City Grit

(Verse 1) I woke up in the silence, no echoes to cling to, The walls of the world, they were cracking in two, The weight of the ego, it crumbles to dust, And I’m left standing, bare in the wind—what’s left to trust? I look for the edges, but there’s no line to trace, Just a thousand mirrors, reflecting my face. (Chorus) No rhythm, no rhyme, just the sound of time Unfolding like waves, crashing inside my mind. No rules to define this journey I’m on, The higher path is a song we write as we walk, not sung. (Verse 2) I took a step forward, felt the ground disappear, It’s not about fear—it’s the absence of fear. I saw the faces, all clinging to names, But the names mean nothing when you burn in the flame. I let go of the pieces, let go of the shame, Found the peace in the chaos, in the formless frame. (Bridge) I looked for the divine, and it looked right back, In the spaces between heartbeats, in the endless black. In the whisper of silence, I felt something pull, It’s not about being empty, but being full. Full of nothing, full of all—like a sky that never falls. (Chorus) No rhythm, no rhyme, just the sound of time Unfolding like waves, crashing inside my mind. No rules to define this journey I’m on, The higher path is a song we write as we walk, not sung. (Breakdown) I don’t need your verse, your meter, your rhyme, I’ll break all your patterns, step out of time. I don’t follow your laws, I create my own, The higher path is the truth I’ve always known. (Outro) In the stillness of night, I’m already free, No ego to bind me, I find me. I let go of what no longer serves me. The time just flies by. My mind becomes open and more attuned, My soul is connected my love just bloomed.

[Verse] 单位里 受尽不公待遇 同事们 排挤像条毒蛇密语 他们说 我这人毫无用处 但我知 我有决心走出迷雾 [Verse 2] 冷眼看 他们那些把戏 心中火 烧尽我所有力气 他们笑 我只当是演戏 但我懂 才能会写战胜诗句 [Chorus] 不屑一顾 威胁来都不怕 心中的火 永远不会停下 不屑一顾 他们想让我垮 我要证明 全世界都看着吧 [Verse 3] 信念坚定 我不屈不挠站起 面对着 他们的冷嘲热讽放肆 黑暗中 我看到光在憧憬 未来路 我会自己摘星弄影 [Bridge] 不需要 他们的认可称赞 坚信我 能力不会再隐瞒 他们的 质疑声一笑置之 我知道 我命运我自己书写 [Chorus] 不屑一顾 威胁来都不怕 心中的火 永远不会停下 不屑一顾 他们想让我垮 我要证明 全世界都看着吧

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Real Americans don't vote for lying, stealing cheating trash like joe biden, Real Americans don't vote for trash like kamala harris because people like her only obtained her position by sleeping her way to the top and the fact she hasnt done a dang thing in 4 years, shows how pathetic she really is. I can however tell you the only real choice for Real Americans to vote for is Donald J Trump because he is the only President worthy of leading the USA. why because he cares for the American people unlike trash democrats.

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Yo, it's Babytron, here to drop a sick rhyme, About a man named Joe, having a crazy ass time. He headed to the corner store, he was feeling hella hype, To cop a pop so he can sip some of that wock that he wanted to try. Joe, Joe, on the go, To the corner store, movin' slow. Sippin' on that wock, feelin' fly, Babytron here, gonna reach for the sky. Joe walked in, feeling like a boss, Grabbed that pop, didn't care about the cost. Sippin' on that wock, feeling so cool, In the corner store, breakin' all the rules. Joe, Joe, on the go, To the corner store, movin' slow. Sippin' on that wock, feelin' fly, Babytron here, gonna reach for the sky. Joe's trip to the store was one to remember, Sippin' on that wock, feeling so tender. Babytron on the beat, droppin' this flow, About Joe and his pop, yo, now you know. Joe, Joe, on the go, To the corner store, movin' slow. Sippin' on that wock, feelin' fly, Babytron here, gonna reach for the sky. (Outro) So next time you head out, like my man Joe, Grab a pop, sip that wock, feel the flow. Babytron on the mic, droppin' rhymes so tight, Keep sippin' on that wock, all day and night. shittyboyz

Yo, it's Babytron, here to drop a sick rhyme, About a man named Joe, having a crazy ass time. He headed to the corner store, he was feeling hella hype, To cop a pop so he can sip some of that wock that he wanted to try. Joe, Joe, on the go, To the corner store, movin' slow. Sippin' on that wock, feelin' fly, Babytron here, gonna reach for the sky. Joe walked in, feeling like a boss, Grabbed that pop, didn't care about the cost. Sippin' on that wock, feeling so cool, In the corner store, breakin' all the rules. Joe, Joe, on the go, To the corner store, movin' slow. Sippin' on that wock, feelin' fly, Babytron here, gonna reach for the sky. Joe's trip to the store was one to remember, Sippin' on that wock, feeling so tender. Babytron on the beat, droppin' this flow, About Joe and his pop, yo, now you know. Joe, Joe, on the go, To the corner store, movin' slow. Sippin' on that wock, feelin' fly, Babytron here, gonna reach for the sky. (Outro) So next time you head out, like my man Joe, Grab a pop, sip that wock, feel the flow. Babytron on the mic, droppin' rhymes so tight, Keep sippin' on that wock, all day and night. shittyboyz

[Verse] Voices whisper secrets in the midnight, sinister, Shadows in my dome, grippin' tight, like minister, Thoughts dark, no exit, caught in this mental prison, Brainstorm, hurricane, mind left dizzy, spinnin'. [Verse 2] Demons tap dance in the back of my cortex, Reality glitchin', game spittin' complex, Streetwise, alleyway blues in my veins, Life’s a Monopoly, I just roll with the chains. [Chorus] Shadow in my head, can’t get it out, Twisted tales, mind full of doubt, Grindin’ through the struggle, hustlin' the clout, Locked in the darkness, hear me shout! [Verse 3] Inner warzone, battle scars, brain terrain, Mindfield, navigate, dodge the pain, Neurons collide, sparks ignite, insane, Eyes wide, truth blind, fightin' in vain. [Verse 4] Heavy burdens carried, while I race the time, Ghosts in my thoughts, no reason nor rhyme, Reflections in the mirror, twisted paradigm, Shuffling through life, lines blurred, can't find. [Chorus] Shadow in my head, can’t get it out, Twisted tales, mind full of doubt, Grindin’ through the struggle, hustlin' the clout, Locked in the darkness, hear me shout!

每个人的命运轨迹各不同， 有人命途坦途，有人命途难。 信仰虽同，却在沉默中迷失， 独自承受孤寂与无助的煎熬。 流浪汉眼神凝视便利店货架， 商品琳琅满目，价格却非他的盘缠。 出生漂泊，无处安放的悲伤， 只求填饱肚子，寻觅一丝安慰的残章。 有人光脚排队寻觅住所， 芭蕾女孩为了梦想红了脚尖， 却为了上台表演无奈进了包间。 金钱堆积息事宁人的阴谋， 世间轮回，无解的循环里不停翻滚。 在这个城市的底层街头， 我们奔波劳碌不停歇。 每一天都是拼搏的节奏， 从不轻言放弃和退缩。 路灯下的影子如诗如画， 背负着梦想和沉重的背包。 用汗水和血液谱写人生， 虽然贫穷但心中有希望。

[Verse] Concrete jungle, heart of a lion Steady rollin', got no time for cryin' Hustlers waitin', block saturated Swallowed pride, never underestimated [Verse 2] Lost some homies, streets take a toll Poverty stricken, but rich in soul Grabbed the pen, like a gun on safety Words murder beats, like it's Manhattan's Macy's [Chorus] Rise like the sun in the city's glow Struggle, hustle, let the embers show Platinum dreams from the ghetto's vine Concrete cracks, but I'm doin' fine [Verse 3] Dodged bullets, both metal and metaphor Through the fire, walked on the devil's floor Chillin' in alleys, cookin' up Scriptures My life's a canvas, paintin’ vivid pictures [Bridge] Handshakes turn to ice, trust is thin Survival tactics in this game we in But I lace up, where angels tread lightly Turn shadows into light, striking nightly [Verse 4] Systemic chains, broke one by one Landed a punch, battle is never done From the gutter, diamonds pure and rare Through the bitter air, rose from the snare

そらたかき　みすのすきまのぞく つきあかり　そそぐひかりにそまる よるにくさき　ほたるびはおどり うたかたのゆめうつつ　うつりかわり かすかにみえるあまたのすいれん ふりむいて　ふじのはな　たれさがり めぐりめぐるよぞら　すいへいせん はるかにとおくむこうはんしゃするすいめん I wanna be cloud rider ひのでがみたいんだ Impression リアクションする るさんちまん

[Verse] 地铁里的旋律，楼下卖葱油饼的阿姨 街头涂鸦，感觉多彩如樱花季 阳光洒在芭莎港的小巷 某某站台边缘有个擒挂手的潮男 [Verse 2] 饺子皮薄如丝绸，甩手面的筋道 学校食堂味道，课上无聊如咸鱼的煎炸 玩个街机，币子插满口袋 电影片段，流淌在每个按键下 [Chorus] 嘻嘻哈哈，小问题硬是变高潮段 大步踏上节拍，甭管几步一拍 生活如那小浪花，一浪接一浪 从早到晚，这个小 rap刚刚开始亮相 [Verse 3] 下个街区，王婆卖的还是那个瓜 夜市摊头，多种美食飘香似梦乡 网络上飘的红人，短视频挤满掌上 热搜话题，闲聊叽叽喳喳如蝉鸣 [Verse 4] 桌角堆满泡面壳，屋外打鸟的小孩 K歌房的麦克风，咬字不清仍自豪 荒山野林的探险，如童话故事般奇妙 公交车上站在众人间，如金鸡独立般骄傲 [Chorus] 嘻嘻哈哈，小问题硬是变高潮段 大步踏上节拍，甭管几步一拍 生活如那小浪花，一浪接一浪 从早到晚，这个小 rap才要发光