Brightwell's Rebellion

Stacks in my hands Kasa rośnie, nie mam granic Ik wil hoger vliegen To chyba moja obsesja Szybkie auta, neon city Gaz do dechy, nie ma litości Nie bede czekać, życie pędzi Mogę ci obiecać, že nie zwolnię Nowy drip prosto z Londynu Nie stać cię, sorry ziomuś Mówiles brat, a potem zdrada Wszyscy się zmieniają dla dolaraMówiles brat, a potem zdrada Wszyscy się zmieniają dla dolara Mam to w DNA Nie poddam się, bo wiem, że dam rade Że wygrać mam Na końcu drogi zostanę sam

[Verse] They not like Goodyear they don’t hug the road Slippin' on the pavement where the trouble’s sowed Tread’s too thin and the grip won’t catch Every time we peel out it’s a mismatched batch [Verse 2] Why you going slow ain’t you tired of the crawl Life's a drag race but you’re stuck in a stall Pedal hits the metal but the spin's just air You need traction but the tires don’t care [Chorus] Trying to go fast but it’s probably the tiiress Chasing down the wind but it always denies us They’re bald they’re worn can’t take the heat Slip-sliding dreams never grip the street [Verse 3] Pressure’s running low got no tread to trust Riding on a prayer and a cloud of dust Gotta change the game get the wheels to stick Too many miles and they're playing a trick [Bridge] Midnight streets under the cold moon's stare Burnouts and reruns but I’m getting nowhere Sparks fly loud but I’m stuck in the grind New shoes might free me leave the old behind [Chorus] Trying to go fast but it’s probably the tiiress Chasing down the wind but it always denies us They’re bald they’re worn can’t take the heat Slip-sliding dreams never grip the street

[Zwrotka] Wojna liryczna, ; Metafizyczna, Ma Armia Wieszcza co rymy dopieszcza, buduje. Słowa jak kule, świstają za uchem, za chwilę ogłuchniesz. Wersy jak broń, W tej wojnie, ubojnie to plan mój na front. Zjadam swych wrogów aż po horyzont. Choć armia twa większa - ja nie wymiękam, Jedzenia po bitwie zostanie na rok. [Instrumental drop] [Zwrotka] Nadlatuje smok! . Wnet ognista fala, twą armię powala, w czerwieni skąpana, armia przegrana, tonąca w oparach siarki i palonego ciała.. Zza zwęglonych stosów, twych marnych patosów, unosi się flaga biała.. w rękach trafionego generała. Krwawa wojna już nastała, Więc strzelam nadal, widzę jak padasz, jak krwią się zalewasz, a ja mam dylemat.. Stracić cię teraz? . . Nieee... . . . Tortury wybieram. [Deep instrumental solo] [Bridge] Odsłaniam Ci twarz, Szum, pisk i trzask - wrzask! Zmętniały obraz zapewnił Ci gaz, dziury w kończynach natomiast kwas. Grymas twej twarzy raduje nas. . Widać już brzask. . Ciało wyrzucić możecie w las. [Zwrotka] Ma Armia Wieszcza, zamieszcza na piersiach Symbol nadejścia nowego królestwa - grecka delta. . Ma Arma Wieszcza, obwieszcza nadejście nowego królestwa! . ; Liryka moc swą okazała ; ; Twoja specjalizacja to dramat, Dźwięk armat i krzywdzonego ciała. ; To technika doskonała. . Gaz i kwas; brud i piach; Mierze w was, Już jest czas, Na mój znak, Saletra... Iiii... . OGNIA! [Long instrumental drop] [Outro] Ma Armia Wieszcza, zamieszcza na piersiach Symbol nadejścia nowego królestwa - grecka delta. W liryce, e pice, nawet w dramacie, Równać nie możesz się z nami bracie. My siła, potęga, wy pchły i prosięta, . . . Klękać!.. . Bo skonacie jak zwierzęta.

[Verse] In the halls where whispers crawl along Secrets hide and love turns strong Hearts collide like waves on shore You’re never the same as you were before [Verse 2] Tears fall under fluorescent skies Laughter echoes through their highs Each moment's a storm A gentle breeze Lives entwined like roots of trees [Chorus] Oh Shortland Street You’re calling out Where passions live And doubts shout A place of joy A sea of pain In every loss There’s something gained [Verse 3] Doctors running Lives to save A hero’s work that can’t behave Twists unravel Truths laid bare It’s a world where you show you care [Bridge] Emotions rise Oh they don’t choose Broken hearts mend with their muse Families bloom And sometimes break Every breath a step they take [Chorus] Oh Shortland Street You’re calling out Where passions live And doubts shout A place of joy A sea of pain In every loss There’s something gained

na puchu Tere bare sawal Ab koi, jo hua mere sath uska ilaj na koi, tu Galat ya sahi iski talash si rahi, hote hue bhi kahu, Teri Parwa hi nahi, Dil ke shor me doob rahi hai har baat, yaadon ki raakh me jal rahi hai har raat, tujhse jake bhi door, tujhse na hua juda, par ab na lautunga, ye kasam rakhi hai maine kha, par sach toh yeh hại, jhooth bolta hu mai, tere bina bhi tujhme hi khoya rehta hu mai, chaha ke bhi tujh tak na laut paya, mohabbat thi par shayad kismat na aaya. tu door sahi, par yaadon mein hai zinda, yaad karke lamhe na jane q hota hu sharminda, tha bharosa tujh pr, tu hi Mera guroor, Jaan e Jana aisa Kya hua, sapne hue choor na puchu Tere bare sawal Ab koi, jo hua mere sath uska ilaj na koi, tu Galat ya sahi iski talash si rahi, hote hue bhi kahu, Teri Parwa hi nahi sath tere beetta tha mera har din sunehra, abh din, din se raat, fir ho jata hai savera, ninde bhi abh mujhse hone lagi hai khafa, kahe Mera Dil na mai aur tu hai bewafa Kash paa lu tujhe firse, soch lagta hai, darr khyal aata hai cheeze repeat hone lagi,agar I know tu bhi Rehti hongi Khush mere bina, mai bhi lagbhag sikh Raha hu jina tere bina, na puchu Tere bare sawal Ab koi, jo hua mere sath uska ilaj na koi, tu Galat ya sahi iski talash si rahi, hote hue bhi kahu, Teri Parwa hi nahi,

[Verse] Caminando calles donde el eco no miente, Chile late fuerte, corazón valiente. Moderación firme como torre de cemento, comunidad limpia, brisa en el viento. [Chorus] Nada que decir, todo está dicho, aquí se crece como aguja en el bicho. Staff en prueba, siempre dando el pecho, manos arriba, respeto al techo. [Verse 2] RP fluye como río en deshielo, creatividad al tope, nunca en duelo. Sana la vibra, sana la mente, unidos todos, fuego incandescente. [Chorus] Nada que decir, todo está dicho, aquí se crece como aguja en el bicho. Staff en prueba, siempre dando el pecho, manos arriba, respeto al techo. [Bridge] No hay drama, solo calma en la trama, moderación certera ejecuta el programa. Somos la chispa que enciende esta llama, respetamos reglas, lealtad en la dama. [Outro] Chile RP, donde se vive y se siente, comunidad sana, real, consistente. Los caminos claros, echando raíces, brillando en el juego con nuestras directrices.

[Verse] Desde Santiago a Valpo, suena el latido, en esta jungla digital donde todo es ruido. Moderación al mando, estilo pulido, comunidad sana, su pasado vencido. [Chorus] Nada que decir, puro fluir, Staff en prueba, el camino a seguir. Respeto manda, no hay que discutir, Chile RP, listos pa' vivir. [Verse 2] En la plaza virtual, cada creador su esquina, moderadores atentos pa' que nada se contamina. Leyendas tejen sueños como con una cortina, peleando trolls como boxeador en la esquina. [Bridge] Pa' la gente real, pa'l arte genuino, donde el drama se apaga y manda el destino. Staff y mods con corazón divino, creando conexiones como un puente andino. [Chorus] Nada que decir, puro fluir, Staff en prueba, el camino a seguir. Respeto manda, no hay que discutir, Chile RP, listos pa' vivir. [Verse 3] Roleo serio, baterías al cien, en este juego nadie queda sin bien. No importa el ranking, importa el tren, que lleva la historia donde nadie la ven.

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[Verse] Flew to the moon, spaceship aura so wavy, Words drop heavy, dictionary baby's got rabies. Flow contagious, thumped loud like the bass is, Wrote my story in the stars, skipped all the blank pages. [Chorus] Rap ball spinning, like planets in collision, Bars cut deeper, precision like an incision. Got my head high, crown made of ambition, Spit heat in the coldest draft, that's my mission. [Verse 2] Gold tooth twinkle, grill cold like February, Blueprint dreams, mind working visionary. Words sharper than a hedgehog’s spine and scary, Flow stinks but it's sweet – call that commentary. [Bridge] Legend in the mirror, zero cap, I’m the heir. Sharp enough to slice the clouds and split air. Climbing like a ladder that’s made of despair, Turn my flaws into the throne, royalty everywhere. [Verse 3] Stole wisdom at midnight, call it intellectual theft, Break bread with rulers, but sharp I keep my cleft. Footsteps echo loud, ink dripping with depth, On a mountain of metaphors, I’m climbing to my best. [Chorus] Rap ball spinning, like planets in collision, Bars cut deeper, precision like an incision. Got my head high, crown made of ambition, Spit heat in the coldest draft, that's my mission.

[Verse] The ground is splitting under my feet Cracks in the pavement where hope used to meet I scream in the silence it swallows me whole But everyone’s smiling like it’s out of control [Verse 2] Ashes are falling they call it just dust The weight on my chest breaks down all my trust I’m grasping at air as the world slips away They pat my back and say it’ll be okay [Chorus] It’ll be okay that’s what they swear But how can they know when they’re not even there The walls are on fire the sky’s turning gray And they just keep saying it’ll be okay [Bridge] Their words feel like paper floating in flames Thin little lies dressed up with fake frames I can’t breathe in a world that denies The ruins we’re left in as truth multiplies [Verse 3] I wish I could see what they claim to see Some ribbon of hope in this dark tragedy But the ground keeps crumbling beneath my shoes While they sing me lullabies I didn’t choose [Chorus] It’ll be okay that’s what they swear But how can they know when they’re not even there The walls are on fire the sky’s turning gray And they just keep saying it’ll be okay

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[Verse] Jess Brightwell moves in shadows, ink-stained hands divulge Where the scrolls tell secrets, but truth’s been smudged Knowledge is power, but the rulers hoard it tight Young scholar’s heart burns brighter than forbidden light [Verse 2] Locked in Alexandria’s steel-ribbed claws Metal tomes grind dreams, ancient laws with flaws Books ain’t freedom when they chain your spirit’s flight Jess fueling revolution with every word he writes [Chorus] Pages turn, but the fire won’t burn out Truth writes loud where they silence and doubt Library’s grip can't snuff the brave fight Jess Brightwell, torchbearer of the night [Verse 3] Smarts sharper than paper cuts, calm yet defiant Alchemists and automata, he outplays giants Code in the margins, a rebel's mark on the page Every step he takes cracks the Library's cage [Bridge] Iron shelves stand high like tyrant’s walls Yet ideas flow free through the crumbled halls Light beams down where the banned dwell Jess presses on, the stories he’ll tell [Chorus] Pages turn, but the fire won’t burn out Truth writes loud where they silence and doubt Library’s grip can't snuff the brave fight Jess Brightwell, torchbearer of the night