Yo, c'est Chilpéric, le roi des légumes, Sur la West Coast, je fais des rythmes qui fument. Je roule en Cadillac, avec un panier plein, De brocolis, d'épinards, et d'ail de Californie. J'aime les carottes, ça rend ma vue nette, Les épinards me rendent fort, comme Popeye en fête. Les tomates, rouges comme ma passion, Pour chaque légume, j'ai une dévotion. L'amour de Chilpéric, c'est pour les légumes, Sur le beat, je les célèbre, c'est comme une coutume. West Coast vibes, avec des courgettes et des haricots, Mon cœur bat pour eux, c'est mon credo. Dans le jardin, je cultive avec soin, Chaque légume est une étoile, brille chaque matin. Les betteraves, sucrées comme un premier amour, Les choux de Bruxelles, petits mais avec du glamour. Je cuisine avec amour, des recettes bio, Des salades croquantes, des soupes comme un maestro. Le poivron, coloré comme mes rêves, Chaque bouchée de légumes, c'est comme une trêve. L'amour de Chilpéric, c'est pour les légumes, Sur le beat, je les célèbre, c'est comme une coutume. West Coast vibes, avec des courgettes et des haricots, Mon cœur bat pour eux, c'est mon credo. Les légumes, c'est ma vie, ma santé, ma passion, Avec eux, je construis mon royaume, ma mission. Chilpéric, le roi des verts, sans contrefaçon, Pour eux, je rappe, je vis, je trouve l'inspiration. L'amour de Chilpéric, c'est pour les légumes, Sur le beat, je les célèbre, c'est comme une coutume. West Coast vibes, avec des courgettes et des haricots, Mon cœur bat pour eux, c'est mon credo. Yo, c'était Chilpéric, avec mon amour des légumes, Sur la West Coast, je les porte comme un parfum. Respectez les légumes, chaque jour, chaque nuit, C'est pour eux que je vis, c'est eux mon esprit.
death metal
French
Joyful, passionate, celebratory
This song could be used as a fun and upbeat anthem for promoting healthy eating, vegetarianism, or simply celebrating the love for vegetables. It could also be suitable for cooking shows, food-related content, or as a quirky addition to a playlist.
The song features rhythmic rap verses with a light-hearted and positive tone. The lyrics highlight the singer's love for vegetables and his dedication to celebrating them creatively. The use of West Coast vibes and references to specific vegetables create a unique and playful atmosphere. The rhyming scheme and wordplay add to the catchy and engaging nature of the song.
[Verse] Cold as the North Pole, ice runs veins, Numb to the feelings, discardin' chains. Emotions in a vault, tucked aside, Storm in the brain, ocean's wide. [Chorus] No tears to shed, I’m chillin’ in frost, A love lost, but I ain't payin' no cost. Blank face, heart encased in sleet, Emotionless mode, can't feel the heat. [Verse 2] Every smile, every frown, met with steel, Impassive front, it's my grand appeal. Heartless creature, calculated moves, Runnin' on logic, no highs or blues. [Chorus] No tears to shed, I’m chillin’ in frost, A love lost, but I ain't payin' no cost. Blank face, heart encased in sleet, Emotionless mode, can't feel the heat. [Bridge] Eyes glazed, distant star in the void, Human feelings left in the Freud. Imperturbable spirit, cold as snow, Through the bitter winds, I go, I go. [Verse 3] Ghost in the shell, devoid of cry, Mechanical stride, under moonlight sky. Glacial whispers, through the aurora's glow, Heart beats staccato, real slow.
[Verse] Verbs poppin', nouns droppin', mind state hypersonic, Words comin' together like Voltron, supersonic chronic, Headphones blaze, lyrics like a 5G download, Brain auto-tune, information overload. [Chorus] Lightning strikes the mic, verbal electricity, Speed of light syllables, catchin' velocity, Fast rap mania, can't escape the gravity, Pop culture references, call it lyrical savagery. [Verse 2] Bass thumpin', mind jumpin', speed like Sonic, Analog mind in a digital sonic comic, Levitatin' beats, rise above static friction, Musical addiction, coded in rap diction. [Bridge] Metaphors flip scripts, like acrobatic tricks, Semantics ricochet, bouncing off the beats, Cynical, whimsical, every line clicks, Fast rap cyclone, words movin' in fleets. [Chorus] Lightning strikes the mic, verbal electricity, Speed of light syllables, catchin' velocity, Fast rap mania, can't escape the gravity, Pop culture references, call it lyrical savagery. [Verse 3] Cyclonic syntax, storm of phonics, Brainwaves crash, tsunami in electronics, Grammies on the shelf, chaos but methodical, Jumbled thoughts spillin', but composition so logical.
Em um reino distante, cheio de magia, Princesa Melinda traz alegria. Com sua varinha e um sorriso brilhante, Torna o mundo mais amável, num instante. Cada problema, ela encara com coragem, Com seus amigos, vive mil e uma viagens. Dragões e fadas, todos pelo bem, Aventuras que vão além do que se vê também. Let’s go ahead, Let’s go ahead, Let’s go ahead, Let’s go ahead, Let’s go ahead, Let’s go ahead, Sempre em frente com fé no coração, A Melinda e seus amigos transformam tudo em diversão. Verso 2: Na floresta encantada, risadas ecoam, Os animais dançam, as flores voam. A fada sábia, sempre a orientar, Melinda aprende como o amor propagar. Com a varinha, ela pinta o céu, De cores vivas, como o mais doce mel. Cada história, uma lição de amor, Neste reino encantado, não há lugar para a dor. Let’s go ahead, Let’s go ahead, Let’s go ahead, Let’s go ahead, Let’s go ahead, Let’s go ahead, Sempre em frente com fé no coração, A Melinda e seus amigos transformam tudo em diversão. Entre castelos e mares de esmeralda, Melinda ensina: a bondade nunca falta. Com coragem e amigos ao lado, Nenhum desafio é demasiado. O dragão, antes temido, agora é amigo, Juntos eles jogam e dançam de montão. Com magia e muita fantasia, A vida é uma festa, cheia de harmonia. Let’s go ahead, Let’s go ahead, Let’s go ahead, Let’s go ahead, Let’s go ahead, Let’s go ahead, Sempre em frente com fé no coração, A Melinda e seus amigos transformam tudo em diversão.
Cruisin' down the street, bumpin' that old school beat Windows down, feelin' the heat 808s knockin', speakers poppin' In the city where the phonk don't stoppin' We be smokin' in the city, keep it gritty Riding low, speakers blow, feelin' so litty Phonk in the air, everywhere we go This is how we roll, this is how we flow Samples chop, screw it up, make it drop Layered sounds, deep underground, can't stop From the tape decks to the streets, that's where we meet In the city of phonk, where the vibe is sweet We be smokin' in the city, keep it gritty Riding low, speakers blow, feelin' so litty Phonk in the air, everywhere we go This is how we roll, this is how we flow P-Funk vibes, G-funk rides, gettin' high In the land of the phonk, where we never say goodbye We be smokin' in the city, keep it gritty Riding low, speakers blow, feelin' so litty Phonk in the air, everywhere we go This is how we roll, this is how we flow So if you feeling the vibe, come join the tribe In the city where phonk comes alive
Pedal to the metal, we ain't ever gonna stop, Cruisin' through the hills, reachin' for the top, Yezhersco in our sights, with the sun up in the sky, Biking hard, never lagging, we just let the wheels fly. We the kings of the mountain, cooler than the goats, All the cows be watchin', they takin' down notes, Fresh spring water, nectar of the gods, Only real gangstas, reppin' no frauds. Handlebars steady, we rollin' up the trail, Every twist and turn, like we ridin' on a rail, Got the beats in my ear, and the wind at my back, This gangsta life on two wheels, ain't no need to pack. We the kings of the mountain, cooler than the goats, All the cows be watchin', they takin' down notes, Fresh spring water, nectar of the gods, Only real gangstas, reppin' no frauds. At the top, we chillin', breathin' in the view, Mountain air so crisp, it's the gangsta crew, Sip that spring water, pure and cold, Stories of the ride, forever to be told. Yezhersco vibes, where the real G's thrive, Pedalin' through life, feelin' so alive, We kings of the mountain, that's how it goes, Gangsta life on bicycles, everyone knows.
[Verse] Dirty kicks, street dreams, cash in the folds, Concrete jungle, snakes out for the gold. No cap, ice cold, heart of stone, Phony clowns better miss me, I’m in the zone. [Chorus] Graffiti art vibe, spray paint on the wall, Echoing chaos, through the urban sprawl. Rooftop nights, living free fall, Ripping through this city, ghost in the hall. [Verse 2] Pockets thin, grind thick, chasing the check, Sideways glances, respect to collect. Scratch the vinyl, DJ’s groove in my track, Microphone fiend, lyrical attack. [Chorus] Graffiti art vibe, spray paint on the wall, Echoing chaos, through the urban sprawl. Rooftop nights, living free fall, Ripping through this city, ghost in the hall. [Bridge] Dreams cracked, steamed by the subway, One track mind, grind till it's payday. Blocks echo tales of the unsung, Every verse whispered, still cling in the lungs. [Verse 3] Shady deals in the alley, shadows lurk, Corner store preacher, life lessons smirk. Knock-off Gucci, from a trunk sale, Hustle never stall, even when we fail.
(Verse 1) Rolling down the highway, under the sun’s golden glow, With the old Bova Futura, it's the slowest way to go. From city lights to countryside, we’re struggling on this arc, This coach is our companion, though it smells a bit like lark. (Chorus) Old Bova Futura, taking us far and wide, On the open road together, it’s a bumpy, smelly ride. Every mile and every turn, with a gear that takes an age, With the Futura’s spirit, we’re just trying to escape the cage. (Verse 2) Seats are worn and lumpy, windows barely clear, Every traveler’s nightmare, every wanderer’s jeer. Gears take 30 seconds, oh the ride is not so sweet, In the heart of the Futura, it’s survival on each street. (Chorus) Old Bova Futura, taking us far and wide, On the open road together, it’s a bumpy, smelly ride. Every mile and every turn, with a gear that takes an age, With the Futura’s spirit, we’re just trying to escape the cage. (Bridge) Mountains high and valleys low, through the wind and rain, The Futura keeps on rolling, though we groan in pain. Engine hums a weary tune, tires barely sound, In the heart of this old journey, freedom's barely found. (Chorus) Old Bova Futura, taking us far and wide, On the open road together, it’s a bumpy, smelly ride. Every mile and every turn, with a gear that takes an age, With the Futura’s spirit, we’re just trying to escape the cage. (Outro) So here’s to many miles more, with Markolefas at the wheel, Through every twist and turn, we’re enduring what we feel. Old Bova Futura, our rusty, smelly friend, On the road of endless journeys, we hope it soon will end.
[Verse] Roberto na esquina, mente sempre turva, Coração solitário, alma já se curva, Sem ninguém do lado, vida só de priva, Mas o destino é louco, e a sorte vira. [Verse 2] Acidente de ideias, encontrou o ringue, O maior lutador, frente a frente, não finge, Sem nunca treinar, no peito cicatriz, Um soco perfeito, vitória, ele sorri. [Chorus] Roberto, guerreiro, na luta foi sinistro, Das cinzas ressurge, virou o novo mito, O solitário, o bravo, agora um vitorioso, Ganhou o ouro e o coração virou fogoso. [Bridge] As noites mudaram, e ele se transformou, Mulheres ao seu redor, fama lhe abraçou, O homem solitário, coração já dominou, Lágrimas viraram festa, o mundo o aclamou. [Verse 3] Academias o buscavam, contratos na mesa, A fama, um monstro, devora a certeza, Do anonimato ao brilho, relâmpago a acender, Agora o Roberto ninguém pode deter. [Chorus] Roberto, guerreiro, na luta foi sinistro, Das cinzas ressurge, virou o novo mito, O solitário, o bravo, agora um vitorioso, Ganhou o ouro e o coração virou fogoso.
[Verse] Twenty-four A.T. Beck City lights start to fleck New York’s roar Streets a bit of a trek [Verse 2] Buildings fall and they shatter Seeing life lose its color A.T. running through the thick End times like a flick [Chorus] Feels like a movie scene End of the world so mean A.T. Beck's on the run New York City's come undone [Verse 3] Dodging fire and debris Crowds all scared they flee Sirens wail piercing loud Through the chaos he prowls [Bridge] Sky is dark falling ash Time is ticking with a flash Heart beats fast uncontained Running wild feels insane [Chorus] Feels like a movie scene End of the world so mean A.T. Beck's on the run New York City's come undone
[Verse] You say you for the slaves Abe But you moving slow Need that action now Abe We need to grow [Verse 2] Chains been on too long Abe Time we break free Justice ain't a maybe Abe It's a guarantee [Chorus] Free the people now Abe Can't afford delay Equal rights for all Abe Time to lead the way [Verse 3] Words ain't enough Abe Show us your might Freedom's in our grasp Abe End all the plight [Bridge] Step it up Abe Hear the call Lift us up Abe One and all [Verse 4] No more waiting Abe Go make it real Slavery's fading Abe Time to seal the deal
My beats are heat, what the fuck do you mean Pull up with my team, you know I keep a beam I'm offa pill the ecstasy, mixin' that red and green Drinkin' a lot of lean, you know for these meds I'm a fiend I really hate life, I just really wanna suffer Everyday, I've been getting buffer and buffer I really hate life, everyday it's getting tougher I just ran from home like I'm a damn runner All I do is stay in my room and write lyrics Everybody says that they don't want to hear it I'm not even allowed i the living room or near it My brother got in a car accident, that night I've been fearin' My parents are douches They are being foolish They think I am useless They think I am clueless Listen here, I'm not a fuckin' fool I'm so pissed that I'm about to lose my cool Keep talkin' shit or else I'm usin' my tool Too bad that you don't get to bend the rules My beats are heat, what the fuck do you mean Pull up with my team, you know I keep a beam I'm offa pill the ecstasy, mixin' that red and green Drinkin' a lot of lean, you know for these meds I'm a fiend My father is an asshole, he comes in my room and starts his shit I did a wrong thing, but at least I didn't get hit by a fridge He tried to blame my mom that she tried to blame her for this shit Every day you got to start your shit, I'm questioning why you're always a dick In this second bar I'll roast myself now Almost three years ago, I did start shit with you, wow I didn't think I would announce that to the whole crowd Everyday you got to be a dick from then to now You threw me on the ground and kicked me in my face One day when I have kids I won't let them see your face All you really do is talk shit and always hate When I make this diss, you'll realize it's too late Everyday you got to start shit with me I would really like you to leave me Why don't you just leave me be, I just want to be free I'll get CPS on you just for you to leave My beats are heat, what the fuck do you mean Pull up with my team, you know I keep a beam I'm offa pill the ecstasy, mixin' that red and green Drinkin' a lot of lean, you know for these meds I'm a fiend Yeah, it's a lot of animosity She took my heart like a robbery I'll become rich like I came from poverty I lost my ex now I'm gambling on a lottery They tell me I'm not worth shit but look what I did I'll shoot you it turns out that you'll end up dead Leave your body on the scene, it's a whole lot of red I'm offa pill, the ecstasy, I'm poppin' all these meds I'm done with this shit, look at the shit that you did Let's not forget that you got hit by a fridge You're a fat ass you don't even punish Jason, your own kid You think you are tough but you're actually a piece of shit This is Chase Da Beats, you know I'm mother fuckin' back I'll take a knife and stab you in the back When the police show up to your crib, you're gon' yap All you do is tell the police a lot of shit that's cap
