Vocal : Admil X Tehrooni
Music Producer : Llouis
Mix & Master : Iman Hellsa
Cover Art : WM
Studio Record : Cactus


متن آهنگ
بخش اول :
مثل اینکه رسیده وقتش 
کلی نشسته که بزنم پسش 
موزیکو میگم گوشُ بکن دوباره چربش 
صبرش کمه و بالا تبش 
آماده شهرش
نیستش 
 ولی پیش من اینجا همه کلاه کپه
 نیست خدا رو بنده 
 از همه که کنده 
 با خنده اومد بکنه همه رو رنده 
 این بازی تو منِ
 همه هم طعمن 
 پیدا میشه شو منش
 من خود گرگم
 الان که گشنمه 
 بدین توی مشتم
 گوششو تا بکنم صحبت 
 با این دیگه آدم ساده 
 همه گمن لای قطعه های پازل 
 روح شاعر توی سایه داره میشه حاضر 
 بدیم تاجر گوشارو انگار شدیم ما هم تاجر
 دارم میکوبم رو بیت 
 تو که هنگ بودی گوریل انگوری
 فوری مجبوری غسل کنی چون که مجروحی 
علی سنتوری صد رویی اصلاً سگ بودی 
من که خود خرسم خود فِستم
خوابم میاد زمستون نیست
شعله بِفِرست من
 بهشون تیر بزنم با پانچ تکستم
 مثلمون نیست
  سحرمون این
   که
 خود عشقم 

بخش دوم:

دیگه از ما گذشت نداره عیبی 
هی حرس میخورم نگو بم حیفی 
دیگه دسته خودم نیست 
وقتی چرخ گردون این دنیا تو دستای من نیس 
بریز پیک پُر تر 
با عشق نفرت
بزار سفت شه زیر پاتو زانو هات شل شن 
مگه نمیخواستی همین بشی 
مگه قرار نبود هرچی غمه بریزی پشت سر
پاشو بزن بیرون از اون اتاق خفه 
دیگه با این ادمای بد ادامه نده 
لازم میدونم بگم اینارو بت 
اسیب میبینی اگه گوش نکنی به حرف دلت 
نمیکنه ولت 
همه تنت میشه کرخت 
دیگه فرق نمیکنه واست 
میگی بده بره دیگه ولش
تنگ میشه دلت واسه خودت دیگه چته
پاشو ببین همه هدفاتو بعدم بشون برس 
سرد نشی رد بدی باز 
جلو جاده سنگ می‌چینند سد میشه رات
تو هم همه رقمه که پات کجه 
کله دنیا بات بده 
همیشه درگیری با همه عوضی ها 
میدونم چقد دلت پره داری حرف زیاد 
انقدر حالت بده هرکاری ازت بر میاد 
ولی کنار کشیدن حاجی کار اهلیاس 
اون که گفت تو نمیتونی رو خوده من میگام 
اینم واسه تو 
از وقتی فنچ بودی 
گیره فیم بودی 
روی جنس بودی 
زیر اِیم بودی 
همه گله دورتنو خوده حیونی
یادت نره اینجا تهرانه منم تهرونی

Revenant

Admil X Tehrooni - Revenant [Prod.Llouis]

EMAALE

Yo, the plug posted up at the Citgo pump,
Black hoodie, Jordans, Dutch guts in the trunk
Clockin’ his plays, stack thicker than grits
Had a tec in the back and a phone full of licks
Young shorty walk up, tryin’ scrape change
Mom in the whip, lookin’ broke and drained
Said, “I just need five for this gallon, please”
He looked down, said, “Damn, lil’ man, freeze”
Reached in the stash, pulled a dub, tossed that
Said, “Don’t tell nobody, I got a rep to protect, cat”
Shorty bounced, smile big, tears in the rearview
Plug lit a blunt, said, “Shit, that’s my good deed due”
But karma don’t wait, she spin like a DJ
Caught him later that night in a wild freeway
Swerved off the lane, blew a tire, skrrt!
Hit the curb — boom! Face hit the dirt
Out the alley came dude with a beard like roots
Smellin' like piss, rockin’ two left boots
Saw the plug laid out, dizzy and leakin’
Said, “Shit, you good?” with a voice all tweakin’
Plug woke up, blood runnin’ down his lip
“No ID, no phone, I’m losin’ my grip”
Homeless man flagged down a cab like a pimp
Told the driver, “Help this man, fuck the tip”
Plug got patched, stitched up, heart full
Thought back, “Damn, I gave that kid fuel…”
Days later, he circled the block with meals
Found the same dude slumped by the back of a wheel
Said, “Yo, take this cash, and this coat too
You saved my black ass, that’s not somethin’ I do”
Dude took the bills like a ghost seein’ light
Then dipped toward the precinct, limp in the night
Next morning, at the desk, lookin’ sexy in blue
Badge on her chest, but she still thick too
Boots laced tight, ass sittin’ on wow
But eyes said she ain’t playin’ with clowns
Homeless man walked in like “I found somethin' foul”
Dropped off a burner with a clip and a towel
She squinted hard, said, “Where the fuck you get this?”
He said, “Don’t trip, I don’t want no business”
She checked the print — matched a cold case
Cleared a young brother’s name with no face
Kid had been locked for a murder he ain’t do
Now free off a tip that came straight out the blue
She felt that, deep down, broke her stance
Said, “Fuck this badge if it don’t give 'em chance”
Took off early, hit the diner near Lex
Saw a waitress strugglin’, juggled two checks
Boss yellin’ loud, tryin’ flex his chest
She slipped her a stack, said “Yo, fuck the rest”
Waitress cried, held that paper like gold
Bought diapers, rent, and a heater for cold
And when asked why, she just shrugged her gun
Said, “Some broke dude saved a life on the run”
Yo, it’s domino karma, wild-ass chain
From a street dealer’s dub to freedom regained
From a piss-soaked vet to a fine cop’s flex
To a single mom smilin’ with zero regrets
Ain’t always holy — sometimes it’s grime
But good gon’ loop if you give it time
So next time you up, throw the vibe to the street
You never know who the fuck gon’ flip that beat

Domino Karma

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[chorus]
Them bitches be, pocket watching. You know that I rock how you rocking. You telling me to, fucking stop it. I got over it you need to drop it.  My only fucking, mission. Is to get ya head boppin. Winning, we the mof fucking topic. Wake up early morning first thing is deposit. And we dropping sum shit and this shit you can’t top it.

[verse 1]
I need a plaque. I need a bitch that I don’t gotta tax. 
I need a new homie who done buying multiple diamond accessories still with the tag. It’s a want and a need. I need a bitch who don’t care bout the speed. We need a knew ho to benefit the team. Specifically one who don’t care bout a ring. It’s not the vs it’s not the drugs it’s js the fact that it’s fuck love. It’s not the bs but it might be the hugs it’s crazy to me something not adding up. Get on yo knees cuz I’m not tryna fuck. We gon make ts happen factor out the luck. Whipped out a band and made the pussy look. Based it off the reaction he was js a rook. Huh me and mazi finna make the lil nigga a look out. Cuz when we get inside of the field and start turning it up the lil nigga can’t look now. Treat you like lil bro, you start fucking up, trust and believe you get put out. I got this brand new lil white ho best believe she get turnt at the cookout. Told ha baby wait. I put some filet mignon on ya plate. Niggas thinking shi free this ain’t a free estate. Niggas start getting geeked but no Dee can’t relate. But Dee can’t complain. Cuz I hoes every other day. Cuz every other day I js worry bout the pape. Hope I’m not too late. Feel like I’m bout to crash I’m flying state to state. I’m the king of the bank. I walk in the lot they look up at the rank. She thinking shit sweet but baby im a tank. Over here getting bags baby what you think. We not in November but she giving thanks. I popped some relief to relapse off the drank. Yea we planned this shit out the nga getting flanked. Bitch it’s no hidden camera this was not a prank. Im on her mind, she can’t comprehend the mof time like she in a plank. I’m a walking rhyme, walking dime.  Can’t stop thinking bout me her mind wasn’t blank. Huh she can be my teacher bae. Sorry, I meant that she can’t be replaced. For me it was easy to say that nobody can fuck wit me can’t plead the case.

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