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모든 걸 걸어 쏴, right now 운명을 건 final round 달아날 테면 달아나 Ain't nobody mess with Django, call me Django 이미 정해진 scenario 날 겨눌 수 없어 넌 'Cause I just live today, don't care about a thing Call me Django

[Verse] Hit the block, bass drop, heartbeat thumpin' Rims spin, neon glow, I ain't stop for nothin' Pockets like a buffet, always got somethin' Whip clean, chrome gleam, city buzzin', always stuntin' [Verse 2] Candy paint drip on the 64 ride Shawty in the passenger, windows down, fly Fresh kicks, NYC fitted cap high Making moves, always groove, no alibi, I deny [Chorus] Got 'em dancin' in the streets, heads turn at the beat Trap rhythm in the feet, can't stop, feel the heat Got 'em dancin' in the streets, hands up, no defeat Trap rhythm in the feet, don't stop, feel the beat [Verse 3] Designer threads, ice cold, wrist watch blingin' Club packed, vibe loud, everybody singin' Snapback, tank top, heatwaves ringin' VIP, top floor, champagne flingin' [Bridge] Lights flash like fireworks, city night alive Heartbeat sync with the beat, feel the vibe, we thrive Steppin' to the rhythm, minds lost in the hive Bassline addictive, can't escape when you dive [Chorus] Got 'em dancin' in the streets, heads turn at the beat Trap rhythm in the feet, can't stop, feel the heat Got 'em dancin' in the streets, hands up, no defeat Trap rhythm in the feet, don't stop, feel the beat

[Verse] City of Ravnica dark and bright Ten guilds fighting for power and might Boros legion marches in a row Order justice in the fire's glow [Verse 2] Simic mix and change the flesh Growth and mutance they possess Dimir shadows whisper low Secrets hidden dark they flow [Chorus] Ravnica we stand tall Guilds of magic hear the call Battle fierce till dawn's first light In Ravnica we fight fight fight [Verse 3] Rakdos revel chaos spread Madness laughter paint the red Orzhov deals in debt and gold Spirits bound their stories told [Verse 4] Gruul wild the earth they shake Break the chains for freedom's sake Izzet sparks invention flies Flame and gears light up the skies [Bridge] Ten guilds clash in endless strife Weaving magic through the life Ravnica our battleground Every heart and soul is bound

[Intro] Are we ready for FAST TEN'S ooh yeah Listen to Stories, Lies, and Shenanigans podcast every Wednesday at 730pm on TWITCH. [Verse 1] So gather your friends, get your snacks ready For Fast Ten's, the segment that's always steady Whether you're a new listener or a loyal fan we'll take you by the hand, GET READY TO SHOUT!! [Chorus] Are we ready for FAST TEN'S ooh yeah Listen to Stories, Lies, and Shenanigans podcast every Wednesday at 730pm on TWITCH. [Verse 2] Listen in, don't miss a beat We'll keep you entertained, head to toe and feet With tales and jokes that will make you grin where laughter has just begun, and Stories, lies, and shenanigans, is a crime ....Get the chalk!! Lock em up, Turn the lights on Ride the LIES!!!! [Chorus] Are we ready for FAST TEN'S ooh yeah Listen to Stories, Lies, and Shenanigans podcast every Wednesday at 730pm on TWITCH. [Outro] So tune in, join the fun Fast Ten's, where laughter has just begun

[Intro] Are we ready for FAST TEN'S ooh yeah Listen to Stories, Lies, and Shenanigans podcast every Wednesday at 730pm on TWITCH. [Verse 1] So gather your friends, get your snacks ready For Fast Ten's, the segment that's always steady Whether you're a new listener or a loyal fan we'll take you by the hand, GET READY TO SHOUT!! [Chorus] Are we ready for FAST TEN'S ooh yeah Listen to Stories, Lies, and Shenanigans podcast every Wednesday at 730pm on TWITCH. [Verse 2] Listen in, don't miss a beat We'll keep you entertained, head to toe and feet With tales and jokes that will make you grin where laughter has just begun, and Stories, lies, and shenanigans, is a crime ....Get the chalk!! Lock em up, Turn the lights on Ride the LIES!!!! [Chorus] Are we ready for FAST TEN'S ooh yeah Listen to Stories, Lies, and Shenanigans podcast every Wednesday at 730pm on TWITCH. [Outro] So tune in, join the fun Fast Ten's, where laughter has just begun

(Verse 1) Ich steh' auf der Straße, im Neonlicht, Die Stadt pulsiert, der Beat ist tight. Meine Worte fliegen, wie Kugeln aus Blei, Rap ist mein Leben, das ist mein Revier. Ich kämpf' mit den Reimen, wie ein Gladiator, Mein Flow ist scharf, wie ein Skalpell im Labor. Von der Straße zum Mic, ich hab' es geschafft, Meine Lines sind heiß, wie Lava im Krater. (Pre-Chorus) Ich rap' über Träume, über Schmerz und Glück, Über das Leben, das uns manchmal bedrückt. Meine Stimme ist mein Schwert, mein Mic ist mein Schild, Ich kämpf' für die Wahrheit, für das, was mir gefällt. (Chorus) Rap ist mein Herzschlag, mein Atem, mein Blut, Ich spuck' die Worte aus, wie ein wilder Fluss. Die Straße ist mein Lehrer, der Beat ist mein Freund, Ich rap' für die Freiheit, bis zum bitteren Ende. (Verse 2) Ich schreib' meine Lines, im Dunkeln der Nacht, Die Worte fließen, wie ein Wasserfall, voller Macht. Mein Herz schlägt im Takt, der Bass dröhnt laut, Ich rap' für die Straße, für die, die drauf vertrau'n. Ich trag' meine Geschichten, wie Tattoos auf der Haut, Die Straße ist mein Zuhause, mein Herz schlägt laut. Ich rap' für die Hoffnung, für die, die kämpfen, Für die, die träumen, für die, die sich nicht trauen. (Pre-Chorus) Ich rap' über Träume, über Schmerz und Glück, Über das Leben, das uns manchmal zwickt. Meine Stimme ist mein Schwert, mein Mic ist mein Schild, Ich kämpf' für die Wahrheit, für das, was mir gefällt. (Chorus) Rap ist mein Herzschlag, mein Atem, mein Blut, Ich spuck' die Worte aus, wie ein wilder Fluss. Die Straße ist mein Lehrer, der Beat ist mein Freund, Ich rap' für die Freiheit, bis zum bitteren End'. (Outro) Ich schließ' meine Augen, spür' den Vibe, Der Beat trägt mich, wie ein Adler im Sturzflug. Rap ist mein Leben, mein Herz, meine Passion, Ich rap' für die Straße, für die ganze Nation.

Intro: Skal du være, Vil du være Stavagutt? Ja. for. faaaaen Vers 1: Jeg er en Stavagutt (hey) Redder jomfruer i nød Tatt no' shady shit på rullings Som han forårsake død Jeg er fucked Jeg er skjært Og jeg er en fuckings synder Men det sto at hun var 18 år på Tinder (Hva faen?) Vers 2: Popp no' molly Drikk no' Bacardi Jeg sa, popp no' molly Ja gutta gjør det daglig Popp no' molly Drikk no' Bacardi Jeg sa, popp no' molly Er du feit så blir det farlig Vers 3: Satan i gata Snuten de blir hata Ja, her på Domen så blir biffgardiner malt av Dama mi er blond Og den assen der er thick Ja det er standarden på en frekk og freidig Stavachick Chorus: Domen Vers 4: Drukket Bacardi Tatt no' molly Løpt fra politi (Okey) Dro på cluben, fiksa bord og kjøpte Hennessey Ja den flaska skal jeg bomme Så jeg shotter Henney ut av navelen til ei nonne Vers 5: Ja så digg Stygge, feite damer få'kke pikk Ja jeg snakker til deg, så bare stikk Nå kommer Domen, gjør deg klar om du er jente Vi sniffer linjer fra det gamle testamentet Build up to ref: Skal du være Vil du være Stavagutt? Ja for faaaen Chorus: Popp no' molly Drikk no' Bacardi Jeg sa, popp no' molly Ja gutta gjør det daglig Popp no' molly Drikk no' Bacardi Jeg sa, popp no' molly Er du feit så blir det farlig

Sometimes I just want to eat But I have a condition can't sit

[intro] Ayee whats popping blood, jebać niebieskich słyszysz, uh [verse] Widzę zjeba zakładającego niebieską bandanę jak jego dzieci garbate zaczynam się podkradać, cwel ma czerwony laser na plecach jeszcze o tym nie wie wiec nie błaga, dostaje osiem strzałów leży na ziemi brat z gangu cripów ma krew na jajach (CRIP K) jebany będzie musiał uczestniczyć w badaniach, uh ubieram się w czerwony szalik Louis v jak jakiś skammer, widzę go w celowniku jest to mój następny target, wiesz że Kacper to ten snajper, dostaje dwie kulki jego ziomek to już nie bohater (To pizda), podnieś swojego brata, jak możesz wyzywać nas gdy wiemy gdzie leżysz? Jebane cepy, popełniają grzechy pseudo gangsterzy jak przychodzi co do czego to gasimy ich jak pety (W każdej czynności) uh double cup w środku jest brudny Sprite, po paru tabletkach zaczynam się czuć jak Mike (Tyson), scammuje w internecie by mieć ten hajs, brudne kurwy niebieskie nadal grają w street dice, lecimy z gangiem do kasyna by wyjebać all Ina, nie jesteśmy biednymi kurwami suki mamy na switcha, po Karaiby do Bahamów zwiększamy rejt pobicia, zobaczę ziomka w niebieskim mój ziomek go rozpierdoli nazywa się altaida, nie jest to żaden Kubica, Tomasz wysłał do mnie sześć set dolarów myśląc że jestem trzynastoletnią dziewczynką, krzywda, zablokowałem go poczuł się jak stjuart z ingland, grrt baow every crip killa you heard word to my mother suck my dick pussy on blood

Chorus: Sono Roberta la piu bellilla di cervinara Nessuna e bella come me Puoi chiedere pure a Giosuè. Verse: Quando esco tutti mi guardano Quando passo tutti sussurrano È Roberta è Roberta la piu bellilla di Cervinara! Roberta ta ta ta ta Roberta ta ta ta ta

[Verse] City lights so high Got me feeling alive Every night we fly In the trap we arrive [Verse 2] Beats drop hearts race Lost in the urban maze Dreams in a fast chase Caught in a neon blaze [Chorus] Shining bright like tomorrow Leave behind all our sorrow In the night we follow Every beat every hollow [Verse 3] Street vibes so real Breaking free we feel No limits no seal Only dreams we conceal [Bridge] Echoes of the night Guiding us by moonlight In the trap no fright Together we'll ignite [Chorus] Shining bright like tomorrow Leave behind all our sorrow In the night we follow Every beat every hollow

[Verse] Flex on the sand, cash bands tan fam Drippin' gold rims, catching eyes like a madman Vacay villa, cash spill like a thriller Speaking in figures, countin' six, all killer [Verse 2] Beaches and breezy, life ain't easy Grills and chills, money spills no queasy Pockets on swole, heart on ice, no cold Summer glow, funds grow, all stories told [Chorus] Stacks on sunshine, vibes high, no denies Deep in the rum, wealth pool hit capsize Every dollar sings, bells ring, feel the fling Catch us floatin’, while the haters just cling [Verse 3] Golden hour limelight, wallet tight, pure delight Counting bills, seafood grills, life in flight Palms shake, money quake, no fake, we rake Sippin' fine wine, in time, we define, the highline [Verse 4] Street to beach, speakers preach, lessons breach Cash in waves, rhythm saves, no empty graves Paper parade, sun’s serenade, no charade Every set, no regret, bankrolls on jet [Chorus] Stacks on sunshine, vibes high, no denies Deep in the rum, wealth pool hit capsize Every dollar sings, bells ring, feel the fling Catch us floatin’, while the haters just cling