هنوزم قاتلم ثانیه ها میدونی، هنوزم گم شدم تو باقی راه میدونی 
حاصل ما شد آخرشم یه ویرونه ، ساعت سه صبح الان جفتمونم بیرونیم
شدم من غرق خاطرات بودم هر جا پا به پات
هی رفتیم هی اومدیم شدیم زابه راه
انگار جنس بودیم فروختیم تو مثل کاسبا
اینجا مثل تهران شلوغ خب ذهن عاشق ها
میاد حرفات یادم مونده دردام با من
هرکاری کردم ولی ندید انگار چشمات بازم
مگه نمیگفتی توام عاشقی چیه چرا بازم توام ساکتی
افتادی یاد کی راست میگی عشقمون نداره تازگی
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رفتی شده خب همه چی کنسل 
از برنامه هام بگو تا اکیپ و  ورزش 
همینقدر که پیگیرتم نداره ارزش
فک کن به گلت آب بدی و خب نباشه وصلش
فکرت جای دیگس جسمت برا من
بهتره شاید نباشیم حس بهت ندارم
منم مثلت خرابم 
دیدی حتی بعدش بهت تکثم ندادم
موندش حرفات یادم خراب شد هر بار حالم
همه چی تاریک شد وایستاد زمان واسم
واسم شد آرزو داشتن حال خوب
ستارم بودی ولی تورو گرفت آسمون

MehdiPAYKAR-Fekret Jaye digas

These niggas hit my phone, tell 'em I don’t like that
Just came back from your home, tell 'em, get they wife back
I just fucked your bitch, fixing leaks, like where the pipe at
This bullet got your name on it, tell 'em get they life back

Fuck your bitch, in some Gucci flip flops,
Scrolling TikTok, found her page, I gave her big cock,
Big rocks sitting on the collar bone,
Serving dark and light, I see in monochrome,
Conquered Rome, then we hit up Monaco,

These niggas hit my phone, tell 'em I don’t like that
Just came back from your home, tell 'em, get they wife back
I just fucked your bitch, fixing leaks, like where the pipe at
This bullet got your name on it, tell 'em get they life back

Big pimping, big rocks, Giannis, talkin' big dough,
I just hit the brink trucks, tell them pagans get minks up,
Me and you can’t link up, Justin yeah we synced up,
Big pimping, big rocks, Giannis, talkin' big dough,

These niggas hit my phone, tell 'em I don’t like that
Just came back from your home, tell 'em, get they wife back
I just fucked your bitch, fixing leaks, like where the pipe at
This bullet got your name on it, tell 'em get they life back

Circle they block, yeah from the center, yeah they gon' remember,
Cold as December, Gronco the sinner,
Boy you tripping, Ciroc what I'm sipping, watch how I switch it,
Counting them digits, stacking them figures, clapping them niggas,
Circle they block, yeah from the center, yeah they gon' remember

These niggas hit my phone, tell 'em I don’t like that
Just came back from your home, tell 'em, get they wife back
I just fucked your bitch, fixing leaks, like where the pipe at
This bullet got your name on it, tell 'em get they life back

Gronco the realist, yeah you can feel it,
Gbagada boys, yeah they twins, split in image,
Beg your pardon, I ain’t gon' let you finish,
Dodging them sentences, Gronco the menace,
Price tag, if I like it, then buy that,
I cop it… do you copy? …Gronco just stop it,
You boys balling on a budget,
I just came back with some luggage,

These niggas hit my phone, tell 'em I don’t like that
Just came back from your home, tell 'em, get they wife back
I just fucked your bitch, fixing leaks, like where the pipe at
This bullet got your name on it, tell 'em get they life back

Gronco, he a problem, address it with revolvers,
Carry Gucci weight on my shoulders,
Your bitch keep on calling, calling from New Orleans,
She ain’t the darling, can’t slot her in the margins,
All I know is carbon and burners and switches,
[You glitching, Kai Cenat, boy leave you twitching,]


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A descent into divine chaos — Throne of a Thousand Bloodlines fuses gothic rock, dark trap, and cinematic spoken word into an apocalyptic symphony of power and transcendence.
Each track bleeds with ancestral fury and poetic prophecy, where empires, souls, and gods collide in the same breath.

Steven Lanier-Egu channels the voice of the broken king — half mortal, half myth — merging the sacred and the profane through thunderous rhythm, haunting choirs, and verses carved in blood and fire. This is not just an album; it’s an invocation.

Every word is a crown.
Every sound, a resurrection.
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