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(Intro) Yo, listen close, I’m about to tell, The story of a Suufii who lived so well. From Borno to Jimma, his light would grow, Al-Faki Ahmad Umar, let the legend flow. (Verse 1) Seven years old, the Prophet appeared, Not in a dream, but awake and clear. By nine, the Qur'an was locked in his heart, A Suufii in training, ready to start. He studied the law, the Maliki way, But the Suufii path called him every day. Fasting, praying, seeking the truth, An ascetic’s journey began in his youth. In Khartoum’s heat, he stood alone, Twelve days in khalwa, the divine was shown. No guide by his side, but he reached the heights, Found God’s presence in endless nights. (Chorus) From Borno to Jimma, his fame was spread, A Suufii healer with a touch that bred. Through prayers and baraka, his power was right, Al-Faki Ahmad Umar, the Suufii’s light. (Verse 2) Tijaniya embraced him, gave him the keys, A Suufii master with wisdom to please. The Prophet himself gave him a decree, To share the dhikr and set souls free. He healed the sick with a word or a hand, A Suufii whose touch could cure the land. Leprosy, blindness, pain, and despair, Were no match for the Suufii’s care. In Beni Shangul, his baraka rose, He became the hope when doors would close. Christians and Muslims came to his side, All seeking the Suufii to be their guide. (Bridge) He taught his disciples the Suufii way, In khalwa’s depths, their souls would stay. Through hunger and prayer, they found the divine, Their spirits lit like Ahmad’s shine. (Chorus) From Borno to Jimma, his fame was spread, A Suufii healer with a touch that bred. Through prayers and baraka, his power was right, Al-Faki Ahmad Umar, the Suufii’s light. (Verse 3) The Italians came with suspicion and might, But even they bowed to the Suufii’s light. A plane they sent to take him away, But the sky refused—it chose to stay. To Ya’a he went, where dreams had led, A place of bamboo to rest his head. His final retreat, a Suufii’s peace, But his legacy lives, it’ll never cease. His family thrived, his teachings spread, Through them, his baraka isn’t dead. Disciples carried his wisdom far, A Suufii’s light, like a guiding star. (Bridge) Weekly prayers, the rituals rise, His name remembered in faithful eyes. Even in dreams, he still appears, A Suufii’s grace that spans the years. (Chorus) From Borno to Jimma, his fame was spread, A Suufii healer with a touch that bred. Through prayers and baraka, his power was right, Al-Faki Ahmad Umar, the Suufii’s light. (Outro) Yo, this ain’t just history, it’s a legacy strong, Of a Suufii who taught the world to belong. From the sands of Borno to Ethiopia’s plains, Al-Faki Ahmad Umar, forever remains. (Outro Adlibs) Yeah, the Suufii’s path, divine and true, Through trials and peace, he made it through. Al-Faki Ahmad Umar, your light shines on, In the hearts of the faithful, you’re never gone.

“Wrong Way (Lost Paths)” (Intro) Yo, this is a story ’bout three from the block, Tight like a knot, but they slipped off the clock. Dreams turned cold, hearts went astray, They took the wrong turn, now they’re fading away. (Verse 1) Three kids, same hood, same grind, same goals, Life in the struggle, tryna play their roles. Started with a spark, dreams big as the sky, But the streets called louder, couldn’t say goodbye. First homie got a taste for the money and the power, Started movin’ weight, stackin’ cash by the hour. Second one had a temper, couldn’t let it slide, Pulled the piece out quick—now there’s blood in his stride. Third thought he’d win with the women and the fame, But the bitches and the bottles only brought him shame. Now they’re locked in the cycle, can’t find no escape, It’s a one-way ticket to a broken fate. (Chorus) They went the wrong way, no light in the dark, Chasin’ fake dreams, now they’re falling apart. The streets don’t love you, they’ll swallow you whole, Three friends, three paths, but they lost their soul. (Verse 2) First dude’s pockets deep, but his heart’s hollow, Flashy on the ‘Gram, but the feds gon’ follow. Second dude cold, no remorse in his chest, But the ghosts of the past don’t let him rest. Third homie’s drowning in the women and the lies, But the high don’t last, now he’s dead inside. They used to share laughs, now it’s all paranoia, Once brothers in arms, now the streets destroy ya. They thought they were kings, but they’re slaves to the game, Traded their dreams for the streets’ false fame. Tied to the grind, but the grind don’t care, When the smoke clears, ain’t nobody there. (Chorus) They went the wrong way, no light in the dark, Chasin’ fake dreams, now they’re falling apart. The streets don’t love you, they’ll swallow you whole, Three friends, three paths, but they lost their soul. (Bridge) Look in the mirror—tell me, what do you see? The life you chose, or the man you could be? The streets got rules, but the game don’t play fair, One slip, and you’re gone—does anyone care? Is it too late to turn back, rewrite the script? Or are they too far gone, can’t handle the shift? From the block to the bottom, the story unfolds, Three hearts turned cold, and the devil took hold. (Outro) Yo, this ain’t just a song—it’s a lesson to learn, The fire’s enticing, but you’re bound to get burned. To anyone listening, don’t let your dreams stray, ‘Cause the streets won’t love you—they’ll lead you the wrong way.

(Verse 1) Yo, it’s Compton, West Coast, the city of grit, Where the sun sets fire and the streets stay lit. Concrete jungle, survival’s the key, Dodgin’ bullets while we dream of bein’ free. Palm trees stand tall, but life feels low, The block’s ice cold, but the hustle still grows. Cops roll through, but they ain’t got the love, Helicopters circle like vultures above. It’s the land of the brave, but the scars run deep, Where the innocent die and the mothers still weep. From the alleys to the avenues, it’s all the same, Compton built legends, now remember the name. (Chorus) Compton nights, where the struggle’s real, Grit and grind is the life we feel. Lowriders roll, the streets don’t sleep, In the heart of the hood, where the memories creep. (Verse 2) Young Gs on the corner, tryin’ to make a buck, Some stay loyal, some run out of luck. The OGs preach, “Keep your eyes on the prize,” But the system’s got us trapped under Cali skies. We grew up on Dre, Cube, and that N.W.A., Told the world about the struggles of the CPT way. Hustlin’ for a dollar, dodgin’ the flame, But out here, your dreams gotta outrun the game. Graffiti on the walls, tellin’ stories of pain, Every block got a history carved in the name. Compton raised me, the streets don’t lie, Where the strong survive and the weak say goodbye. (Chorus) Compton nights, where the struggle’s real, Grit and grind is the life we feel. Lowriders roll, the streets don’t sleep, In the heart of the hood, where the memories creep. (Bridge) From the gangsta beats to the gangsta streets, We turned the chaos into legendary heat. The West Coast sound, it was born in these blocks, Now it echoes worldwide, tickin’ like a clock. This is for the homies who never made it out, For the voices silenced by a world full of doubt. But we still here, reppin’ Compton pride, Westside forever, let the truth collide. (Outro) So when you hear that bassline, know where it’s from, Compton, California, the city of drums. Where the nights are cold, but the spirit’s alive, Straight outta Compton, where legends survive.

(Verse 1) Three kids from the block, they had dreams to chase, Grew up together, always kept the same pace. But somewhere down the line, the road got dark, Lost in the night, they missed their spark. It started with a drink, just a little thrill, Then the high got higher, they craved the kill. Money and power, they thought they’d won, But the deeper they dove, the brighter burned the sun. (Chorus) They went the wrong way, hearts turned to stone, Chasing shadows, they called it their own. In a world of chaos, they couldn’t break free, Three friends lost, who’d they choose to be? (Verse 2) One pulled the trigger, thought he owned the game, The other dealt poison, drowning in the shame. The third, well, he chased the women and fame, But none of them could hide from the devil’s name. The streets sang songs of blood and regret, Deals made in darkness, pain they’d never forget. Their laughter turned cold, trust fell apart, What’s the price of a soul? They sold their hearts. (Chorus) They went the wrong way, hearts turned to stone, Chasing shadows, they called it their own. In a world of chaos, they couldn’t break free, Three friends lost, who’d they choose to be? (Bridge) In the mirror’s reflection, they saw the cost, Three lives once golden, now broken and lost. The path they chose led them far from grace, But redemption waits if they’d just embrace. (Outro) Three friends, three stories, one tragic end, Lessons unlearned, wounds that won’t mend. The wrong way’s a warning for those who might stray, Choose love, not darkness—don’t lose your way.

It's me against the world I'm gonna watch you burn Even though it is so dark I'll never surrender When I think of the fame And I think of the gain I'mma play the same game That I've always played Living in a nightmare And I can't seem to get away It's me against the world Living in a nightmare You get what you deserve Living in a nightmare Risk, no reward Live and die by the sword You don't want it anymore It's a roll of the dice And when I think twice I shouldn't have let you win Living in a nightmare That you create to kill the pain You know I always gotta take control Never gonna stop, we know When I think of the fame And I think of the gain I'mma play the same game That I've always played Living in a nightmare And I can't seem to get away It's me against the world You get what you deserve Still living in the nightmare you made I'm gonna watch you burn Living in a nightmare Still living in the nightmare you made It's me against the world I'm gonna watch you burn Even though it is so dark I'll never surrender When I think of the fame And I think of the gain I'mma play the same game That I've always played Living in a nightmare And I can't seem to get away It's me against the world Living in a nightmare You get what you deserve Living in a nightmare Risk, no reward Live and die by the sword You don't want it anymore It's a roll of the dice And when I think twice I shouldn't have let you win Living in a nightmare That you create to kill the pain You know I always gotta take control Never gonna stop, we know When I think of the fame And I think of the gain I'mma play the same game That I've always played Living in a nightmare And I can't seem to get away It's me against the world You get what you deserve Still living in the nightmare you made I'm gonna watch you burn Living in a nightmare Still living in the nightmare you made

ስገሰግስ ለመድረስ ከህልሜ ስራመድ በወኔ ሰነፉን ቀድሜ ለመድረስ ከህልሜ አላቆም መንገዴን ቢበዛም ህመሜ x2 ሁሉን ተጋፈጥ በፍፁም አትፍራ ቢበዛ መከራ ነቃ በል ህይወትህ እንዲያበራ በል ተር ተር አትሁን ፉራ ቆፍጠን ብለህ ስራ x2 አትቁረጥ ተስፋ ሁሉም ያልፋልና ቀና በል ቀና ካንገትህ ቀና መንገድህን ተራመድ ሁልጊዜ በል ቀና ማንም እንዳይመራ የራስህ ሕይወት ነውና ስገሰግስ ለመድረስ ከህልሜ ስራመድ በወኔ ሰነፉን ቀድሜ ለመድረስ ከህልሜ አላቆም መንገዴን ቢበዛም ህመሜ ብዬ ነበር መቼም አልተውሽም ሴት በሴት ይተካል ቻው እናቴ አይደለሽም እሩጫዬ ለመድረስ ካሰብኩት ቦታ እሰራለው ቀን ማታ የምን ጨዋታ ነቃ በል ማንም እንዳይረታ ንግግሬ ነው ዝምታ እስክደርስ ከከፍታ ይዞ መገኘት ነው ትልቁ ጨዋታ ጉበዜ በል በርታ አትቁረጥ ተስፋ ምንም ቢከፋ ሁሉም ይመጣል ከሰራ ከለፋ በጊዜ በል ንቃ ቀልዱ እዚጋ ይብቃ አላቆም መንገዴን ቢበዛም ህመሜ ምሮጠው ለህልሜ ሰነፉን ቀድሜ የለም እረፍት ሚባል ሳልደርስም ከህልም እሮጣለው ቀን ማታ ልክ እንደ ቀለሜ አልቀልድ ምሰራው ገግሜ ስገሰግስ ለመድረስ ከህልሜ ስራመድ በወኔ ሰነፉን ቀድሜ ለመድረስ ከህልሜ አላቆም መንገዴን ቢበዛም ህመሜ ሁሉን ተጋፈጥ በፍፁም አትፍራ ቢበዛ መከራ ነቃ በል ህይወትህ እንዲያበራ በል ተር ተር አትሁን ፉራ ቆፍጠን ብለህ ስራ አትቁረጥ ተስፋ ሁሉም ያልፋልና ቀና በል ቀና ካንገትህ ቀና መንገድህን ተራመድ ሁልጊዜ በል ቀና

(INTRO) DAJEŠ SVE OD SEBE A NIKO NE DAJE STO POSTO ZAŠTO DJETE ONDA NEBI OSTO I NE MISLIM NA TEBE SAMO NA OVO BOLNO VRIJEME TOLIKO NEPOTREBNOG RAZMIŠLJANJA, DA BOLI TJEME (REFREN) SVE BI ALI NEBI NIŠTA SNOVI BEZ PLANA SU SAMO PRIČA TAKO ĆE I OSTATI NIŠTA RECI MI GDJE VODI TA PRIČA (VERS 1) ZAJEBO SI ME JEDNOM BUDEŠ I DRUGI PUT TRČI, TRČI SVOME SLUGI KOJI UVIJEK PODILAZI KAKO BI MU SVI ŠUPAK LIZALI KAO P. DIDDIY GLE VIDI NEMOJ BITI NEEDY KAE BILO, SAD SE STIDI DOK TI BACAM GREEDY SVE BI ALI NEBI NIŠTA TAKO ĆE I OSTATI NIŠTA I ZAŠTO TI JE TAKO TEŠKO NAĆI SREĆU U MALIM STVARIMA STALNA PITANJA,SKRIVAJU ODGOVORE U STARIM DANIMA DOK OVISIŠ SAM O SEBI ZAHVALJUJEM SE TEBI,TEBI I TEBI JER SI PROBUDIO LAVA I ŠTA ĆEMO SADA SADA IDEM PO 100 GLAVA I TKO ĆE ME ZAUSTAVITI TADA (REFREN) SVE BI ALI NEBI NIŠTA SNOVI BEZ PLANA SU SAMO PRIČA TAKO ĆE I OSTATI NIŠTA RECI MI GDJE VODI TA PRIČA (VERS 2) ONAJ OSJEĆAJ KO DA UMIREM, A TEK SAD BUDIM SE I SADA SUDIM SVE FALI MI TAJ STARI DOPAMIN AL I DALJE IDEM KO YAMAL LAMINE I TE TVOJE OČI PRAZNE MOŽDA TI STVARI S VREMENOM BUDU JASNE KORAK ISPRED TEBE UVIJEK ZATOČENIK PRAZNOG UMA TAKAV ČEŠ OSTATI ZAUVIJEK BOG MI JE VEĆ DAO KO ZNA KOJU ŠANSU AL GLAVA I DALJE U TRANSU CILJEVI NE ZNAM NI ŠTA SU IZGLEDA DA MI JE SUĐENO DA ZABAVLJAM MASU MOŽDA ONDA I STAVIM KOJU KINTU U KASU (REFREN) SVE BI ALI NEBI NIŠTA SNOVI BEZ PLANA SU SAMO PRIČA TAKO ĆE I OSTATI NIŠTA RECI MI GDJE VODI TA PRIČA (PRE-OUTRO) BIO UVIJEK TU ZA TEBE SKORO OD KAD SMO BILI AMEBE TVOJ PRIVATNI DOKTOR PHILL ISKRENO NEDA MI SE PONAVLJAT JEDAN TE ISTI DRILL DAJEM TI ŽELJU FOR THE LAST MEAL I OVAJ PUT SAM REAL (REFREN) SVE BI ALI NEBI NIŠTA SNOVI BEZ PLANA SU SAMO PRIČA TAKO ĆE I OSTATI NIŠTA RECI MI GDJE VODI TA PRIČA (OUTRO) BEZ VOLJE BEZ ŽARA U OČIMA (REFREN) SVE BI ALI NEBI NIŠTA SNOVI BEZ PLANA SU SAMO PRIČA TAKO ĆE I OSTATI NIŠTA RECI MI GDJE VODI TA PRIČA SVE BI, ALI OSTAJE SAMO TIŠINA

Kaj je absolutizem? Vse pod eno roko, kralj vlada svetu, ljudstvo gre globoko. Kje je pravica, kje je razum? Absolutizem tone, razsvetljenstvo v zaton! Na tronu sedi, krokarji so blizu, zakon je njegov, nikogar ne vpraša za vizo. Vse, kar vidi, je njegova last, a ljudstvo v temi šepeta svoj glas. Davki, vojne, nobenega upanja, vse je zadušeno, svoboda je vprašanje. Ljudje so nemočni, ko množica tone v strahu, a njihova moč se bo enkrat dvignila, to je pot v nov zrak. Kaj je absolutizem? Vse pod eno roko, kralj vlada svetu, ljudstvo gre globoko. Kje je pravica, kje je razum? Absolutizem tone, razsvetljenstvo v zaton! Ampak glej, prihaja luč z obzorja, razsvetljenstvo prinaša moč razuma. Ideje letijo kot iskre v temo, svoboda in pravica se dvigata z roko. Filozofi pišejo, njihove misli žarijo, kralji se bojijo, ko množice vstajajo. Ko ljudje začnejo iskat svojo pot, se zgodovina spreminja, svoboda je naš cilj, naš dotik. Kaj je absolutizem? Vse pod eno roko, kralj vlada svetu, ljudstvo gre globoko. Kje je pravica, kje je razum? Absolutizem tone, razsvetljenstvo v zaton! Oblast na prestolu, njena moč je slepa, ljudstvo v senci na prihodnost čaka. A iskrica znanja je v temo padla, svetovna luč se je počasi prižgala. Moč razuma gre proti njihovim zidovom, absolutizem se maje pod bremenom dvomov. Ljudje se prebujajo in si želijo svobode, novi svet bo zgrajen, z ljubeznijo, upanjem in svobodami

Novák na Hlaváku, cigáro zvedá ze země Huli vajgly, dává emo prdeli, ve stínu města temně Sny se mu motají v hlavě, každej krok je výzva Emo vibe ho drží, v očích má divoký svit Na rohu prodává, co se dá, a nikdo neví Každej den je jako poslední, život v rytmu beatů Kráčí ulicí, srdce v dlani, emo drama žije Novák je ten, co dá, co se neodváží nikdo jinej Ref: Novák v ulicích, město jeho scéna Každej krok je příběh, žádná rutina V kapsách sny, co ho ženou dál Emo král, co žije svůj ideál Noc je dlouhá, město nikdy nespí Novák ví, že život není lehkej Ale s cigárem v ruce a beatem v duši Je to král, co nikdy nepadne, nikdy nezkusí Na Hlaváku s klidem, v kapsách prázdno Ale v srdci plamen, co nikdy nehasne Každej tah, každej krok, jeho životní hra Novák je legenda, co nikdy nezastaví se Ref: Novák v ulicích, město jeho scéna Každej krok je příběh, žádná rutina V kapsách sny, co ho ženou dál Emo král, co žije svůj ideál Život je boj, ale Novák se nevzdává Každej pád je jen další lekce, co dává Stojí pevně, i když kolem vše padá Novák je legenda, jeho příběh nikdy nezaniká Outro: Novák, jméno, co zní ulicemi Jeho příběh žije dál, v každým z nás Každej má svůj sen, svůj osud Novák je důkaz, že všechno je možný

Check it BMW roaring, built to outlast. Fast and Furious, the ride’s a beast, Burning up the streets, never slow in the least. Working hard, chasing dreams Building house, buying cars, life fit for a queen. Gave it all for love, but it fell apart, She took the flame, scarred hearts, she took it all She turned cold, yeah, lost the flame, Split it like a crash in the fast lane. Her fam dropped a hundred grand to see it end, Took the cash, hit the road, time to grow. Pushing the limits, no doubt, Engine screaming loud ‘til it gave out. Smoke in the rearview, flames in the night, Lost the car, but the spirit’s still tight. Met a girl, thought she was cool. Flew to paradise, living under the sun, smoking cigars, living life, Peace called louder than the tropical breeze, Let her go, found freedom with ease. She turned cold, yeah, lost the flame, Split it like a crash in the fast lane. Her fam dropped a hundred grand to see it end, Took the cash, hit the road, time to grow Now it’s all about the mission, chasing truth, Building an empire, proof in the proof. Fast cars, clear mind, hustling hard, Staying at peace, playing all them cards right Yeh, flying high, BMW’s gone, but still touching the sky. Focused on the grind, the hustle won’t cease, Living a life that’s all about peace.

Simprop Hero (To the tune of "Jukebox Hero") Standing at his desk, With the markets live, The charts were flashing red, But he was ready to thrive. He saw the futures rise, He could feel the flow, He had the fire inside, And he had to know. It was just one trade, A small futures call, But it sparked his drive, He would master it all! (Chorus) He’s a Simprop Hero! With his eyes on the charts tonight! Simprop Hero! Trading ticks and the market’s fight! In a world of spreads, And the daily grind, He’s found his edge And he’s refined his mind. He learned to take the gains, And how to cut the loss, With discipline and skill, He became the boss! (Chorus) He’s a Simprop Hero! With his strategy tight tonight! Simprop Hero! Futures trading feels so right! (Bridge) And now the bell is ringing, The session’s open wide, From a novice in the game, To a trader with great pride! (Final Chorus) He’s a Simprop Hero! With the platform as his tool tonight! Simprop Hero! Turning ticks into profits bright! Simprop Hero! Now the market’s his delight!