im the king

သေးဖြူသေးဖြူတဲ့ဗျားဟတ်လား တံတွေးခွက်မှာမျောသေးခွက်မှာမျောဘောလော သေးဖြူသေးဖြူသေးဖြူတဲ့ဗျားဟတ်လား

[Verse] Chameleon King I swing like a pendulum, Mood switch on the blink, in the game I enter'em, Switchin' up colors, got that chameleon blue link, From Dillip to Offyd, I'm a stealthy ass flink, Camouflage swaggin', ain't never caught slippin', Flow switchin' rapid, the beat my only mission. [Verse 2] Stealth like a ninja, ain't no sight of the end, Gone in one hood, reappear with the friend, Turnin' heads on the street like a busy intersection, But when the heat's on, vanish without detection, Mood ring rappin', colors on a dizzle, Metaphor magician, make reality dribble. [Chorus] Camouflage in the crowd, got heads spinnin' round, In the city, outta sight, but always real loud, I'm the Chameleon King, on this lyrical swing, Making magic outta rhymes, ain't no ordinary thing. [Verse 3] Daylight to twilight I be shapeshiftin', From darkness to spotlight, my lyrics upliftin', Wrappin' in enigma, ain't no catchin' the driftin', My style so versatile, got 'em heads twistin', In and out the scene, ghostwhisper's my name, Peekaboo flow, in and out the frame. [Bridge] Blending like a gradient, ain't no alias, Same dude here, no matter the radius, Master of disguise, in this world of imitators, Original vibe, ain't no true replicators. [Verse 4] Streetwise wizard, illusions on demand, Lyrics conjure reality, like no sleight of hand, Urban jungle prowler, shades ever-evolving, Wordsmith chameleon, forever problem-solving, Grim reaper to jokester, spectrum ever-changing, In this game of chase, always rearranging.

*Intro* "Men je te dis est toute neuve, en plus elle a 13 ans" *Refrain* Tu crois t'es cool à sortir avec des plus jeunes Mais enfaite t'es juste un pédophile Ta coupe de champignon, tu fais la victime Grâce à moi t'a pu jouer devant du monde Alors qu'ils croyaient tous que t'avais vécu ton texte, gros fake, gros fail *Couplet* Tu m'aimes encore mais tu veux pas l'avouer "Un ex c'est un next" Tu te penses beau et sexy Tu t'es vu avec ton triple menton? Tu dis que les filles ici ont pas de gouts Mais enfaite t'es trop haut dans l'échelle de 10 Mia t'a rien demandé alors pourquoi voles tu son style c'est juste que t'as pas de personnalité T'es une fille dans un corps de gars Tu te ventes d'un gros pénis Mais même mon chien en a une plus grosse que toi! Tu voulais juste avoir du sexe rien d'autre *Refrain* Tu crois t'es cool à sortir avec des plus jeunes Mais enfaite t'es juste un pédophile Ta coupe de champignon, tu fais la victime Grâce à moi t'a pu jouer devant du monde Alors qu'ils croyaient tous que t'avais vécu ton texte, gros fake, gros fail *Couplet* Depuis que je te calcule plus On dirait tu fais pitier Tu dis avoir que des qualités, mais frère tu te prends pour qui? Ta peau pleins de boutons rouges, ton triple menton, tes lèvres gercées et ton sourire de pédophile "Hello beautiful women" ARK *Refrain* Tu crois t'es cool à sortir avec des plus jeunes Mais enfaite t'es juste un pédophile Ta coupe de champignon, tu fais la victime Grâce à moi t'a pu jouer devant du monde Alors qu'ils croyaient tous que t'avais vécu ton texte, gros fake, gros fail *Couplet* Tu crois t'as des abdos mais enfaite c'est juste un pain plat T'es pas capable de donner un org-chut Ou pire, de trouver le clit-clic Tu te crois bon au lit Mais t'avais pas le passe V.I.P Tu te dis me connaître Alors d'après toi pourquoi je t'ai pas aimé C'est parce que t'étais trop cringe Bien sur tu dirais le contraire Parce que tu te crois supérieur à tout le monde T'étais le bouche-trou de tout le monde Et après tu te demandes pourquoi t'as pu d'amis Ils ont trouvé ta vrai personnalité Ah mais c'est vrai t'en a pas Et c'est peut-être pour ça Je sais pas je l'ai jamais été et je le voudrais pas *Refrain* Tu crois t'es cool à sortir avec des plus jeunes Mais enfaite t'es juste un pédophile Ta coupe de champignon, tu fais la victime Grâce à moi t'a pu jouer devant du monde Alors qu'ils croyaient tous que t'avais vécu ton texte, gros fake, gros fail *Outro* Alors maintenant, trouves ta place et ferme la Laisse ta copine de 13 ans tranquille et retourne dans ton trou Et si on te revois on va te POW POW POW

[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.

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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.