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(Verse 1) Shaam ढलने lagi hai, city lights jagmagati (Shaam dhalne lagi hai, city lights jagmagati) <br> Balcony pe khaड़ा, cigarette ki raakh jhagmagati (Balcony pe کھڑا, cigarette ki raakh jhagmagati) <br> Sapno ka dhuaan hawa mein kho jaata (Sapno ka dhuaan hawa mein kho jaata) <br> Zindagi ki kitaab mein ek aur panna khola jaata (Zindagi ki kitaab mein ek aur panna khola jaata) (Chorus) Yeh shehr hai khwabon ka, par haqeeqat hai yeh bhi (Yeh shehr hai khwabon ka, par haqeeqat hai yeh bhi) <br> Har ik wajah pe muskurahat, har gali mein hai gham bhi (Har ik wajah pe muskurahat, har gali mein hai gham bhi) <br> Hustle karte hain hum, dhool mein mil jaate hain (Hustle karte hain hum, dhool mein mil jaate hain) <br> Phir bhi yeh zindagi, jeena seekh jaate hain (Phir bhi yeh zindagi, jeena seekh jaate hain) (Verse 2) aankhon mein hai kamiyabi ki tamanna chhupi (aankhon mein hai kamiyabi ki tamanna chhupi) <br> Dil mein hai har pal yeh dunia jeetne ki jung chhidi (Dil mein hai har pal yeh dunia jeetne ki jung chhidi) <br> Gira kar sambhalte hain, yeh hai zindagi ka maza (Gira kar sambhalte hain, yeh hai zindagi ka maza) <br> Har ik mod par hai ik naya imtihaan par yeh dil befikra (Har

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**Куплет 1:** Универсам, где травка первокласс, Натурален продукт, это главная масть. Смола чистейшая, сочный золотист, Затянешься и мир засияет вмиг. **Припев:** Лучший наркошоп, Универсам, Трава высокого качества, это не обман. Из конопли настоящей сделаный нектар, Эйфория и релакс, будто в космос старт. **Куплет 2:** В стране чудес, где мысли текут как река, Итоги подведем, не будем тянуть пока. Смола волшебная, бальзам для души, Универсам - обитель травы, не греши. **Переход:** Все сорняки, химка всякая - долой, В Универсаме есть лишь божественный дар твой. **Куплет 3:** Проращена с любовью, в холе и ласке, Каждый листик нежен, каждый грамм - сказка. Для ценителей стаффа - отдушина, рай, Универсам, в траве ты настоящий знаток. **Припев:** Лучший наркошоп, Универсам, Трава высокого качества, это не обман. Из конопли настоящей сделан нектар, Эйфория и релакс, будто в космос старт. **Аутро:** Заходи и выбирай, не стесняйся, дружок, Универсам - твой guide в мир травяных дорог. Натуральный продукт, никаких подвохов, Каждый сорт - шедевр, зажигай своих богов**Куплет 1:** Универсам, где травка первокласс, Натурален продукт, это главная масть. Смола чистейшая, сочный золотист, За

Cheguei na cena com a mente afiada, Mais uma cheia de raiva Palavras cortantes, minha voz é uma faca Escute o meu som mas cuidado, ele ataca e nem vem falar que isso atrai coisa ruim vaza para lá com seu ipad e system gratilux Pra hoje queria memo era cantar papo de superação, Mostrar que na vida, tem sempre opção. Mas enquanto eu aqui, você aí no seu agro, com seu carro importado, seu gado bem cuidado, com seu luxo blindado blindada tô eu: família, cuidado, afetos e afagos minha voz, nossa história, meu caminho, nossa luta Cada esquina é um palco, cada esgoto um palanque, E na rima, no verso, é que nossa voz ecoa.

(Verse 1) Yo, listen up, gather 'round, let me tell you 'bout Papa, He's a rad preacher, spitting truth like a saga. From the pulpit to the streets, he's got that fire, Droppin' wisdom bombs, lifting spirits higher. Teaching love and grace, with a heavenly flow, His words resonate, like a rhythm that won't slow. Papa's got the keys to unlock hearts and minds, Guiding souls through storms, leaving doubts behind. (Pre-Chorus) He's a grilling machine, flipping burgers with flair, Sizzle and smoke rising up in the air. Charcoal dreams, marinade of memories, Papa's BBQ game? Legendary, no boundaries. (Chorus) Papa's groove, smooth like a summer breeze, Grandkids by his side, laughter in the trees. To the park they go, swings soaring high, Papa's love, the sweetest scoop, under the sky. (Verse 2) He's a rad teacher, chalk dust on his sleeves, Equations and life lessons, he weaves and weaves. Geometry of kindness, algebra of care, Papa's syllabus? Compassion everywhere. From A to Z, he spells out compassion's creed, Empathy, respect, and love—no need for speed. In the classroom of life, he's the headmaster, Papa's wisdom playlist? Hits that last forever. (Pre-Chorus) He's a grilling

Петрович, врубай насос! Сорок лет как под наркозом Я работал говновозом Ой-ой-ой... Ну ты даёшь! Не шофёром, не таксистом А вонючим говночистом Ой-ой-ой... Фу! За три сотенных бумажки На зиле возил говяшки Ой-ой-ой... И скажу вам, чтоб вы знали Ох, и много ж вы насрали! Ой-ой-ой... Говновоз, говновоз, говновоз Не отчистить говна от колёс Если даже духами обдать Всё равно продолжает вонять Говночист, говночист, говночист Должен быть закалён и плечист Говночист - заклинатель говна! Нужен людям во все времена Я не знаю, как там запад Может, там поменьше запах Ой-ой-ой... Наш насерет в таксофоне И напустит столько вони Ой-ой-ой... Вроде стали жрать полегче Значит надо срать поменьше Ой-ой-ой... Но откуда что берётся? Вдвое больше людям срётся Ой-ой-ой... Говновоз, говновоз, говновоз Много в мире тюльпанов и роз Много в мире конфет и вина Но ещё больше в мире говна Говночист, говночист, говночист Должен быть закалён и плечист Говночист - заклинатель говна! Нужен людям во все времена Ох, ёксель-моксель, кхе-кхе Сколько пластилина-то Петрович, осторожно, здесь склизко! А-а-а Приезжают к нам туристы Я б сказал, народ говнистый Ой-ой-ой... Вдоль по улице пройдётся И бананов обожрётся Ой-ой-

(Chorus) Kau tak pernah Tau Apa yang aku rasa Kau tak pernah mengerti Apa yang terjadi Aku Masih disini Kan selalu menunggumu Tuk tepati janji Selalu ada di dekat mu Masih ku simpan rasa Ku sedari dulu Walau ku tau Kau tak inginkan aku Masih terbayang jelas masih ada nama mu Aku selalu rindu Bayang bayang wajahmu Masih adakah harap Ku untuk kembali Kesalahan ku, Atas semua yang terjadi Ku tak percaya diri Tuk jalani semua ini Aku selalu bermimpi Engkau selalu disisi Masih ingatkah yang dulu Selalu kau ucapkan Janji manis mu itu Yang selalu kau impikan Aku tetap bertahan meski banyaknya cobaan Kini kau telah pergi Dalam sebuah harapan

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Ada izal paling kesohor Di pinggir danau memancing ikan Ada viktor si provokator Di group whats app mancing keributan Selalu ramai setiap hari Adu argumen kayak adul dan komeeeng Tiap hari gak pernah sepi Berisik kayak kaleng rombeeeng Izal dan viktor Dua sejoli Si izal kosong satu…si victor kosong dua Si bejo…bininya tiga… Untung ada noko Yang orangnya santai Dia tetap selow Kayak ngopi di Pantai… Tiga Satu…Tiga Satu Tiap hari seru Tiga satu…tiga Satu Jangan pada belagu..

Ada ijal paling kesohor Di pinggir danau memancing ikan Ada viktor si provokator Di group whats app mancing keributan Selalu ramai setiap hari Adu argumen kayak adul dan komeng Tiap hari gak pernah sepi Berisik kayak kaleng rombeng Ijal dan viktor Dua sejoli Si ijal kosong satu…si victor kosong dua Si bejo…bini tiga… Untung ada noko Yang orangnya santai Dia tetap selow Kayak ngopi di Pantai… Tiga Satu…Tiga Satu Tiap hari seru Tiga satu…tiga Satu Jangan pada belagu..

[Verse] Neighbors don't know how to behave Making noise Keep me up till the grave I'm about to lose control In a rage Gonna hit 'em with a verse that'll make 'em behave Banging on the walls Like they got no respect But I'm 'bout to show 'em Ain't no way to neglect I'm the king of this block You better connect With the lyrics I'm spitting They gonna reflect [Verse 2] Late nights Loud music It's a fight They keep partying Like it's outta sight But I got rhymes that'll cut 'em like a knife Gonna bring 'em down Back to reality Right?

Two hearts in a billion, one of all into you Make me want to shout it out, like a hallelujah 'Cause time like these, times like these don't come and go We're two hearts in a billion, singing hallelujah Hey, there's something in the air tonight Way up in the blades of gold Hey, there's something in the air tonight Say, I feel it in the sky above, and way down in the waves below Hey, I feel it in the sky above

En el barrio hay un secreto bien guardado, las croquetas de mi abuela, son el plato más ansiado. Con jamón bien picadito y un relleno de otro mundo, si las pruebas una vez, será un “ponme más” rotundo. Las croquetas de mi abuela son un manjar celestial tienen un sabor que se vuelve inmortal. Las croquetas de mi abuela, una delicia sin igual, que en cada bocado encuentras un paraíso muy real. Con receta secreta y sazón sin igual, cada bocado es como un viaje celestial. Todas las croquetas vuelan como si fueran cometas y en la mesa hay una guerra, ¡aquí nadie se respeta! Bechamel cremosa, jamón bien picadito, las croquetas de mi abuela son un verdadero hito. Su secreto, dicen todos, que está en el jamón, pero yo creo que es magia, no hay otra explicación. Las croquetas de mi abuela son un manjar celestial tienen un sabor que se vuelve inmortal. Las croquetas de mi abuela, una delicia sin igual, que en cada bocado encuentras un paraíso muy real. Con cada mordisco, viajarás al paraíso y aunque intentes resistirte, al final caerás sumiso.

[Reporter:] Dear Sir, I hope this email finds you well, You’re caught on camera, now you're gonna dwell In the heat of the media rush, You see, that was your aide who you decided to... [Matt Hancock:] Uhhh... [Reporter:] Oh-oh! You made the wrong move in public, So time to face the piper for the rules you disrupted, And hey, you can keep seeing your close aide If you step down now, or else the price is paid. [Matt Hancock:] I hid the email and I raced to her place, Screamed, "How could we?!" in her face, She said: [Gina Coladangelo:] No, sir! [Matt Hancock:] Half dressed, apologetic, A mess, she looked sympathetic, she cried: [Gina Coladangelo:] Please don't go, sir! [Matt Hancock:] So was your whole story a setup? [Gina Coladangelo:] I don’t know about any camera! [Matt Hancock:] Stop crying, Goddammit, get up! [Gina Coladangelo:] I didn’t know any better. [Matt Hancock:] I am ruined... [Gina Coladangelo (Matt Hancock):] Please don’t leave me to face this alone (I am helpless — how could I do this?) Just own up to what happened and they might forgive, (You don’t want this) Whatever you do (I don’t want you) If you resign (I don’t) You can stay.

[Narrator:] There’s nothing like summer in the city A man under pressure meets someone quite witty There’s trouble in the air, you can smell it And Matt’s by himself. I’ll let him tell it [Matt Hancock:] I hadn’t slept in a week, I was weak, I was awake, You’ve never seen a minister More in need of a break. Longing for some normalcy, Missing my routine, That’s when Miss Gina Coladangelo walked into my scene, she said: [Gina Coladangelo:] I know you are a man of power, I’m so sorry to bother you at work, But I don’t know where to go, and I came here on my own… [Matt Hancock:] She said: [Gina Coladangelo:] My life’s a bit complex, Finding it hard to balance, disconnecting… Suddenly I’m here and drawn, I don’t have the means to move on. [Matt Hancock:] So I offered her support, I offered to be a friend, she said: [Gina Coladangelo:] You’re too kind, sir. [Matt Hancock:] I gave her time that I had carved away, She worked a desk away, she said: [Gina Coladangelo:] This one’s mine, sir. [Matt Hancock:] Then I said, "Well, I should head back home," She turned red, she led me to her stead, Let her mask slip and said: [Gina Coladangelo:] Stay? [Matt Hancock:] Hey…

I’m with you, but the situation is fraught, You’ve got to be carefully taught: If you talk left, they’ll say you’ve got caught, But I, I will not be outfoxed or outshot! Burr, check what we got, Mr. Tony Blair, rock like Camelot, But think your Third Way's hot? Marx, I think your theory's not forgot, Let’s hatch a plot, redder than the Tories thought, What are the odds the gods would put us all in one spot? Poppin’ a squat on neoliberal wisdom, like it or not, A bunch of revolutionary, tuition fee abolitionists? Give me your attention, show me where the opposition is! Oh, am I talkin'too loud? Sometimes I get over excited, shoot off from the mouth I've never had a group of friends before promise that I'll make yall proud.

But there will be a movement, yes, tonight, Enter me, (with a cheeky grin, see), Don’t be shocked when your history books remember me, I’ll lay down my ties if it sets the workers free, Eventually, you’ll see our ascendancy. And I am not throwin' away my shot, I am not throwin' away my shot, Hey yo, I'm just like my country, I’m vintage, bold, and certainly not moldy, And I'm not throwin' away my shot. It’s time to take a shot! I dream of life with no more monarchy, The unrest in France, will it spark our anarchy? Anarchy, how you say? Aye, real democracy? When I fight, the wealthy class gets panicky With my Marxist shot! Yo, I’m the man of the people, And I’ve got youths chanting "Oh, Jeremy Corbyn", Joining the movement because it’s our chance To socially dance, not just in our pants, (woo) I'm gonna take a shot! But we’ll never be truly free Until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me, You and I, Do or die, Wait ‘til I charge in with the manifesto of common destiny, Let’s have another shot!

I am not throwin' away my shot I am not throwin' away my shot Hey yo, I'm just like my country I'm aged, scrappy, and hungry And I'm not throwin' away my shot I'm at the forefront of Labour, not just a garden allotmenteer, I probably shouldn’t brag, but dang, I fight the bourgeois sphere. The problem is I got a lot of reds, but no undue polish, I gotta holler just to be heard, With every word, I push for public ownership. I'm the old chap in the cap, a radical socialist, Trying to transform my goals, my powers of speech, socialist. Only sixty-eight but my ideals are bolder, These political streets get colder, I shoulder The burden of the many, in the face of the elite, I’ve managed the slings of Murdoch, not just any fleet. I walk these streets famished for justice, The plan is to turn this spark into a full-blown flame, But it’s tough when the right-wing press paints me the same, So let me spell out the game: I am the J-E-R-E-M-Y, I’m no bourgeoisie, Say goodbye to austerity, and hello to equity, While Tories sell off our NHS carelessly, And the Daily Mail turns around, smears me tirelessly, They think scare tactics will keep their narratives tight,

Cameron:] Hey, I have not been shy I am just a guy trying to steer this nation Tryin' to do my best for Great Britain I don't wanna fight But I won't apologize for doing what's right I have the honor to be your unwavering opponent D. Cameron [Farage:] Careful how you proceed, old chap Cautious indeed, old chap Answer for the rise of UKIP I lay at your feet or Prepare for a debate, old chap [Cameron:] Farage, your challenge is legitimate I stand by what I proposed, every bit of it You stand only for disruption It’s what you do I can’t apologize because it’s true [Farage:] Then stand, David Outside Parliament. Dawn Microphones. Drawn [Cameron and Farage:] I have the honor to be your determined opponent [Cameron:] D. Cameron [Farage:] N. Farage

[Farage:] How does Cameron, A polished, Elite, Etonian, Leader who’s mainstream Somehow take on Nigel Farage, his nemesis, A man he’s dismissed since the beginning Just to keep UKIP from winning? I wanna be in the room where it happens. [Farage and Company:] The room where it happens The room where it happens [Farage:] You've kept me from [Farage and Company:] The room where it happens [Farage:] For the last time Dear David: I am bold in demeanor But I stick to my line As I reckon with the effects Of your policy on mine I look back on our clashes And in every place I checked The only common thread has been your neglect Now you call me a “populist,” A “dangerous disruptor,” If you've got something to say Name a time and place Face to face I have the honor to be your outspoken adversary N. Farage [Cameron:] Mr. UKIP Leader: I am not the reason folks feel unsure No one knows where you truly stand I will not equivocate on my stance I have always held it with confidence Even if I did what you think I did You would need to cite a more specific grievance Here’s an itemized list of disagreements [Farage:] Good grief!