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Yeah, yeah, check it, it's the Notorious Big, GSF in the house Mickey, Melina, Benny Blu, they all know what we about John, Tadas, Simens, Rocky, Jamal, Zed, Jesi, and Ling Harry and Biggler, we the illest squad, we the real king We roll deep, we don't sleep, we make the streets shake Spittin' fire on the mic, every verse we create A bunch of bad boys, we don't play by the rules We run this city, break the chains, break the jewels Mickey on the hook, Melina on the verse Benny Blu got the beats, make the speakers burst John and Tadas on the streets, keep the block hot Simens and Rocky, hustlin', never gonna stop Jamal, Zed, and Jesi, holdin' it down tight Rocky and Biggler, stayin' fly, stayin' bright Ling and Harry, with the flow so smooth GSF crew, we the ones makin' moves So raise your glasses, toast to the squad GSF reign supreme, we the real gods Ain't nobody messin' with the crew this strong Gangsta Squad Flow, we keep the game goin' on and on Yeah, that's right, GSF in the house, Biggy Smalls represent Mic drop, we out here, peace!

Ayy, yeah, uh, listen up, niggas, it's your boy on the track I'm flexin' on these haters, ain't no lookin' back Fame came quick, now I'm ballin' like a boss Stackin' up these racks, countin' money, no loss Paparazzi flashin', tryna catch me slippin' But I stay icy, my diamonds steady drippin' Haters talkin' shit, but I don't give a damn I'm livin' life fast, they just don't understand I'm in the limelight, bitches on my trail But I ain't trippin', I let 'em chase the tail Money, power, respect, yeah, I got it all Livin' life lavish, standin' tall, never fall From the streets to the stage, I made it to the top Now I'm livin' like a king, my grind never stop Fame and fortune, yeah, they come with a cost But I'm in it to win it, ain't no time to be lost So watch me as I rise, haters watch me fall But I keep on shinin', I'm the top dog in the hall Ballin' like a boss, I'm the king of the throne Fame ain't no game, I'm in it on my own, uh Yeah, ayy, you know who it is Ballin' on these haters, livin' life in the biz So step back, motherfuckas, watch me do my thing Fame and fortune, yeah, it's the life that I bring

[Verse] Break bread with the bandits, candlelight dinners in the attic Got a hat trick of havoc, ruin magic tricks with laughter tragic Shampoo with the bullets, lather all the triggers, sprayin' static Panoramic, Titanic, iceberg flippin', sunken tactics [Verse 2] City slicker walk the skyline with a shark tank leash Cookin' up chaos, pyrex pots where the monsters feast Dinner plates with riddles, finger-food for rap geeks Unleash the pen, venom in the ink, mad leaks [Chorus] Microphone messiah, spitfire on the wire Swagger through the storm, can't retire this pyre Pockets full of dreams, self-esteem gets higher Every beat a beatdown, every word a crier [Verse 3] Roll the dice, risk it all, live life on rabbit's feet Jigsaw puzzles, put together lyrical streets Battle scars, metal bars, paint the car with scars beats Palm trees in the concrete, rhythm stuck on repeat [Bridge] Crumbs to the kingdom, feast of the streets, royal flow Streetlights lit wisdom, common folks in the glow Ocean tides in the rhyme, every word ebb and flow Microphone messiah, heard the gospel, now you know [Verse 4] Back alley sage, scriptures sprayed across the page Life’s a stage, this verse a soliloquy in a cage Chronicles of the hood, bound by the street engage Ink on the pavement, a saga scripted in rage

Ask me how much my wrist costs: it costs me 9 and 11. He want smoke wit us, we gas em' just like 7-11. These boys broke as hell this choppa on me sent bro to heaven. Huh. That boy where he be at? Diddy Parties. Pop out with 2 bad bitches; I promise we'd have tiddie parties. Shde pop pillies on the camera just like she Icarly. We make movies outside bitch but dis is not Icarly. Watch is just like gibby: under Vicereen. Like menstrual blood, we told em' boys to put it in. Big glock in my hand; I told you won't get up again. Huh. He just want some smoke, them niggas did em' innocent. Aye. Presidential inside the whip just like trump. Make America gate again. He run up, he get pumped; wait. We let shi to dump, she eat me just like I'm lunch. I'm seen wit the glock inside my pocket bet it pack a punch. I got different Puerto Ricans tryna take a trip to me and my eyes was asl, make me look like vietnamese. You want smoke wit us this choppa on me make bro what he can breath. I got money on me, I told you damn that's what I need. He said stop rapping if you is gay but I'm gon' keep on rappin' cause I'm straight. Top tier when I'm out the way, these niggas broke they out the way. Aye. Dripped inside this Soulja boy wear drip like bathing ape. Bitch I'm in the jungle, we beat on the chest like we an ape.

Bien sûr, voici un rap inspiré par le style de Gazo, avec des paroles percutantes et quelques mots crus pour rester fidèle à son approche : (Refrain) Dans la ville, ça chauffe, on est là pour faire du sale, On avance, on défonce, on s’en bat les couilles des balles, On charbonne pour la maille, pas de place pour les faibles, Trop d’choses à dire, j’vais les balancer sans trêve. (Couplet 1) Trop longtemps qu’on traîne, on en a marre des promesses, La rue nous a forgés, faut qu’on brise ces chaînes de merde, Le bitume c’est notre arène, on va tout niquer, c’est clair, Les hypocrites parlent fort, mais on sait qu’ils font la queue à l’envers. Chaque jour c’est la même, faut gratter, faut peser, Les flics veulent nous niquer, on est là pour les baiser, Pas d’rêve de paillettes, ici c’est la vraie vie, On préfère mourir debout que d’vivre comme des soumis. (Refrain) Dans la ville, ça chauffe, on est là pour faire du sale, On avance, on défonce, on s’en bat les couilles des balles, On charbonne pour la maille, pas de place pour les faibles, Trop d’choses à dire, j’vais les balancer sans trêve. (Couplet 2) Ils parlent de respect, mais ils connaissent pas le sens, On sait que dans ce monde, faut prendre sa chance, Les regards méprisants, les critiques incessantes, On les envoie balader, ici c’est nous qui chantent. La rue c’est notre scène, pas besoin d’projecteurs, Les vrais savent c’que c’est, on survit à la chaleur, Les traîtres et les faux, on les met à l’écart, On avance, toujours plus fort, dans cette putain de gare. (Refrain) Dans la ville, ça chauffe, on est là pour faire du sale, On avance, on défonce, on s’en bat les couilles des balles, On charbonne pour la maille, pas de place pour les faibles, Trop d’choses à dire, j’vais les balancer sans trêve. (Outro) Trop d’peines, trop d’galères, mais on reste debout, Dans cette jungle urbaine, faut être un putain de loup, Pas d’place pour les faibles, ici c’est la survie, On avance, on s’bat, c’est notre putain de vie.

Dans la ville, ça chauffe, on est là pour faire du sale, On avance, on défonce, rien à faire des balles, On charbonne pour la maille, pas de place pour les faibles, Trop d’choses à dire, j’vais les balancer sans trêve. (Couplet 1) Trop longtemps qu’on traîne, marre des promesses, La rue nous a forgés, faut qu’on brise ces chaînes, Le bitume c’est notre arène, on va tout casser, Les hypocrites parlent fort, mais on sait qu’ils sont faux. Chaque jour c’est la même, faut gratter, faut peser, Les flics veulent nous avoir, on est là pour résister, Pas d’rêve de paillettes, ici c’est la vraie vie, On préfère mourir debout que de vivre comme des soumis. (Refrain) Dans la ville, ça chauffe, on est là pour faire du sale, On avance, on défonce, rien à faire des balles, On charbonne pour la maille, pas de place pour les faibles, Trop d’choses à dire, j’vais les balancer sans trêve. (Couplet 2) Ils parlent de respect, mais ils connaissent pas le sens, On sait que dans ce monde, faut prendre sa chance, Les regards méprisants, les critiques incessantes, On les envoie balader, ici c’est nous qui chantent. La rue c’est notre scène, pas besoin d’projecteurs, Les vrais savent c’que c’est, on survit à la chaleur, Les traîtres et les faux, on les met à l’écart, On avance, toujours plus fort, dans cette gare. (Refrain) Dans la ville, ça chauffe, on est là pour faire du sale, On avance, on défonce, rien à faire des balles, On charbonne pour la maille, pas de place pour les faibles, Trop d’choses à dire, j’vais les balancer sans trêve. (Outro) Trop d’peines, trop d’galères, mais on reste debout, Dans cette jungle urbaine, faut être un loup, Pas d’place pour les faibles, ici c’est la survie, On avance, on se bat, c’est notre vie.

[Verse] Aquí va la historia, de una traición, Una chica con dobles intenciones, mala combinación. Él confiaba, ella jugando al misterio, Mientras él soñaba en serio, su amor era un juego. [Verse 2] Caminando en las sombras, engaño en cada esquina, Besos falsos, sus promesas, brisa fría divina. Él mirándola en la distancia, lágrimas en el suelo, Sueños rotos, corazón vacío, sin consuelo. [Chorus] Traición en los versos, traición en el beat, Un amor que se desmorona, sentimientos en repeat. Ella eligió el camino, infidelidad marcó el fin, Él buscando respuestas, en cada rima un sollozo sin fin. [Verse 3] Ella decía "te amo", pero con otro compartía, Noches de lujuria, mentiras en galería. Él quedó atrapado en el silencio, gritando sin voz, Rostro hacia el cielo, hablando con Dios. [Bridge] Ella nunca entendió el daño causado, Él, buscando paz, en su mente encerrado. Palabras ya vacías, amor hecho ceniza, Ella es la tormenta, él será la brisa. [Chorus] Traición en los versos, traición en el beat, Un amor que se desmorona, sentimientos en repeat. Ella eligió el camino, infidelidad marcó el fin, Él buscando respuestas, en cada rima un sollozo sin fin.

**Verse 1:** Yo, it's the Kavengers, we're back on the scene, Mavengers talk big, but they ain't that mean. Condiment Clash? What a joke of a song, Sounds like you’re cryin’ bout a mustard gone wrong. You say we rigged the war, but here's a clue, We play it fair, it's you who screwed the crew. Blaming us for your lack of flavor, When your rhymes and beats need some serious savior. **Chorus:** Condiment Clash, what a pitiful mess, Mavengers trying hard, but they can’t impress. We’re the kings, you’re the clowns of the condiment war, Step aside, little kids, let the Kavengers roar! **Verse 2:** Mavengers whining, ‘bout a mustard defeat, But we all know your game is just obsolete. Blaming us? Man, what a desperate plea, Can’t face the truth, you’re just envyin' we. Catch up with the times, stop livin’ in the past, Your Condiment Clash is just a broadcast. Of all your failures, your sauce is just weak, We bring the heat, while you barely speak. **Chorus:** Condiment Clash, what a pitiful mess, Mavengers trying hard, but they can’t impress. We’re the kings, you’re the clowns of the condiment war, Step aside, little kids, let the Kavengers roar! **Bridge:** You talk about mustard, but you’ve got no taste, Your lyrics, your beats, all a total waste. The Kavengers reign, we’re the real deal, Your salty tears just add to our meal. **Verse 3:** So here’s a tip, Mavengers, take a seat, Learn from the masters, accept your defeat. Your Condiment Clash is a thing of the past, While the Kavengers’ legacy is built to last. Stop the excuses, stop all the cries, Face it, Mavengers, you’ve been compromised. We rigged nothing, just brought the truth, You lost ‘cause your game is stuck in the booth. **Chorus:** Condiment Clash, what a pitiful mess, Mavengers trying hard, but they can’t impress. We’re the kings, you’re the clowns of the condiment war, Step aside, little kids, let the Kavengers roar! **Outro:** We’re the Kavengers, yeah, we’re here to stay, While the Mavengers fade, and just drift away. Condiment kings, we own this stage, Mavengers, step down, it’s the Kavengers' age!

[Verse] La rue est sombre les lumières clignotent Les rêves se brisent quand les balles ricochent Les gamins traînent le cœur en béton La vie ici c'est dure comme le son [Verse 2] Les jours se répètent les nuits sont longues Les espoirs se fanent comme des vieilles chansons Des visages fermés des regards glacés Drill de la cité c'est notre réalité [Chorus] On crie fort pour qu'on nous entende On tape le sol les murs résonnent Drill de la cité c'est notre monde Ces rimes de la rue à chaque seconde [Verse 3] Les sirènes hurlent dans le soir brumeux Les cœurs battent fort sous les manteaux rugueux On survit ici comme des loups solitaires La nuit protège nos rêves d'hier [Bridge] Les souvenirs brûlent comme des étoiles On trace nos vies sur des lignes de métal On chante le drill pour oublier le mal Nos voix résonnent dans le quartier infernal [Chorus] On crie fort pour qu'on nous entende On tape le sol les murs résonnent Drill de la cité c'est notre monde Ces rimes de la rue à chaque seconde

(Verse 1) Ngày rời quê hương, bước chân tôi đầy hy vọng, Mang theo bao giấc mơ, nhưng đời không như là mơ. Phố xá xa lạ, nơi đây không có tình thân, Mỗi ngày trôi qua, lòng tôi càng thêm nhớ nhà. (Chorus) Ra ngoài đời mới biết cực khổ, Nhớ mẹ cha, nhớ anh chị em, lòng tôi nghẹn ngào. Ra ngoài đời mới biết khó khăn, Khi không còn ai bên cạnh, mỗi bước chân đều gian nan. (Rap 1) Đêm dài lạnh lẽo, phố thị không bao giờ ngủ, Nhớ về căn nhà nhỏ, mẹ vẫn chờ tôi quay về. Bố từng bảo, cuộc đời không dễ dàng, Những giọt mồ hôi rơi, từng ngày tôi mới hiểu ra. (Verse 2) Mỗi sáng thức dậy, lặng nhìn mình trong gương, Thấy đôi mắt thâm quầng, cuộc sống không màu hồng. Những bữa cơm vội, không còn tiếng cười vui, Nhớ những bữa cơm gia đình, ấm áp và bình yên. (Chorus) Ra ngoài đời mới biết cực khổ, Nhớ mẹ cha, nhớ anh chị em, lòng tôi nghẹn ngào. Ra ngoài đời mới biết khó khăn, Khi không còn ai bên cạnh, mỗi bước chân đều gian nan. (Rap 2) Có những đêm, tôi gục ngã giữa chốn xa, Lòng đầy mệt mỏi, nhưng không thể quay về. Mỗi lần gọi điện, nghe giọng mẹ an ủi, Nước mắt rơi, nhưng lòng thêm vững vàng bước tiếp. (Bridge) Thời gian trôi, mái tóc bố mẹ bạc thêm, Con ở đây, dù cách xa, lòng chẳng hề quên. Những lời dạy, những lời yêu thương, Là hành trang con mang theo trên bước đường đời. (Chorus) Ra ngoài đời mới biết cực khổ, Nhớ mẹ cha, nhớ anh chị em, lòng tôi nghẹn ngào. Ra ngoài đời mới biết khó khăn, Khi không còn ai bên cạnh, mỗi bước chân đều gian nan. (Rap 3) Dù đi xa, lòng vẫn hướng về nhà, Gia đình yêu thương, là nơi con muốn quay về. Những ký ức, từng giọt nước mắt rơi, Nhớ về nhà, là động lực con vượt qua mọi gian khó. (Outro) Ra ngoài đời mới biết cực khổ, Mong một ngày, được trở về, bên mái nhà thân yêu. Gia đình yêu thương, là hạnh phúc lớn nhất, Cảm ơn bố mẹ, đã cho con một nơi để gọi là nhà.

(Verse 1) Đêm về khuya, nơi phố thị xa lạ, Lòng tôi nhớ, tiếng cười vang vọng của gia đình ta. Những bữa cơm, mẹ nấu canh thơm ngon, Bố ngồi cạnh, kể chuyện xưa, lòng tôi bồi hồi khôn nguôi. (Chorus) Xa nhà lập nghiệp, lòng tôi luôn nhớ thương, Mẹ cha già, anh chị em, những tháng ngày bình yên. Xa nhà lập nghiệp, nước mắt rơi âm thầm, Nhớ về những đêm đông, bên bếp lửa gia đình. (Verse 2) Mẹ từng dạy, "Con phải kiên cường mạnh mẽ," Bố luôn nhắc, "Hãy nhớ về nguồn cội quê hương." Mỗi bước chân, tôi mang theo nỗi nhớ, Gia đình yêu thương, là động lực tôi bước tiếp từng ngày. (Bridge) Có những lúc, tôi gục ngã giữa chốn xa, Nhớ về gia đình, lòng tôi lại thêm vững vàng. Mỗi dòng thư, gửi về từ nơi xa lạ, Mong một ngày, được trở về, bên mái nhà thân thương. (Chorus) Xa nhà lập nghiệp, lòng tôi luôn nhớ thương, Mẹ cha già, anh chị em, những tháng ngày bình yên. Xa nhà lập nghiệp, nước mắt lăn dài, Khi nhớ về những ngày tháng, bên mái nhà thân thương. (Verse 3) Thời gian trôi, mái tóc bố mẹ bạc thêm, Con ở đây, dẫu cách xa, lòng chẳng hề quên. Từng lời dạy, từng lời yêu thương, Là hành trang, con mang theo trên bước đường đời. (Outro) Dù đi xa, lòng vẫn hướng về nhà, Gia đình yêu thương, là nơi con muốn trở về. Xa nhà lập nghiệp, nước mắt rơi từng đêm, Mong một ngày, được trở về, bên mái nhà thân yêu.