Widzę wszystko z góry, mimo że to nie Sky Tower Przeszywamy chmury i niezbadane lokacje Odkrywamy mapę, te symulację w poszukiwaniu wrażeń, chyba se radzę Kolego, to Toledo, kolego, to miękkie dragi Jak widzi mnie ktoś na trzeźwo, to czuję się nagi Brakuje odwagi, wiesz, staram się to naprawić Ale nie ma tu coś za nic, za wszystko trzeba zapłacić Kolego, to wielka cena, jak chcesz siekać z muzy sos I kolegi tu już nie ma - obrał trochę inny tor U mnie, wciąż sporo się zmienia, nawet pierdolony dom Ale wiesz, co się nie zmieni? - zawsze Dida on the top Pot, łzy, woksy, BMW i popsy Blanty, dropsy, ziomalе koksy W aucie, w nocy, ciut mokrej szosy Niebеzpieczne manewry, endorfin nigdy dosyć Posty, o marihuanie, na ochocie, potem S-ki Czy chcę tynk, jak na remoncie? Jestem prosty Wypierdalaj, albo będzie boxing Wracam znów do gierki, Seat jak z Assetto Corsy Trasa, pit-stop, bomba, rura Nie chcę wiedzieć, co na to prokuratura (jebać) Mam jeden problem, wiesz? Za bardzo się wczuwam I potem rana boli, jak po kuli, kurwa, dziura Się wykrwawiam, benzyną z domieszką skuna Taka sprawa, olej, trawa, nie olewam, to natura Neutral, wkurwiam się na mój spokój ducha Ale w lufę ziele wsuwam,
trap metal
Polish
The lyrics express a mix of raw emotion, rebellion, and a sense of struggle, with references to drugs, dangerous behaviors, and inner turmoil.
This song could be used in contexts like underground music scenes, urban settings, or to convey a sense of edginess and intensity in media projects.
The song features gritty and aggressive vocals, dark and heavy instrumental elements typical of trap metal genre, and a raw and intense lyrical content. The rhythm and flow of the lyrics match the intense and aggressive nature of the music.
[Verse] Two dragons in the sky Nicol Bolas flies high Ugin throws a spark In the dark like a mark [Chorus] Clash of might In the night Feel the fight It's so bright [Verse 2] Elder dragons roar Magic at the core Bolts and beams Shatter dreams [Chorus] Clash of might In the night Feel the fight It's so bright [Bridge] Battle rages on Until the dawn Who will stand Who's been conned [Verse 3] Dark twist unfolds Secrets left untold Bolts of blue Fiery hue
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] 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
In a forest dark and deep, Four adventurers took a leap. Yrsa strong, with blade in hand, Dougless, casting spells so grand. Noloria, with holy light, And Fimli's gadgets, shining bright. Against a blood mage, fierce and vile, They fought with courage, mile by mile. Yrsa’s leg, in flames, was lost, But they won, despite the cost. The blood mage called his beasts so cruel, In the forest, dark and cool. The adventurers stood side by side, Their strength and bravery amplified. Against a blood mage, fierce and vile, They fought with courage, mile by mile. Yrsa’s leg, in flames, was lost, But they won, despite the cost. Dougless took the leg away, To his tower, where it lay. Yrsa scarred, but spirit high, Her strength would never die. Against a blood mage, fierce and vile, They fought with courage, mile by mile. Yrsa’s leg, in flames, was lost, But they won, despite the cost. A tale of heroes, brave and true, In the forest, shadows flew. Though Yrsa’s leg was lost in fight, Their victory shines, a beacon of light.
[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] 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!! [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: 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
Quo vadis świecie ongiś tak piękny, przez spadek Pandory chyba przeklęty. Nie bóstwa herosi zesłali ten los, to ludzkość sama zadaje znów cios. Niech każdy tylko za Kanta głosem, pomyśli nad każdym zadanym ciosem... Ich wojny i kłamstwa dla Gai to męki są jak nowotwór i smutek wielki Gdy pokolenia niszczą się same. Czy kiedyś uda powstrzymać się dramę? By Eden lub chociaż braterstwo nastało, toć ja od Ciebie żądam tak mało... Niech każdy tylko za Kanta głosem, pomyśli nad każdym zadanym ciosem...
[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
