Banned Battles

Yeah, uh, Raffaele in zona, piselli nella testa, la passione che lo sfonda, trappin’ nella vita, no stop, no freni, sborra e sesso gay, fra’, questi i suoi beni. Raffaele sul beat, fra’, non si ferma mai, piselli nei sogni, li vuole, oh my, sborra come pioggia, cade dal cielo, gay vibes in loop, vive senza velo. Corre nella notte, fra’, luci al neon, passione che brucia, è la sua religion, non gli serve altro, solo corpi e calore, Raffaele il king, col cazzo nel cuore. [Ritornello] Sborra, piselli, sesso gay, yeah, Raffaele balla, non si ferma, fra’, trappa la vita, il suo flow è reale, passione infinita, fra’, sempre leale. Sborra, piselli, sesso gay, uh, Raffaele in cima, non guarda giù, vive per questo, lo sai com’è, il re della notte, fra’, sempre sé. Culo in aria, fra’, non c’è pudore, Raffaele comanda, il boss del sapore, piselli in fila, li vuole tutti, sesso che esplode, fra’, cuori distrutti. Diamanti sul collo, ma il vero gioiello, è quella passione che scorre nel cervello, gay trap anthem, lo canta col cuore, Raffaele è fuoco, brucia ogni rumore. Sborra, piselli, sesso gay, yeah, Raffaele balla, non si ferma, fra’, trappa la vita, il suo flow è reale, passione infinita, fra’, sempre leale. Sborra, piselli, sesso gay, uh, Raffaele in cima, non guarda giù, vive per questo, lo sai com’è, il re della notte, fra’, sempre sé. [Outro] Yeah, Raffaele, fra’, il nome che spacca, piselli e sborra, la sua vita strappa, sesso gay forever, non c’è fine qua, trappin’ nella notte, Raffaele è la star.

Money bags, stacking up the cash Counting up the racks, making it last Living life lavish, never looking back Hustling hard, staying on track Rolling in the dough, living like a king Diamonds on my wrist, bling bling bling Money talks, I"m fluent in the language Stacking up the paper, never feeling anguish I"m on a mission, chasing after the green Money bags on my mind, living the dream Riding in the whip, feeling so fly Money on my mind, reaching for the sky I"m a baller, making moves every day Money bags in my pocket, never gonna stray Living large, living fast Money bags in my grasp, making it last So I"m grinding,shining no denying is the reason I"m flying So if you see me by sliding you better know that I"m gliding with money bags Just know I"m living the life Stacking up the cash, reaching new heights Money bags, money bags Living life without any drags Hustling hard, making it rain Money bags, that"s my game.

Here’s a structured version of your song with a clear flow and balanced transitions. I kept your raw energy and storytelling while refining the rhythm and rhyme consistency. “Nov 16th” [Intro] Yea… Told ‘em all don’t worry Boutta get my bag in a hurry Yea… I ain’t even worried Everything I put my mind to Always ends up working [Hook] I’ll have a hundred thousand in two weeks Wrote that down on my calendar No more stressin’, let the game know Get ‘em ready for the massacre Now they wanna ask, “Who’s he?” Never came around in the past before Hop out fresh, wreck the Challenger Feeling blessed like a Matador [Verse 1] Told a thotty I got a woman If I talk to you, she gon’ be mad as fuck Now she wanna strip for my manager Once you get the bag, here come cameras Now they come around like scavengers Roll up in a Royce But I never ride passenger Flow so immaculate I’m your favorite rapper’s favorite rapper Call me Casper, flipping bars like a spatula Buy a house so big So much money, can’t count it up Gotta hire a private janitor Scan my parameters I ain’t sipping on that double cup But I’m rolling up that lavender God on my line, someone Call Chance the Rapper up [Hook] I’ll have a hundred thousand in two weeks Wrote that down on my calendar No more stressin’, let the game know Get ‘em ready for the massacre Now they wanna ask, “Who’s he?” Never came around in the past before Hop out fresh, wreck the Challenger Feeling blessed like a Matador Dennis loaned me 50 grand For my dream, I promised him I would triple that before His days come to an end My girl believes in me so much She sticks around through the pain But if this takes much longer She might walk away [Bridge] I put my love in this music Dedication in my veins I know that what I put in Always finds its way back again Everybody from my past Ended up dead or in jail So I had to make a change Find my way out of this hell [Verse 3] I don’t wanna live like this I’ma show ‘em something they ain’t seen Turn the struggle into power Build an empire from a dream When I die, just bury me in gold So the devil can’t enter my casket Turn my pain into a fortune God’s plan will never vanish [Outro] Open up the mailbox Hundred million dollar checks in the mail At that moment, I realized It all started with a dream

“In My Zone” [Hook] (Money on my mind) but I’m trapped in my zone I’ve been walking down this road, swear I’ve been here before Seen it way too many times, yeah, I already know Tryna find a way out, but this place feel like home [Verse 1] I been living in my life, now the sign says GO Keep on walking down this road like, where should I go? Talking to myself, but ain’t nobody home Got these angels on my line, why they blow up my phone? Tryna chill, I just need to be alone Locked inside my mind, I just stay in my zone They keep showing me the signs, they won’t leave me alone I been talking to myself, but ain’t nobody home, yeah Uh, need to go and find a way Looking for an escape Running from this place Everything gotta change [Pre-Hook] Building a future, where all of my dreams Ain’t just illusions, they turn to real things Rethinking life and what matters to me Cutting off drama and fake energy [Hook] (Money on my mind) but I’m trapped in my zone I’ve been walking down this road, swear I’ve been here before Seen it way too many times, yeah, I already know Tryna find a way out, but this place feel like home [Verse 2] And I know why I’ma get it ‘fore I die Then I’m gon’ fly Get it in, then I’ma grind And I’m gon’ shine I rise Why they wanna go live a lie? Try, they die I been here so long that I live in my zone Got the devil on my shoulder, he won’t leave me alone See the shadows on my wall, why they talking to me? I been trapped inside a lie where ain’t nothing for free [Bridge] So I been working every day, tryna finalize my grind Turn my shine up so bright, all my haters go blind Need to find a new way, I been searching for peace Tryna get up out this place where my soul feel free Still I’m praying every day, I put my hands to the sky And I been waving my fingers to the devil, no lie I ask why they been trapped, they say sixty-six I say f* all that bullshit, you know I’ma win** [Verse 3] All these haters gon’ talk, by the end they gon’ quit I keep moving forward, locked in on my dreams in this s*** Gotta get back on my grind, collect all of my bags Why they keep on talking when they coming in last? I got too much on my mind, that’s the reason I’m stressed Woke up early on my grind, that’s the reason I’m blessed My head’s such a mess, is this life just a test? Take these losses as lessons, I ain’t failed nothing yet [Outro] They say they on they grind, but I see through the lies I can see it in they eyes, they just stuck in disguise I keep rolling on my own, only I know why Woke up blessed in the morning, now I rise, yeah

[Verse] Yo sit back let me tell you a tale Logged in with dreams but it’s turning to fail Garena on the hunt like a wolf in the night One wrong move man and they’re ready to fight [Verse 2] ID locked phone’s out of sight Shadow ban strikes in the dead of the night Logging in feels like Russian roulette Only takes one shot and you're done I bet [Chorus] Banned from the game they took my name Fighting the system but it's all the same Battle’s gone digital but my rage is real Lost in the code can’t break the seal [Verse 3] Caught in the crossfire can't get away Ping’s too high can't find my way Teammates shouting like ghosts in my ear Trying to play fair but I just disappear [Bridge] They got their rules and I’ve got mine Playing these games is a battle line Lost in the matrix can’t hear my plea All I want is a break for free [Chorus] Banned from the game they took my name Fighting the system but it's all the same Battle’s gone digital but my rage is real Lost in the code can’t break the seal

कभी कैमरा ऑन, कभी एडिटिंग रात भर, सपनों को पूरा करने का है ये सफर। कंटेंट बनाऊं दिल से, मेहनत नहीं कम, फिर भी कहे दुनिया, "भाई, ये क्या बकवास है सनम?" मैं यूट्यूबर बन गया, अपना जादू चला दिया, कभी ट्रेंडिंग पे आया, कभी डिमोनेटाइज़ हुआ! लाइक, शेयर, सब्सक्राइब कर दे, भाई, वरना चैनल ही उड़ जाएगा!

Out in the fields where the sun shines bright, Din’s got his farm and he’s workin’ all night. Macedonian roots runnin" deep in the dirt, Eggs by the dozen, man, he’s puttin’ in work. Got hens on the land, cluckin" all around, The rooster"s crowin", it"s a bustling sound. Cartons of eggs piled high to the sky, Din’s livin’ the dream, and he’s never shy. But he"s got too many eggs, can’t count ‘em all, From dawn till dusk, he’s on that farm call. Eggs in the basket, eggs in his hands, Din"s rollin" with hoes like he"s the man. Now they say Din"s got a way with his hoes, Not the ones in the barn, but the ones that pose. Girls on his side, they can"t get enough, With a wink and a smile, he’s always the tough. He’s got "em lined up, from here to the ridge, Macedonian heart, and they’re all on the bridge. Flirting and laughing while he collects his gold, Eggs by the thousands, his empire"s bold. But he"s got too many eggs, can’t count ‘em all, From dawn till dusk, he’s on that farm call. Eggs in the basket, eggs in his hands, Din’s rollin’ with hoes like he"s the man. He don’t mind the work, he don’t mind the grind, But Din’s got something that messes with his mind. Eggs stackin’ up and the hoes at his door, He’s just tryin" to handle it all, nothing more. But he"s got too many eggs, can’t count ‘em all, From dawn till dusk, he’s on that farm call. Eggs in the basket, eggs in his hands, Din’s rollin’ with hoes like he"s the man. So here"s to Din, the Macedonian king, Eggs by the ton and the love he can bring. With hoes on his side and eggs in the sack, He’s livin’ large, no lookin’ back.

Yo, Ryan, grab a seat—nah, better yet, grab a plate, "Cause I know you never show up unless there"s food up in your face. Man, you eat like it"s a sport, but you never hit the gym, Only reps you ever do is fork to mouth—again and again. Fridge door swinging like a DJ in the mix, You call it "meal prep," but it"s just six plates of Twix. Big Bite Ryan, stomach like a black hole, Leave a crumb? Nah, bro, you be licking up the bowl. You ain"t hungry, you just greedy, better face it, Got a loyalty card at every fast food location! Late night snacks? Nah, it"s a whole buffet, Wake up at noon, first words? "What’s to eat today?" Ain’t no leftovers when you step up in the spot, "Save me a slice" Ryan said, "I’d rather not." Even your shadow look like it’s craving a meal, You be eating in your sleep, that’s some real-life skill. Pockets full of crumbs, bro, where your money at? Oh wait you spent it all on a family-sized snack! Big Bite Ryan, stomach like a black hole, Leave a crumb? Nah, bro, you be licking up the bowl. You ain"t hungry, you just greedy, better face it, Got a loyalty card at every fast-food location! So Ryan, if you hear this, don’t get mad, just chew, Matter fact, here’s a burger do what you do. Just know, when it’s time to share, we all aware, Ryan’s got one rule: "I don’t play fair!"

(Verse 1) See this girl, she be on my mind Ain’t no way she ever gon’ be mine But she one of a kind, yeah, she shine Got me lost in my thoughts all the time Told myself I wouldn’t fall again But here I am, drownin’ in what could’ve been She don’t even know, she don’t understand Got me reaching for a love I’ll never have (Pre-Chorus) I been tryna play it cool, but it’s hard to fake Heart heavy, but I smile like I’m doin’ great Know she outta reach, still I sit and wait Hoping one day she might see the way (Chorus) But it’s hard, yeah, it’s hard Tryna love from a distance, left me scarred I been drownin’ in my feelings, in the dark Still I pray one day she’ll see my heart (Verse 2) Maybe it’s me, maybe it’s fate Maybe I was meant to learn from this pain Maybe I was just a phase in her way Maybe she the one that got away I be staring at my phone, but it never ring Guess I was never what she really need But damn, I swear, she felt like a dream Now I’m wide awake, left with memories (Pre-Chorus) I been tryna play it cool, but it’s hard to fake Heart heavy, but I smile like I’m doin’ great Know she outta reach, still I sit and wait Hoping one day she might see the way (Chorus) But it’s hard, yeah, it’s hard Tryna love from a distance, left me scarred I been drownin’ in my feelings, in the dark Still I pray one day she’ll see my heart (Outro) Maybe one day, maybe never Either way, I’ll remember her forever A love untold, but still, I treasure She one of a kind, yeah, no one better… This one’s got that deep pain and fire you wanted. Let me know if you want any tweaks!

[Verse - Woman 1] Stack it up high like a mountain made of gold Life is a game and I play it bold Diamonds on my wrist got stories untold Cash in my pocket can"t never grow old [Verse - Man] Got the greenback swagger rolling with my crew Flashing my wealth like it"s something new Drive a fast car paint it royal blue Money on my mind that ain"t nothing true [Chorus - Woman 2] Money hustlers we got no time to sleep Nighttime grind while the city’s deep Rich in spirit pockets we keep Chasing the dream we ain"t no sheep [Verse 2 - Woman 1] Dollar bills falling like a summer rain Got the bling all over driving them insane We write our story with golden ink stain We live for the hustle we love the gain [Verse 2 - Man] Play hard get paid flash that bankroll Throw that cash it"s good for the soul Living lavish got us on a roll Money"s the target that"s our goal [Chorus - Woman 2] Money hustlers we got no time to sleep Nighttime grind while the city’s deep Rich in spirit pockets we keep Chasing the dream we ain"t no sheep

he bill of rigths Everybody rise up Stand up It"s that time Come on the bill of rights , we got the1st bill, the2nd bill, the3rd bill , the4th bill Lets go, the 5th, the 6th the 7th, the 8th, the 9th And last the 10th, from the white wig, James Madison, now the rest of the amendments, the 11th , 12th 13th, 14th, 15th 16th, 17th 18th, 19th, 20th The 21st , 22nd and 23th, that"s it, from new York The bill of rights

Ghetto Boyz stuff, man, Money Is Not Everything** Ghetto free, man This what y’all asked for, right? It’s my turn now, man, I let y’all do what y’all had to do, you know what I’m sayin’? This stuff crazy, man Just think about it, though, Ghetto **[Verse]** Pulled a Maybach to the Greyhound, this my first day out He used to be the brick man, he doin’ burpees now I ain’t never cook the stuff, C learned me how I wake up and go get me some chicken like Thursday chow (*Forget the fire, we got grease*) It’s been a long time comin’, it was quick, though Sixty months in the feds, it wasn’t nothin", though Louis Timbs cost a whole pint of Trish O’s Rolls truck at the airport, I gotta dip, bro I got a bunch of stuff to do, it’s gon’ be quick, though I gotta check up on my girl, I’m tryna hit road We got a whole pint poured, we don’t sip fours I went to jail with tight clothes, now it’s big clothes I had a forty-year-old man callin’ me big bro A half a million in deposits, that’s for six shows Still on the same stuff, bro, keep squeezin’ ‘til the clip gone C got an eight, I got an eight, man, that’s a big pour I drank a hundred pints in jail, you can ask Sosa They ain’t never found my phone, I hid it in the lotion In a drop-head Ghost, the ceiling by the groceries Maybach two bucks, I’m puttin’ armor on it One day, I did some nonsense, I know my karma comin’ My cousin did some nonsense, now he not my cousin And I’ma keep it real with you, I ain’t rock with cousin I took a plea and did my time, I am not my cousin And man, if your daddy told, he is not my uncle Why would I buy a Hellcat when I got Brabus money? I told bro go to Flint and get a coffin for me He came back with a four of Act", it started talkin’ to me Come around on loose stuff, you gon’ get steamrolled We got Pai, Quagen, Tris, and some green poured When I got them first M’s, I put my team on I bought some cut work from bro and put some clean on it This dude thinkin’ with the money, put a fiend on him How you gon’ shoot one time with the Glock? Put a beam on it Hit the button on that thing, it be like, *Brrt, bap* Five people got hit, it got the hood hot Four dudes in a Trackhawk, I wish we would stop Man, Da Yung OG back home, I wish you would drop Money is not everything, it’s the only thing I went six hundred with Wafi and got only chains I was thinkin’ ‘bout bustin’ a Rollie, but the Rollie plain Was finna buy some drank from Snook ‘nem, but then my homie came I just did four years, I’m a lonely man Ten pointers in my Rio piece, I ain’t go to Dang Catch me screamin’ RIP Quanny at the Notre Dame The way she gave that love up, she don’t own a brain Make it thunderstorm in this spot, we control the rain Wayne fell asleep makin’ beats, I’ma go to Dame We went gold and they ain’t play us on the radio Baby mama messin’ up my mood, man, I hate that though Got some ‘za ‘bows for twenty-two, but they shaky, though Why you pass the tool to lil’ cuz? You know he shaky, bro Me and Lou in that TRX, we s