Enfants des Rues

[Intro] Yo, listen up, heart broke but I’m still fly, Leveled up now, watch me touch the sky! [Verse 1] Love was a game, she played me wrong, But I’m the type to come back strong. Deleted her texts, muted her name, Now I’m the king, mastering my game. [Hook] Breakup ain't a loss, it's a lesson, Now I'm the boss, no second-guessin'. Head held high, swag on blast, This comeback story gonna forever last. [Verse 2] No more tears, no sleepless nights, Just big moves and brighter lights. She walked away, that’s her choice, I’m the one raising my voice. [Bridge] Step by step, I'm paving the way, Success on my mind every single day. Love’ll find me, no need to chase, Right now, I'm winning my own race. [Outro] Heart’s a warrior, built to survive, This is my anthem — I’m alive!

[Verse] Walking down the street with a beat in my head Graffiti on the walls speaking colors instead City lights flicker like a strobe in the haze Every step I take feels like I'm writing my phase [Verse 2] Sneakers hit pavement like a drum rolling tight A hustle in the shadows turns dark into light Pockets full of hope with a future to chase Every stumble is a lesson that I carefully place [Chorus] Concrete dreams rising high touching skies Hustle in my veins never telling lies Every crack in the sidewalk is a story to unfold Writing my legends in the cracks of gold [Bridge] Whispers in the alleys speak louder at night Echoes of ambitions taking flight Catching stars in a net of barbed wire Fueling my soul with an endless desire [Verse 3] Bus windows rattling with the beat of the town Every turn taken lifting me off the ground Heartbeats sync with horns and sirens Amongst the chaos I'm finding my islands [Chorus] Concrete dreams rising high touching skies Hustle in my veins never telling lies Every crack in the sidewalk is a story to unfold Writing my legends in the cracks of gold

[Verse] Des journées passées à chercher de l'ombre, Le béton brûlant, leurs petits pieds qui tombent, Rêves éphémères dans les ruelles sombres, Enfance dérobée par la rue qui les hante. [Chorus] Petits guerriers sous les étoiles noyées, Des sourires sincères malgré les larmes essuyées, L'innocence fuyante, qui peut la retrouver ? Dans l'obscurité, ils cherchent une voie libérée. [Verse 2] La course sans fin, les regards fuyants, Des mains tendues pour de rares moments, Des visages marqués, des cœurs battants, Dans cette jungle urbaine, ils deviennent des grands. [Bridge] Passés oubliés, futurs incertains, L’espoir fragile comme un fil de laine, Le courage comme bouclier, ici, rien de certain, Pour chaque pas franchi, ils brisent leurs chaînes. [Verse 3] Les murs graffités, témoins de leurs rires, Chaque tag raconte une histoire de survie, Sous les réverbères, la rue les inspire, Héros sans cape, dans la nuit, ils se forgent un destin. [Chorus] Petits guerriers sous les étoiles noyées, Des sourires sincères malgré les larmes essuyées, L'innocence fuyante, qui peut la retrouver ? Dans l'obscurité, ils cherchent une voie libérée.

[Verse] Miroir des galères, enfants perdus sur la chaussée, Mains tendues vers l’horizon que personne n’a caressé. Les pavés sont des planches qui jouent des comédies tristes, Des rêves en morceaux, brisés, sous les toits de la ville grise. [Chorus] Les enfants du bitume, guerriers de l’ombre, Le coeur lourd, des espoirs qui sombrent. Vies écrites en bulletins, histoires d'achat, Racontées dans la rue, sous la pluie et le fracas. [Verse 2] Survivants endurcis, écrans des vices quotidiens, Yeux d'acier, cœurs en pierre, toxic du destin. Braquages d’un avenir, horizons capturés, À la recherche d'une chance, souvent refusée. [Chorus] Les enfants du bitume, guerriers de l’ombre, Le coeur lourd, des espoirs qui sombrent. Vies écrites en bulletins, histoires d'achat, Racontées dans la rue, sous la pluie et le fracas. [Verse 3] Taguent leur douleur sur les murs, cris du silence, Les vents d’absence soufflent, créant la souffrance. Les rêves se cognent contre les étoiles de béton, Candides regards passent sous le feu des néons. [Chorus] Les enfants du bitume, guerriers de l’ombre, Le coeur lourd, des espoirs qui sombrent. Vies écrites en bulletins, histoires d'achat, Racontées dans la rue, sous la pluie et le fracas.

[Instrumental]

paisa nahi tha, Haathon mein tha sirf jazba, par duniya andhi thi zara! Raaton ko jagta, sapne likhta, Aag thi andar, dil mein chingari bhadakti dikhti! Chalte rahe, girte rahe, par rukne ka naam nahi, Jitne bhi aaye mod, kabhi thakne ka kaam nahi! Duniya boli, tu haar gaya—maara gaya, Par ab sun, main jeet gaya—baazi maari bhaiya!Ab naam hai, shaan hai, game ka raj hai, Dil jeet liye maine, duniya pe naaz hai! Bina paison ke, sirf jazbaat ka taaj hai, Mehnat meri raani, ab ye zindagi ka raaz hai! Bhooki thi duniya, sirf paison ki puja, Par maine jeet liya sabko, dilon ka ban gaya badshah! Nafrat thi pehle, mohabbat ab baras rahi, Jo hanste the mujhpe, ab taaliyan baj rahi! Har ek girawat se seekha, badalne ka tareeqa, Ab life fast lane, aur main full speed par bheega! Mic pe aaya, fire bars, beat pe aaya tofa, Main wo naam jo likha gaya, kisi bhi dor ka! Ab naam hai, shaan hai, game ka raj hai, Dil jeet liye maine, duniya pe naaz hai! Bina paison ke, sirf jazbaat ka taaj hai, Mehnat meri raani, ab ye zindagi ka raaz hai!Jise koi nahi jaanta tha, ab woh misaal hai, Zindagi ka asli king, sirf jazba wala hai!

(Verse 1 - Rapping with a slight country drawl) Yo, check the mic, dusty roads and city lights collide Sunrise over the cornfield, bass drum deep inside Used to plowin' fields, now I'm spittin' fire rhymes From the backwoods to the penthouse, changin' paradigms Got my boots on the ground, but my head in the clouds Tradin' horses for horsepower, breakin' all the shrouds They said a country boy can't flow, they were dead wrong This ain't just a song, it's a goddamn revolution, homegrown. (Chorus - Blending rap vocals with a sung country hook) Hay bale hustle, yeah, that's my game From the farm to the fame, ain't nothin' the same Got that country soul, with a hip-hop flame Hay bale hustle, whisperin' my name. (Sing it with a twang) (Verse 2 - Fast-paced rapping with country slang) Yeehaw and yo, partner, listen up close Got the rhythm in my blood, from my head to my toes From the honky-tonk to the block party scene Mixin' moonshine with that lean, know what I mean? My flow's as smooth as Tennessee whiskey My lyrics hit harder than a bull ridin' frisky Got the swagger of a cowboy, the heart of a G This ain't just music, it's a damn prophecy. (Chorus - Blending rap vocals with a sung country hook) Hay bale hustle, yeah, that's my game From the farm to the fame, ain't nothin' the same Got that country soul, with a hip-hop flame Hay bale hustle, whisperin' my name. (Sing it with a twang) (Bridge - Banjo solo with a trap beat under it) (Verse 3 - Country-style singing with a rap interjection) (Singing) Used to pickin' cotton, now I'm pickin' beats (Rap interjection) Droppin' bombs on the track, makin' the streets heat (Singing) From the trailer park to the top of the charts (Rap interjection) Leavin' my mark, tearin' worlds apart (Singing) Got my roots in the soil, but my wings ready to fly (Rap interjection) Soaring high, touchin' the sky, no lie. (Chorus - Blending rap vocals with a sung country hook) Hay bale hustle, yeah, that's my game From the farm to the fame, ain't nothin' the same Got that country soul, with a hip-hop flame Hay bale hustle, whisperin' my name. (Sing it with a twang)

(Verse 1) Yo, check the mic, one two, this ain't no nursery rhyme Walkin' down the street, same damn concrete grime But hold up, wait a sec, somethin' ain't quite kosher Pigeons doin' the tango, under a neon poster Streetlights hummin' opera, bass so deep it shakes My shoes start tap-dancin', for f***'s sake! A grandma on a scooter, racin' a damn snail This ain't a dream, I'm wide awake, feel the surreal trail. (Chorus) Sidewalk symphony, playin' in my head Everyday absurdities, ain't no time for bed The mundane's gettin' funky, the normal's gone astray Sidewalk symphony, what a f***in' beautiful day! (Verse 2) A fire hydrant's preachin', 'bout the flow of time, man Squirrels are holdin' meetings, scribblin' with a tiny hand My coffee cup's levitatin', spillin' java in the air A mime is breakdancin', without a single care Old newspapers whisper secrets, in a language unknown My phone's ringin' backwards, a distorted ringtone This city's a circus, a cosmic f***in' show Where the ordinary's twisted, and the weird starts to grow. (Chorus) Sidewalk symphony, playin' in my head Everyday absurdities, ain't no time for bed The mundane's gettin' funky, the normal's gone astray Sidewalk symphony, what a f***in' beautiful day! (Bridge) Is it me, or is it real? This question I can't define Lost in the rhythm, of this strange paradigm Maybe the world's just quirky, a little bit askew Or maybe I'm just trippin', on somethin' brand new, goddamn. (Verse 3) The crosswalk stripes are zebra print, the buildings wear hats A dog is walkin' a human, that's where it's at, no sht The air is filled with laughter, a joyous, strange sound Even the garbage cans are gettin' down, gettin' down! I join the parade, dancin' with the freaks and geeks No more questions, just vibin', shoutin' out for weeks This crazy sidewalk symphony, it's got me in its sway Embracin' the weirdness, every single f**in' day. (Outro) Yeah, sidewalk symphony, that's my jam, motherfer A little bit of crazy, makes me who I am. Word the f up.

"Still Chopin" (Rap sa beat ng Still D.R.E.) (Intro – 0:00 - 0:20) Yeah… Yo, Chopin sa keys, still running the game, Kahit ilang siglo, ‘di nawawala ang fame. From Poland to Paris, my music’s alive, Still making hits, let’s take a ride! (Verse 1 – 0:21 - 1:00) Yo, back in the day, ‘di ako rapper, Pero ‘pag tumipa, parang may swagger. Nokturno sa gabi, dumadaloy ang feels, Emosyon sa nota, parang hip-hop wheels. Walang mic, pero music ko’y malakas, Bawat arpeggio, damang-dama mo ang bigat. Polonaise, Étude, 'pag narinig mo, Para kang nasa ibang mundo—yo, that’s true! (Pre-Chorus – 1:01 - 1:20) Kahit walang words, damang-dama mo, Keys ko ang verse, walang makakatayo. From the streets to the palace, my sound remains, Still Chopin, ‘di mawawala sa game! (Chorus – 1:21 - 1:40) Still Chopin, still playing them keys, Kahit ilang taon, ‘di mawawala ang heat. Bawat tipa ko, may kwento sa likod, Romantic pero real, ‘di fake na hugot! (Verse 2 – 1:41 - 2:20) Yeah, sa piano ako lumaki, Di kailangan ng words, musika’y bumubuti. Paris nights, Warsaw dreams, Sa bawat piyesa, bumabalik ang scenes. ‘Di lang para sa elite, ‘to’y music for the soul, Kahit mahirap ang buhay, ‘di ako nagfold. Passion ko ang fuel, ‘di pera o fame, Kaya ‘pag narinig mo, you remember the name! (Pre-Chorus – 2:21 - 2:40) Kahit walang words, damang-dama mo, Keys ko ang verse, walang makakatayo. From the streets to the palace, my sound remains, Still Chopin, ‘di mawawala sa game! (Chorus – 2:41 - 3:00) Still Chopin, still playing them keys, Kahit ilang taon, ‘di mawawala ang heat. Bawat tipa ko, may kwento sa likod, Romantic pero real, ‘di fake na hugot! (Outro – 3:01 - end) Yeah… still here, still playing… From 1810 to forever… Still Chopin, ‘di mawawala! ---

[Verse] Concrete jungle, neon light glow, Tech dreams rising, city on the go, Bengaluru nights, we hustle, we flow, Autos zoom past, like rickshaw rodeo. [Verse 2] Cubbon Park greens amidst the steel, Silicon Valley of India, that's the deal, Bumping to the vibe, can't ignore the zeal, Majestic days, nightlife surreal. [Chorus] Under UB city skies, stars align, Koramangala cafes, sip on fine wine, City of pace, never fall behind, Bangalore rhythm, heartbeat on time. [Verse 3] Indiranagar lanes with a desi twist, MG Road stories, memories persist, Silicon fields where dreams exist, Traffic jams but the spirit can't resist. [Bridge] From Jayanagar to the IT hub, Techies grind, building future’s club, Foodie paradise in every pub, Bangalore nights, endless dub. [Chorus] Under UB city skies, stars align, Koramangala cafes, sip on fine wine, City of pace, never fall behind, Bangalore rhythm, heartbeat on time.

Verse 1 The quiet intensity of the practice room, the intricate steps unfolding like a whispered story. Shin, your movements precise and fluid, a testament to years of dedication. I was your audience, your confidante, your biggest fan, cheering you on through every rehearsal, every performance, every perfectly placed foot. Those days, a delicate dance of shared dreams and quiet understanding, now feel like a distant memory. Verse 2 The weight of goodbye, a silent promise carried on the wind. Shin, my heart ached with every mile that separated us, a sacrifice I willingly made for your dreams, for your bright future. Two years felt like a lifetime, the distance vast and deep, yet my love, a constant beacon, unwavering support I would always provide. Chorus My love surrounds you, a gentle embrace, A quiet strength, a comforting space. My heart beats steadily, a steady drum, My love's a promise, always to come. Verse 3 The distance felt like a lonely war, unseen, unheard, a silent struggle across the miles. Shin, my words often fell short, causing unintentional hurt. My love, a lifeline, sometimes frail, yet a constant hope amidst the challenges. Verse 4 I pushed through hardship, day by day, overcoming obstacles, always believing in you, Shin. My love is a steadfast vow, a commitment to help you achieve your dreams. Your hopes are my mission, bright and bold, I'll fight for your success with all my strength. Our future waits, a promised land, a journey we'll share, side by side. Refrain Hold on, strength you will find, Wait patiently, peace of mind. Be strong, be brave, through trials you'll see, My love's a shelter, always for thee. Chorus My love surrounds you, a gentle embrace, A quiet strength, a comforting space. My heart beats steadily, a steady drum, My love's a promise, always to come.

[Verse] Cheddar on the table, dreams turnin' bold Brie so creamy, melts in the soul Gouda thumpin', rhythm in the beat Swiss holes, pass the mic, nothin' but heat [Verse 2] Mozzarella strings, pullin' offa slices Sharp like Provolone, yeah, no compromises Blue cheese mood, funk in the air Feta feelin' good, no worries, no care [Chorus] Love that cheese, got me feelin' alright In the morning, noon, and deep in the night Cheese on my mind, in every single bite Cheddar dreams, taking flight, takin' flight [Verse 3] Pepper Jack snap, spice in the bite Havarti flow, groovin' through the night Parmesan shaves, fallin' like snow Munster mix, got the crowd yellin' go [Bridge] Cheese in the pot, flavor in the spot Burrata got it soft, never gonna stop Roquefort dreams, wild and free Manchego moments, best you'll ever see [Verse 4] Cream cheese smooth, startin' my day Ricotta dreams, pasta on the way Grilled cheese love, meltin’ in the pan Cheddar gonna ride, me and cheese got a plan