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[Verse 1] Sunset on the stoop, smoke curls like cursive, Sneakers scuff these streets where the struggle surfaces. Pocket full of dreams, but the rent’s a burglar— Momma’s prayers still echo: “Boy, don’t let ‘em murder ya.” East Coast winters, cold hands, warm ambition, Rhymes scribbled on napkins, my soul’s ammunition. From Queensbridge shadows to Brooklyn’s bright lights, Every scar’s a chapter, every dawn a rewrite. [Chorus] We rise slow, grind slower, heartbeats sync to the sample, Life’s a jazz loop—pain and joy, no example. Good livin’ ain’t given, it’s built in the scramble, Concrete lullabies, where the hustle and hope ramble. [Verse 2] Corner store prophets preach in loose change, Taxi horns harmonize with the subway’s refrain. Grandpop’s ghost in my Walkman, cracklin’ through the static, “Survive the madness, but keep your soul cinematic.” I wear my city like a leather jacket— Faded, torn at the edges, but still I rock it. Every “NO” just fuel, every “YES” a trophy, We bloom in the cracks, where the pavement’s lonely. [Bridge] (Piano riff drips like August rain…) This life’s a chessboard, we pawns turned kings, Checkmate the doubt with the truth that we bring. The grind’s a love song, the struggle’s the chorus, From project windows, we watch the horizon for us. [Chorus] We rise slow, grind slower, heartbeats sync to the sample, Life’s a jazz loop—pain and joy, no example. Good livin’ ain’t given, it’s built in the scramble, Concrete lullabies, where the hustle and hope ramble. [Outro] (Beat drops to a muted trumpet & vinyl crackle…) Yeah… Aim’s to live smooth, even when the blocks rough, Find heaven in the little things—’cause the world’s enough. Head nod to the OGs, their wisdom in my stride,* East Coast heartbeat… forever in my side.*

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Aquí tienes una tiradera con el flow de Luar La L: mucha actitud, barras pesadas y delivery agresivo. (Intro) Ey, Sergio, llegó tu pesadilla… Tú dices que eres duro, pero eso es mentira… Móntate en la pista, que te bajo la autoestima… (Verso 1) Tú fronteas mucho, pero na’ de na’ Dices que eres capo, pero no das pa’ más Siempre en el lobby, pero en modo espectador Tú no ganas una, eres un bot sin motor Ey, Sergio, deja la pauta Hablas de dinero y andas con la cuenta en pausa Dices que eres real, pero puro bla bla Tu flow está en crisis, necesita un rescate ya (Coro) Tú no eres maleante, tú eres un meme Tienes más cuentos que los de la tele Hablas de movie, pero sin elenco Eres el extra que cortan en el estreno (Verso 2) Tú no das miedo ni en Halloween Tu game está roto, puro bug, no sirves pa’l team Yo soy el update que te borra del sistema Bajo pa’l lobby y te dejo sin esquema Quieres frontearme, pero no hay break Soy como el boss en modo insane Tú eres un level uno sin ningún upgrade Ni con trucos pasas, ya perdiste el game (Outro) Ya, ya, ya, bájale dos, Tu movie es de comedia, no de acción… Sergio, mejor retírate, El mic no es pa’ ti…

Verse1: Ama amaa O tam bir karizmaa Boşuna yal var maa Köksal diye yazılır adam diye okunur Ne büyük bişi bu yaa Nakarat: Yo yoo Köksal bır rooo Adamın dibi dirrr ooo Türkiye yetmedi ağladı kızlar Tüm ÇİN onu bek liyooo Verse2: Kan Kaaan Erkektir o safkaan Kızları o dur ağlataan Çıldırmasın sokaklarda kızlarr Yanar ona yan bakaan Nakarat: Yo yoo Köksal bır rooo Adamın dibi dirrr ooo Türkiye yetmedi ağladı kızlar Tüm ÇİN onu bek liyooo Verse3: La laa laarı Sevmez leydi boyları İmzasıdır kulakları Massai kabilesinden olduğu belli Annemin üvey evladıı Nakarat: Yo yoo Köksal bır rooo Adamın dibi dirrr ooo Türkiye yetmedi ağladı kızlar Tüm ÇİN onu bek liyooo

Sun lo duniya, Malik AJ ka ye scene hai Mic pe aaya to sab ka dream hai Beats pe chalta hoon jaise lightning Swag aur style mera always shining Mujh se panga lena galti hogi Rap game ka king, baat ye pakki hogiMalik AJ naam yaad rakh lena Har stage ka main hai boss banna Dhoom macha doon har beat pe World ka king main elite peLafzon ka jadugar, vibe mera heavy Lyrics aise jaise gold ki treasury Competition ka koi chance nahi Har line fire, koi dance nahi Mic uthata hoon, duniya sunti hai Malik AJ ki baat viral banti haiYo Malik AJ ki baatein heavy Rap ka scene mera legendary Sab ko main karta hypnotize Flow ka level hai enterpriseMalik AJ naam yaad rakh lena Har stage ka main hai boss banna Dhoom macha doon har beat pe World ka king main elite peGame ka scene, ab mera hai rule Malik AJ ka naam hai cool Superhit track, duniya ka craze Rap ka level ab high phase!

Verse1: Ama amaa O tam bir karizmaa Boşuna yal var maa Köksal diye yazılır adam diye okunur Ne büyük bişi bu yaa Nakarat: Yo yoo Köksal bır rooo Adamın dibi dirrr ooo Türkiye yetmedi ağladı kızlar Tüm ÇİN onu bek liyooo Verse2: Kan Kaaan Erkektir o safkaan Kızları o dur ağlataan Çıldırmasın sokaklarda kızlarr Yanar ona yan bakaan Nakarat: Yo yoo Köksal bır rooo Adamın dibi dirrr ooo Türkiye yetmedi ağladı kızlar Tüm ÇİN onu bek liyooo Verse3: La laa laarı Sevmez leydi boyları İmzasıdır kulakları Massai kabilesinden olduğu belli Annemin üvey evladıı Nakarat: Yo yoo Köksal bır rooo Adamın dibi dirrr ooo Türkiye yetmedi ağladı kızlar Tüm ÇİN onu bek liyooo

Verse1: Ama amaa O tam bir karizmaa Boşuna yal var maa Köksal diye yazılır adam diye okunur Ne büyük bişi bu yaa Nakarat: Yo yoo Köksal bır rooo Adamın dibi dirrr ooo Türkiye yetmedi ağladı kızlar Tüm ÇİN onu bek liyooo Verse2: Kan Kaaan Erkektir o safkaan Kızları o dur ağlataan Çıldırmasın sokaklarda kızlarr Yanar ona yan bakaan Nakarat: Yo yoo Köksal bır rooo Adamın dibi dirrr ooo Türkiye yetmedi ağladı kızlar Tüm ÇİN onu bek liyooo Verse3: La laa laarı Sevmez leydi boyları İmzasıdır kulakları Massai kabilesinden olduğu belli Annemin üvey evladıı Nakarat: Yo yoo Köksal bır rooo Adamın dibi dirrr ooo Türkiye yetmedi ağladı kızlar Tüm ÇİN onu bek liyooo

[Verse] Cloud ascendants, puffin' on green epistles, Flippin' new age scrolls, I lead like apostles. Paper planes, in the sky, weaving life's quilt, Money talks, but my art ain't built by the filth. [Chorus] Life's a hazy chase through smoke and mirrors, Counting stacks, but dreams pull me nearer. Walls conspire, but my vision clearer, Money can't bind when my soul's a freer. [Verse 2] Wake and bake, brushstrokes on life's canvas, Weed haze paintin' dreams, no madness. Deep dive, swim in thoughts so lavish, Art inflates where the world feels banished. [Chorus] Life's a hazy chase through smoke and mirrors, Counting stacks, but dreams pull me nearer. Walls conspire, but my vision clearer, Money can't bind when my soul's a freer. [Bridge] Drill through the vibe, keep hustlin' clean, Currency's nice, but it ain't the dream. Art's the heart, beats in serene, Life's design, all guided by the beam. [Verse 3] New wave, floatin' past the old chains, Cloudy minds work in higher planes. Money rains but art sustains, True wealth, embedded in life’s veins.

[Verse] Streetlights flicker shadows grow tall Echoes of the city's midnight call Sneakers scuff pavement chasing a dream Lost in the hustle chasing that cream [Verse 2] Concrete jungle hearts made of steel Hard to find light when you barely feel Graffiti stories on each brick wall Life in the fast lane praying not to fall [Chorus] We keep on running through midnight's glow Chasing ambitions the world don't know Every step we take breaking the mold In the city of stories silver and gold [Verse 3] Neon signs blazin lighting the path Rhythms of life in a city's wrath Every corner has a history to tell Footsteps of the lost trying to rebel [Bridge] Stars above twinkle through smoky haze Dreams intertwining in endless maze Promises whispered in alley's dark Searching for a spark leaving a mark [Chorus] We keep on running through midnight's glow Chasing ambitions the world don't know Every step we take breaking the mold In the city of stories silver and gold