Oh, great job, Clover, stood so proud, While the pigs got fat and ran this town. “Four legs good”? That’s a joke, Now they walk tall while you stay broke. Snowball ran—yeah, you let that slide, Now you stuck while Napoleon lies. Mollie dipped when the work got tough, Guess she knew when enough’s enough. Boxer fell—did you fight? Nope. Just stood there dumb with a head full of hope. They switched the game, made fools of y’all, But hey, keep waiting while they take it all. They not like us, nah, they don’t care, Took your trust, left you unaware. Keep on waiting, keep that dream, While they sit back and plot their scheme.
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The lyrics convey a sense of disillusionment, frustration, and betrayal, reflecting feelings of hopelessness due to manipulation and social injustice.
This song can be used in discussions on political themes, social movements, and critiques of authority, especially within educational settings or activist communities.
The song employs a narrative style, using vivid imagery and allegory referencing George Orwell's 'Animal Farm'. The rhythm is flexible, enhancing the delivery of the poignant and critical message, while rhyme schemes and internal rhymes create a compelling flow.
(Alright) Ooh (Yeah) Yeah, it’s Sporty (Alright) Hey, Iván, ooh (Chorus) Fast, speedy, and fresh (Ah-ah) I don’t even street race, engine so loud Make ‘em all turn their heads (Ah-ah), uh That new Lambo, that new Ferrari, Whip so clean (Ah-ah, ah-ah) V12 roaring, turbo boost, You ain’t ever gon’ forget (Ah-ah) Fast, speedy, and fresh (Fresh), fresh (Fresh), fresh (Fresh), fresh (Fresh) Drives like a jet, moves like a ghost, Zero to sixty, gone in the smoke (Verse 1) Ayy, doors go up, stunt on the block Chrome on the wheels, yeah, the rims don’t stop Twenty-four karat, paint drip like gold (Ooh) Butterfly doors, yeah, they open like whoa Pedal to the floor, yeah, I’m pushin’ the limit (Mm) Twin turbo kickin’ in every minute (Yeah) Rev it from the bottom, take it to the top (Yeah) RPMs high ‘cause the engine don’t stop (Alright) Ooh, ooh, slide in it now, slide in it now, slide (Alright) Speedin’ through the track, let me hit that lap (Chorus) Fast, speedy, and fresh (Fast, speedy, and fresh) I don’t even street race, engine so loud Make ‘em all turn their heads (Turn it up, turn it up), uh That new Lambo, that new Ferrari, Whip so clean (Uh, uh-huh, Sporty) V12 roaring, turbo boost, You ain’t ever gon’ forget (You ain’t ever gon’ forget) Fast, speedy, and fresh (Fresh), fresh (Fresh), fresh (Fresh), fresh (Fresh) (Verse 2) Bust down, leather seats, diamond-stitch flex You ain’t never rode a supercar like this Neon on the underglow, lights so mean Pull up in the McLaren, lookin’ so clean (Do it, Sporty, do it, Sporty, do it) Hit that gas, put some torque into it (Baow) Tires leave smoke, take off like a jet Signature exhaust, yeah, the sound’s so set (Bridge) (Alright) Ooh, ooh, slide in it now, slide in it now, slide (Alright) Speedin’ through the track, let me hit that lap (Chorus – Outro) Fast, speedy, and fresh (Fast, speedy, and fresh) I don’t even street race, engine so loud Make ‘em all turn their heads (Turn it up, turn it up), yee That new Lambo, that new Ferrari, Whip so clean (Uh, uh-huh, Sporty) V12 roaring, turbo boost, You ain’t ever gon’ forget (You ain’t ever gon’ forget) Fast, speedy, and fresh (Fresh), fresh (Fresh), fresh (Fresh), fresh (Fresh) (Do it, Sporty, do it, Sporty, do it) (Do it, Sporty, do it, Sporty, do it) You better hit that gas, put some torque into it (Do it, Sporty, do it, Sporty, do it)
Ne kadar oldu bu hayata geleli? Söyle, ne olacaksın büyüyünce Diye sorulan sorular tarih oldu Ama senin kafan hala dolu İşte benim, işte senin, işte onun diye Paylaşıyorsun hayatı üç kuruş sevginle Ne? o da mı aldattı seni be? Eee? ne kaldı geriye? Kimileri kaybolur, unutulur hatta sesi bu şehirde Bir gidenle, bir kalanın bilinir hikâyesi Kimileri hayattan mutlu sonlar çalar bu şehirde Kiminin de bizim gibi yarım kalır hikâyesi Bir hüzün şehri ayırdı bizi Ayna, ayna hadi söyle, benden daha gamsızı var mı? Ayna, ayna hadi söyle, benden daha arsızı var mı? Kendime yalan söyledim Yalnızım bunu ben istedim Paramparça bütün aynalar İçinde kan revan birisi var Kendime yalan söyledim Yalnızım bunu ben istedim Paramparça bütün aynalar İçinde kan revan birisi var Birisi var, birisi var Ayna, ayna hadi söyle, benden daha gamsızı var mı? Ayna, ayna hadi söyle, benden daha arsızı var mı? Ser verip, sır vermedim Cesaret ister böyle itiraflar Söylemesi zor Tek korkum bu kadar
하나부터 열까지 모든 게 다 한 수위 모래 벌판 위를 미친 듯이 뛰어봐도 거뜬한 우리 하늘은 충분히 너무나 푸르니까 아무것도 묻지 말란 말이야 느끼란 말이야 내가 누군지 [Chorus] 차라리 모두 거짓말이 였으면 해, oh baby 차라리 모두 거짓말이 였으면 해 Oh, 너의 그 눈물 너의 [?] 너의 그 웃음까지도 차라리 모두 거짓말이 였으면 해, oh baby 보고 싶다 이렇게 말하니까 더 보고 싶다 너희 사진을 보고 있어도 보고 싶다 너무 야속한 시간, 나는 우리가 밉다 이젠 얼굴 한 번 보는 것 조차, 힘들어진 우리가 여긴 온통 겨울 뿐이야, 8월에도 겨울이 와 마음은 시간을 달려가네, 홀로 남은 설국열차 니 손 잡고 지구 반대편까지 가, 겨울을 끝내고파 그리움들이 얼마나 눈처럼 내려야, 그 봄날이 올까, friend 아직 너를 못 떠나고 뭘 하고 있는 건지 언젠가는 다 끝날 걸 떠날 걸 알지만 고장 난 우릴 다시 고쳐 볼 수는 없을지 아무런 말도 넌 하지 마 마지막은 없어 차라리 모두 거짓말이 였으면 해, oh baby 차라리 모두 거짓말이 였으면 해 Oh, 너의 그 눈물 너의 [?] 너의 그 웃음까지도 차라리 모두 거짓말이 였으면 해, oh baby 날 따라 잡아볼 테면 와봐 난 영원한 딴따라 오늘 밤 금기란 내겐 없어 Mama just let me be your lover 이 혼란 속을 넘어 나나나나나
[Verse] Ghost stories in the hood, shadow hauntin' the alleys, Gun metal tones echo, whispers of broken rallies. Crackin' codes with hieroglyphs, street's ancient temples, Mind flickin' quicker, nimble fingers holdin' pencils. [Verse 2] Cobblestones rumble as history trembles beneath, Kings lost crowns, still fightin' in the teeth. Echo of a sax on a foggy night, mood's thick, Old diner, half-eaten waffles, life's subtle trick. [Chorus] City lights blink Morse, the code unread, Dreams written in smog, above a weathered bed. Graffiti tag philosophies, walls that speak, Silent wisdom in the crude, city's heartbeat. [Verse 3] Chess games on concrete, old men strategize, Youth play warriors, both in disguise. Broken bottles in the gutter, shattered hopes, Urban temples whisper, relinquish the ropes. [Bridge] Time ticks like a metronome, steady but unseen, Past lives flicker, somewhere in between. Language of the unspoken, rhythm in grunts, Midnight calls, spirits on their hunts. [Chorus] City lights blink Morse, the code unread, Dreams written in smog, above a weathered bed. Graffiti tag philosophies, walls that speak, Silent wisdom in the crude, city's heartbeat.
[Verse] Calle sin nombre, soldado en la sombra Envidiosos murmuran, mi rap los asombra Rimas con filo, afiladas como daga Cada letra impacta, los dejo sin palabras [Verse 2] Líneas crudas, realidad en cada barra Ellos tiran hate, yo respondo con metralla Susurran mentiras, yo traigo la verdad En mi círculo cerrado, no hay lugar pa' falsedad [Chorus] Silencio roto, sus gritos se desvanecen Mis versos resuenan, en sus mentes permanecen Bocas cerradas, sin opción de réplica Envidiosos callados, mi flow les aplica [Verse 3] Letras encriptadas, mensaje en el centro Mi rap es arte, sin filtro, sin aliento Envidiosos hablan, yo paso de lado Sus críticas me impulsan, los tengo desbancados [Bridge] Caminan en mis sombras, pero nunca me igualan Sus voces se apagan, mi nombre no se empaña Dentro del juego, soy el arquitecto Cada verso es un templo, cada rima un concepto [Verse 4] Ellos con comparaciones, pero el peso no lo llevan Palabras de plomo, que a ellos les queman Yo en mi trono, sin miedo a la caída Envidiosos rezan, pero yo soy la subida
Kmet je delal, a bil je lačen, Gospodarji so obogatile, brez sočutja in spoštovanja, na njej ni bilo oblačen. Polja so bila prazna, nebo brez oblačkov. Kmetje so vstali, saj je bilo preveč teh groznih stvarčkov. *Refren:* Za pravico, za svobodo, so vstali kmetje, S kriki v srcu, z rokami trdimi, so šli. Za pravico, za svobodo, so vstali kmetje, Za svojo zemljo, svojo čast, so zmagali vsi! V boji niso popustili, niso se bali, Z vilami v rokah, na graščake so se podali! Kmetje so stopili, polni moči, Proti graščakom, z mislimi in rokami, trdimi kot borili bi se proti toči. *Refren:* Za pravico, za svobodo, so vstali kmetje, S kriki v srcu, z rokami trdimi, so šli. Za pravico, za svobodo, so vstali kmetje, Za svojo zemljo, svojo čast, so zmagali vsi! Ko so prišli v grad, ni bilo več preplaha, Graščaki so bežali, v očeh polno straha. Kmetje so vedeli, da bodo zmagali, Za svojo zemljo, otroka, bodo vedno vztrajali. *Refren:* Za pravico, za svobodo, so vstali kmetje, S kriki v srcu, z rokami trdimi, so šli. Za pravico, za svobodo, so vstali kmetje, Za svojo zemljo, svojo čast, so zmagali vsi!!
I got one fuck, two fucks, three fucks to give, get the fuck outta here, I wont tell you again. I got one fuck, two fucks, thats all I got now look at your head, theres a fucking red dot, cause you made me waste “made me waste” made me waste a bullet and I cannot believe it was so fucking stupid, now I’m goin to hell to meet the devil himself cause I used all my fucks, now we ended up dead. I got no fucks, no fucks not anymore now I’m finding myself at the devils door. Opened it up, just to peek inside, just to find a tale of time. I saw the god, standing there, when suddenly, he gave me a stare, it sent a shock right through my body, and I couldnt believe it was cause of a fuck. I got one fuck, two fucks, three fucks to give, get the fuck outta here, now I ended up dead, all because of a simple slip, of too many fucks, yeah I ended up dead cause I said a bad word, like a story of a bird and a worm. Yeah the worm said a word that made the birdie mad, all this did was put the worm in a bag, but he said it again now look where he is, just like us, frozen in fear, in front of a god, too scared to care, about a simple slip, a slip of words, the word that goes like this, I got one fuck, two fucks, three fucks to give this a tale of the dead, so get it through your head. I got one fuck two fucks three fucks to give, since its through your head its the storys end.
(Verse 1) I'm a fat gay hooker, workin' the street, Drippin’ in style, got the boys feelin' heat. Got my high heels on, yeah, they click when I walk, Money in my pocket, let the dollar bills talk! (Chorus) Big hustle, big love, big appetite, Shakin’ what I got in the neon light. They say I’m too much, yeah, they can’t deny, I’m livin’ my truth, and I’m livin’ it fly! (Verse 2) Gucci on my waist, but the belt's too tight, Still lookin’ fierce, I’m a whole damn sight. Sugar daddies love me, they can’t get enough, Told ‘em bring the cash, ‘cause my love ain't tough! (Bridge) Work that pole, make it rain, Love don’t judge, no need to explain. Big, bold, fabulous, that’s my name, Got the whole damn city screamin’ my fame! (Chorus - Repeat) Big hustle, big love, big appetite, Shakin’ what I got in the neon light. They say I’m too much, yeah, they can’t deny, I’m livin’ my truth, and I’m livin’ it fly! (Outro) So if you see me rollin’, better step aside, Confidence thick and I’m full of pride. From the club to the street, yeah, I make my way, A fat gay hooker gettin’ paid all day! --- Hope you like it! Want me to tweak it or add a beat suggestion?
[Verse] Walkin' these streets in broken sneakers Dusty skies and faded speakers Hustlers hustle dreams they chase Life's a race we embrace with grace [Verse 2] Graffiti tales on every wall Silent whispers echo a call Rough nights turn to hazy days In this maze we find our ways [Chorus] Street dreams paint our nights Flashin' lights chasin' highs City pulse beats inside Together we rise no disguise [Verse 3] Concrete jungle we survive Every step dreamin’ alive Voices loud echo the fight We stand tall till the daylight [Bridge] Future’s bright we reach for stars No more chains no more scars Victory’s sweet in our grasp Nothin' here we can’t surpass [Chorus] Street dreams paint our nights Flashin' lights chasin' highs City pulse beats inside Together we rise no disguise