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Song Title : "THA THA THA"
Artist : Blank Hood X Biswas Basnet
Mix & Master : Sagar Saud " 3X Studio"
Prod.by Biswas
Recorded at :
Young MG Studio (Lucknow, India)  
3X Studio (Kathmandu,Nepal)
Poster/Audio Video : Biswas 
DAW : Image Line FL Studio

Tha Tha Tha

THA THA THA | Blank Hood X Biswas Basnet | Latest Rap Song 2024

this track is dedicated to a close friend of mine on tiktok her tiktok name is @Emjay_XO

[Verse]
Street lights flicker, shadows hustle hard,
Queen on the grind, playin' every card,
Lips glossed, heart cold, ambition high,
Steppin' over concrete dreams, reachin' for the sky.

[Verse 2]
Heels click power moves, ain’t no time for fear,
Respect earned in whispers, never loud or clear,
Skills sharpened, mind a fortress tight,
Confidence in strut, she owns the night.

[Chorus]
Hustle queen, never seen till the daylight breaks,
Tough skin, soft heart, she never fakes,
Dark truth, hard knocks, every price she pays,
Floods of grit, rivers of hustle, livin' through the maze.

[Verse 3]
Fast cash, quick flips, no room for the weak,
Eyes sharp, veins ice, the game she tweaks,
Knowledge in a grin, a scene she controls,
Iron-clad hustle, lines she never folds.

[Bridge]
Wounds deep, battles fought on every block,
Legends whispered in alleys, faces carved in rock,
Yet she stands, a monument to relentless strive,
Drenched in dusk, she’s alive, always on the drive.

[Verse 4]
Lessons learned in scars, wisdom etched in pain,
Rings flashing stories of a queen untamed,
Every glance a statement, every step a tale,
Underground royalty, in the night she prevails.

Hustle Queen

Mélange de style rock métal et rap sur un texte sociétal acerbe.

Qué Viva Esperanza!

The city breathes in neon gasps and diesel fumes...
I'm a ghost in its machine, a beat-down prophet in the concrete cathedral.
And in the refraction of a million raindrops on a taxi window... I see her.
A silhouette sketched on the fog, a whisper tangled in the subway's roar.
My Mirage.

Just a flicker in the corner of my eye!
A face in the crowd that I memorize!
A promise that the static world denies!

I'VE BEEN CHASING A PHANTOM! A SHADOW ON THE WALL!
A ECHO IN THE CANYON, JUST WAITING FOR MY CALL!
YOU'RE A VISION, A RELIGION, THAT'S CRUMBLING AS I CLIMB!
THIS BROKEN IMAGE IS ALL I CAN EVER FIND!

Him: Saw you on the platform, 2 AM, the A-train's scream.
You were a sonnet written in the steam.
Her: "Hey, you look lost. Need a light? A name? A clue?"
Him: "I'm looking for... a feeling. Someone I thought I knew."
Her: "Your eyes are searching, man, but your soul's not home."
Him: "Your voice... it's wrong. The frequency, the tone.
I had your lexicon, your cadence memorized in my bones!
But your words are just flat stones you're throwing, no poetry, no fire!"
Her: "I'm just a girl. You're projecting your entire
Requiem onto a stranger. That's a lonely kind of danger."
The syntax of her smile was all wrong, a foreign language on a familiar tongue

Just a flicker that I tried to make real!
A wound I'm desperate to feel!
A fiction that I'm destined to seal!

I'VE BEEN CHASING A PHANTOM! A SHADOW ON THE WALL!
A ECHO IN THE CANYON, JUST WAITING FOR MY CALL!
YOU'RE A VISION, A RELIGION, THAT'S CRUMBLING AS I CLIMB!
THIS BROKEN IMAGE IS ALL I CAN EVER FIND!

All this time... burning maps to a kingdom that wasn't there.
Chasing a reflection in a sea of empty stares.
And she was... the quiet harbor... while I was lost at sea.
The steady rhythm... to my frantic, broken melody.

AND NOW I SEE! THE GHOST WAS IN MY HEAD!
AND THE REAL WOMAN... THE ONE WHO SPOKE MY SOUL INSTEAD...
WAS THE ONE POURING COFFEE, MENDING THE SEAMS...
A REAL, BREATHING MIRACLE, LOST IN MY DAMNED DREAMS!

AND NOW SHE'S GONE! WITH A MAN WHO SEES HER FACE!
NOT SOME HOLOGRAM! NOT SOME GHOST IN SPACE!
HE TOOK HER HAND! AND I JUST WATCHED THEM FADE...
WITH THE SPECTER OF MY MIRAGE, A DEBT THAT CAN'T BE PAID!

The mad ones... the ones who are mad to live... we burn out our eyes staring at suns we invented.
And the real moon... the one that guides the tides...
We never even saw it shine.
Just a phantom...
...just a phantom.

Chasing Phantoms

We are NOIR GRIS GRIS, a music band of Fred STZ (composer) and Kipanga Cha Radi (lead vocal), passionate about pop music, world music and rock. Our music reflects the world before our eyes—its shades of beauty, pain, tenderness, and cruelty. We believe in music without borders, open to all influences from around the world. Join us for a unique and authentic musical journey!

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