Name: FERRARI 2 | José Montana X Papy Smith by José Montana
Duration: 3 min 8 s
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Cold Nigth - Young Rich Niggaz

Tripied - (C/Mr.Vibes) EP [Conjunto]

Devagar - [Jesu Kelly x Djaune Ghost]

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FERRARI 2 | José Montana X Papy Smith

Elite (c/ Dreezy Will bsk & GFS tg)

SR (Portásio x Kagee Tumba x DG).

Trabalho atrás de trabalho. 
#NasGarras 
#Partilhar

Gutxera - Tá Fácil

Ouça P.G.R   (Ziro music.mp3) de ziro music no #SoundCloud
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P.G.R   (Ziro music)

KILLOKI-SWIRF-KID-CUDI (SLOWED-REVERB)

Es regnete in Strömen über Hütteldorf, als sich die Admira zum Entscheidungskampf gegen das Schlusslicht Vienna aufstellte – und was tut der Stammtorhüter Friedrich Wieser? Er bleibt daheim, warm, trocken, vermutlich mit einer guten Melange vor sich, denn: „Bei dem Wetter kann ich nicht spielen!“ Was soll man sagen? Andere kämpfen gegen den Abstieg, Wieser kämpft gegen Feuchtigkeit. Man möchte fast glauben, seine Stutzen seien aus Seide, sein Herz aus Kristallzucker. Doch wo der Mann aus Zucker schmolz, wuchs aus dem Schatten der Ersatzmann: der junge Hollmann – ein unbeschriebenes Blatt mit nassen Handschuhen und trockenem Blick – hielt, was zu halten war. Zwei zu null. Vielleicht hätte Friedrich sich den Regen doch antun sollen, um nicht am Montag in allen Cafés der Stadt als der Herr Torwart zu gelten, der sich lieber von Petrus als von Vienna bezwingen lässt.

April 17… one-nine-two-one… Hütteldorf Station… Vienna.
Rain like judgment. Thick. Unforgiving.
Do or die. Final station.
But the keeper?
He said…
🎤 “Not in this weather.”
(🔁 not… this… weather…)

Boots in sludge, skies like lead,
Admira fightin’, half near dead.
Old man gone — gloves stayed dry,
No pride, no dive, no alibi.

🎤 "Sugar in my skin," he said,
🎤 "Rain’ll melt me. I'll be dead.”
(🔁 sugar… sugar… melt me…)

🎤 I just want… I just want… I just want to say…
🎤 I can’t play.
(🔁 can’t play… can’t play…)
🎤 Rain touch down — and I fade away.
🎤 Sugar soul… I’m not okay.
(🔁 sugar soul… sugar fade…)

Young Hollmann stood where ghosts don’t tread,
Mud on boots, storm in head.
Blanka gone, the ranks fell thin,
But deep in the net, he pulled within.

🎤 Two shots down — no mercy grin,
🎤 Wieser dry, but that boy wins.

Some wait for clear skies.
Some run.
But some… dance in rain.
(🔁 dance… in… rain…)
Sugar melts. But will don’t break.
He stood. The rest… flaked.
(🔁 sugar breaks… soul stays…)

🎤 I just want — I just want — I just want to say — I can’t play.
🎤 I’m made of sugar — anyway.
🎤 One drop, and I go ghost…
🎤 So I stayed home — coast to coast.
(🔁 ghost… ghost… sugar ghost…)

Vienna slipped, the pitch went black,
Two goals hit — never came back.
Final breath, last man’s try,
No gloves, no fear, just mud and sky.

🎤 He dove, he fought, the others dry,
🎤 But only soaked ones learn to fly.

🎤 Final whistle… two to none.
🎤 A win in storm, but barely done.
🎤 Same points… as those who died.
🎤 Only the quotient… split the tide.

🎤 Sugar melts… but steel survives.
🎤 He played wet — and saved their lives.
(🔁 light… light… kept in the light…)

Sugar Dub (Friedrich Wieser, Admira Vienna)

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