat in my chest, Come home, come home—I’ll fix this fuckin’ mess. Outro [Fading rain, distant electric hum] (Come home… come home…) The door’s unlocked, my pride’s in the trash, I’m just a shadow smokin’ hope’s last ash… (Come home… come home…)

Hace tiempo escribí varias canciones, pero poco me interesa que las canten los ratones. Las barras que suelto cortan como espadas, y el tonto murmura: "no me agrada". El ingenuo no piensa, no tiene razones, pero claro, ¿acaso él sabe de canciones? Las razones sobran, no hay nada que hablar, seguir siendo necio nos va a intoxicar. Romantizan la guerra y luego se espantan, creen que en el otro no hay mente que manda. Las guerras sin duda nos hacen cambiar, pregúntale al mundo por cierto alemán. Se quejan del humo y la contaminación, los mismos que frenan la fisión por temor. La ignorancia crece en cada rincón, por eso en la rima se encuentra el motor. Las bombas que lanzo no tienen caída, son versos que impactan, son rimas precisas. No esperes que esta sea mi barra más dura, un rapero no se hace si no tiene de amargura. Tantos delirantes vendiendo su ley, cuando su vida no es la de un rey. Idolatran todo menos el intelecto, luego lo imitan, que seres mas lerdos.

[Verse 1] (Dey play!) Lagos to Accra, my swagger no be lie, Her waist dey twist like jollof for fry, Money dey talk, no time for story^, If your vibe no sharp, abeg, waka commot. Cruise Third Mainland in my Range Rover, Her skin glow like she bathe for gold river, Police dey look, but my license na Gbedu^, Drop a billion for the bar—“Oga, open Henny two!” [Pre-Chorus] Party dey burn, no time for gbas gbos^, If you no get the kpakpa, you dey for loss, Baddie dey whine, I dey spray mulla like Pope, Tonight na for flex—tomorrow na for hope! [Chorus] Shakara shuffle! (Shuffle!)** Her back dey bend like bridge for Eko Atlantic, Omo, shege dey! (Shege dey!) If you no sabi dance, abeg, go learn logic! [Verse 2] Zanku legwork, she dey burst my brain, Her love na like suya—spicy but I’m addicted again, I no fear your man—him fit come test, My squad dey here with the oshoz^ for chest. Afrobeats loud, the DJ no dull, Girls dem dey scatter like goat for Ojude Oba, I dey live lavish, Fela no be my mate, But I burn the club like Burna burn for Odogwu state! [Bridge] Konto rhythm, shekpe^ waist, Girl dey para like she dey chop heaven’s cake, Original agbaya^, I no dey do remake, If you talk too much, ah! Igboro go reset you. [Outro] (Magicsticks, abeg, one more for the ajebutter^ dem!) Naija no dey carry last, we dey run the map, From Dakar to LA, we dey shut the trap, If you no know, now you know—oya, kpakpa reload! Dis no be music—na Naija explode! (Dey play!)

Hace tiempo escribí varias canciones, pero poco me interesa que las canten los ratones. Las barras que suelto cortan como espadas, y el tonto murmura: "no me agrada". El ingenuo no piensa, no tiene razones, pero claro, ¿acaso él sabe de canciones? Las razones sobran, no hay nada que hablar, seguir siendo necio nos va a intoxicar. Romantizan la guerra y luego se espantan, creen que en el otro no hay mente que manda. Las guerras sin duda nos hacen cambiar, pregúntale al mundo por cierto alemán. Se quejan del humo y la contaminación, los mismos que frenan la fisión por temor. La ignorancia crece en cada rincón, por eso en la rima se encuentra el motor. Las bombas que lanzo no tienen caída, son versos que impactan, son rimas precisas. No esperes que esta sea mi barra más dura, pero mastico el pasado y me deja amargura. Tantos delirantes vendiendo su ley, cuando su vida no inspira ni un freestyle. Idolatran todo menos el intelecto, luego lo imitan con puro cinismo.

Hace tiempo escribi varias canciones Pero poco me interesa que las escuchen los ratones Las barras de mi tema son una daga en el alma Y mientras el tonto anda diciendo "no me agrada" Y es que el ingenuo no piensa en las razones Pero claro es que acaso ¿Sabe de canciones? Las razones son bastantes y eso queda mas que claro Que permanecer siendo idiota contamina demasiado Romantizan la violencia y luego se chocaran de frente Con que del otro lado sigue habiendo un ser consciente Las guerras sin saberlo nos hacen a mejorar Sino preguntenle sobre aquel señorito aleman Es increible ver gente llorando contaminación Los mismos que abogan por cerrar plantas de fisión Y es que la ignorancia predomina en cada esquina Es por existimos los que educamos con la rima Las bombas que lanzo con mi boca no tienen perdida Aunque espero que no esperen que la mas fuerte sea esta "Las raíces no se niegan" incluso algunos las respetan Pero mastico mi pasado y solo me sabe a mierda Tantos delirantes intentando de impartir su ley de vida Cuando lo maximo que ha vivido apenas da para una letra Las personas enaltecen todo excepto el intelectualismo Para luego imitarlo mal, que patetico de cinismo

U tišini sobe, gdje sjene pričaju, Sjećanja se vraćaju, boli vječno igraju. Djetinjstvo izgubljeno, bez nježnog dodira, U domu bez ljubavi, gdje su suze plod mira. Tijelo mi je nosilo ožiljke, svaka rana priča, Tukli su me noću, dok su zvijezde tiho svijetlile. Nikad nisam odrastao uz tatu, bez vođenja ruke, Ne znam šta znači biti voljen, u obitelji gdje nema sreće. U tom svijetu tame, tražio sam izlaz, Sreću u drogi, u društvu gdje je sve blizu. Crna ovca obitelji, u kutu sjene stojim, Dok se smijeh drugih čuje, ja se u tišini borim. Odrastao sam u getu, među zidovima srušenim, Svaka ulica, svaka sjena, priča je neispričana. U okruženju boli, naučio sam preživjeti, U vrtlogu života, kako ne odustati. Ali unatoč svemu, srce još uvijek kuca, U potrazi za svjetlom, gdje nova nada dolazi. Možda ću jednog dana, pronaći svoj put, Osvojiti vlastite bitke, i pobjeći iz tminu. Jer unatoč svemu, ja sam ja, ne dam se slomiti, U srcu nosim snagu, da opet mogu voljeti. I za sve one koji pate, čujem njihov glas, U ovoj pjesmi, svaka suza, svaki korak, ostavlja trag.

Yeah, we drop in hot, no hesitation, Stackin’ up loot, feeling the domination. I got my duo, we’re a deadly team, We’re takin’ over, chasing the dream. We runnin' the map, we don't play no games, Building and battling, we’re setting the flames. Every fight we take, we own it with pride, Top of the leaderboard, we’re ready to ride. (Pre-Chorus) They can try, but they can’t outplay, We’re locked in, owning the game today. We hit our shots, there’s no delay, When we’re in the zone, we’ll lead the way. (Chorus) We’re the duo dominators, ain’t no way we stop, Climbing to the top, now we rise non-stop. Building, shooting, we’ve got the perfect plot, When we roll up, the whole lobby’s getting caught. We’re the duo dominators, taking over this game, We’re stackin’ up the wins, you’ll remember our name. No one’s standing in our way, we’re breaking through the flame, Top of the charts, we’re the duo that’s insane! (Verse 2) We’re hunting the dub, taking every fight, We don’t back down, we’re too good on sight. Storm’s closing in, but we’re making moves, Got the high ground, now we’re in the groove. Every zone we’re in, we own that spot, Enemies can't touch us, we’re giving all we’ve got. From duos to squads, we crush every round, Victory’s ours, just look at us now! (Pre-Chorus) They can try, but they can’t outplay, We’re locked in, owning the game today. We hit our shots, there’s no delay, When we’re in the zone, we’ll lead the way. (Chorus) We’re the duo dominators, ain’t no way we stop, Climbing to the top, now we rise non-stop. Building, shooting, we’ve got the perfect plot, When we roll up, the whole lobby’s getting caught. We’re the duo dominators, taking over this game, We’re stackin’ up the wins, you’ll remember our name. No one’s standing in our way, we’re breaking through the flame, Top of the charts, we’re the duo that’s insane! (Bridge) Double the power, double the grind, When we take the field, we leave 'em behind. We’re unstoppable, running the game, Duo domination, remember the name! (Chorus) We’re the duo dominators, ain’t no way we stop, Climbing to the top, now we rise non-stop. Building, shooting, we’ve got the perfect plot, When we roll up, the whole lobby’s getting caught. We’re the duo dominators, taking over this game, We’re stackin’ up the wins, you’ll remember our name. No one’s standing in our way, we’re breaking through the flame, Top of the charts, we’re the duo that’s insane! (Outro) We’re the duo dominators, watch us rise, Fortnite’s ours, we’ll take the prize. Dominating the game, we’re reaching new highs, A duo like us, we’re legends in disguise.

Yeah, we drop in hot, no hesitation, Stackin’ up loot, feeling the domination. I got my duo, we’re a deadly team, We’re takin’ over, chasing the dream. We runnin' the map, we don't play no games, Building and battling, we’re setting the flames. Every fight we take, we own it with pride, Top of the leaderboard, we’re ready to ride. (Pre-Chorus) They can try, but they can’t outplay, We’re locked in, owning the game today. We hit our shots, there’s no delay, When we’re in the zone, we’ll lead the way. (Chorus) We’re the duo dominators, ain’t no way we stop, Climbing to the top, now we rise non-stop. Building, shooting, we’ve got the perfect plot, When we roll up, the whole lobby’s getting caught. We’re the duo dominators, taking over this game, We’re stackin’ up the wins, you’ll remember our name. No one’s standing in our way, we’re breaking through the flame, Top of the charts, we’re the duo that’s insane! (Verse 2) We’re hunting the dub, taking every fight, We don’t back down, we’re too good on sight. Storm’s closing in, but we’re making moves, Got the high ground, now we’re in the groove. Every zone we’re in, we own that spot, Enemies can't touch us, we’re giving all we’ve got. From duos to squads, we crush every round, Victory’s ours, just look at us now! (Pre-Chorus) They can try, but they can’t outplay, We’re locked in, owning the game today. We hit our shots, there’s no delay, When we’re in the zone, we’ll lead the way. (Chorus) We’re the duo dominators, ain’t no way we stop, Climbing to the top, now we rise non-stop. Building, shooting, we’ve got the perfect plot, When we roll up, the whole lobby’s getting caught. We’re the duo dominators, taking over this game, We’re stackin’ up the wins, you’ll remember our name. No one’s standing in our way, we’re breaking through the flame, Top of the charts, we’re the duo that’s insane! (Bridge) Double the power, double the grind, When we take the field, we leave 'em behind. We’re unstoppable, running the game, Duo domination, remember the name! (Chorus) We’re the duo dominators, ain’t no way we stop, Climbing to the top, now we rise non-stop. Building, shooting, we’ve got the perfect plot, When we roll up, the whole lobby’s getting caught. We’re the duo dominators, taking over this game, We’re stackin’ up the wins, you’ll remember our name. No one’s standing in our way, we’re breaking through the flame, Top of the charts, we’re the duo that’s insane! (Outro) We’re the duo dominators, watch us rise, Fortnite’s ours, we’ll take the prize. Dominating the game, we’re reaching new highs, A duo like us, we’re legends in disguise.

Idę parkiem, jak z cebra pada, kaptur zakładam i idę nadal. Na chodnik postać blada ciężko upada, obok dom sąsiada - ktoś tam wciąż się skrada. Ze sobą narada: spadać czy to zbadać? Coś podpowiada: zostaw, nie wypada. Dylemat nie lada bo wypada nie zostawiać, lecz postać blada weszła za mroku parawan... Ciężka sprawa, cień na mnie nie pada, w dziwny stan to wprawia jak Szeherezada. Nagle skurcz mnie dopada więc na ławce siadam, a do drzwi sąsiada dobija się jakaś stara baba. Chora faza, to pewnie ta mocna trawa... Rozważam: po co była mi ta nocna wyprawa? i zauważam, że z placu zabaw idzie parada... Na czele - postać blada - psycha niedomaga! ref: Chory film, chory Ty i chory ja, to chore dni, chore sny i chory świat, upiory w nim budzą dziś upiory w nas, nie znamy ich choć ich ryj to lustra twarz. To chory film, chory Ty i chory ja, to chore dni, chore sny i chory świat, w tym świecie żyj brat, idź, upływa czas, byś dożył chwil gdy to Ty pokonasz strach. Zmiana kadru - poranek, Nowa Huta. W przemoczonych butach szukam co tak stuka. To chyba tutaj, w drzwiach judasz, pukam, czekam, słucham, nic, wjeżdżam z buta. Okiem rzucam: hala w chuj długa, żarówa mruga, sufit wsparty jest na stalowych słupach, na jednym z nich krwi struga, pod nim kałuża... Kurwa! wzrósł już puls - druga stówa! W przód się posuwam bo klamka zepsuta, hala czarna jak dupa, nawet na ścianach kupa. To dom Belzebuba, chyba umrę już tutaj choć adrenalina w żyłach ożywiłaby trupa. Brzęczy mi w uszach - to dźwięki łańcucha, coś jak z filmu o duchach. Co jeśli to kostucha?! Już chłód czuję w płucach - chmura pary gdy chucham, nagle ból jak chuj - nóż wystajemi z brzucha ref: Chory film, chory Ty i chory ja, to chore dni, chore sny i chory świat, upiory w nim budzą dziś upiory w nas, nie znamy ich choć ich ryj to lustra twarz. To chory film, chory Ty i chory ja, to chore dni, chore sny i chory świat, w tym świecie żyj brat, idź, upływa czas, byś dożył chwil gdy to Ty pokonasz strach. Kolejna kulminacja, znów mrugają światła, na stole leżę, brak mi tchu, to operacja? incepcja - niewolnik snów? Co to za akcja? W brzuchu już nie tkwi nóż, za to dezorientacja. Pęka czaszka, ból wciąż narasta od najmniejszych palców u stóp aż po kaftan. W płucach znów czuję chłód plus krwią kasłam. U drzwi klucz i klamka w dół - to duchy w maskach! Serca palpitacja, krew staje się rzadsza. Chciałbym ryj drzeć lecz w gardle drzazga. Wchodzi jakaś laska, też na twarzy maska, cera jak wapno jasna, do diaska... W końcu czas łaski nastał - budzi mnie matka: "Wstawaj, już trzynasta, przyszła do Ciebie paczka." Po nocy spocony, co w paczce, sprawdzam... szok - na zdjęciu: w masce blada laska...

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