NO FILTER FREESTYLE | FINE$$E

back at it !! Pehle sahi tha sab Na pata chala ki gya yeh saal aur gya yeh mahina kab Tha kamina waqt jo kabhi na kabhi tha zameer ko kara bhi saqt Par kharabi kab thi agyi bhai paas aur badh gyi thi kareebi kab Ab man hi nhi karta karu mai kya aur karunga kya yeh pata bhi chalega kab Du samundar naap ya karu vyapaar yeh vocal bhi badhega tab Toh jalu mai kya ya daru mai kya jab bhaiyo ka badhega star Chahta banu mai star aur karu kuc h laabh jab kaam yeh chalega sir We do it for the art Ya we do it for the people We do it for the listen ing experience of bande jo ki seriously samjhe ham jo the rehearsing karte But ab saturated shit har gully gully me rapper Lage yeh diwali ab to artisto ki ladi lagi hai bhot Lekin ham to is sadi ke kavi rapper jo money se kabhi behkar na kami kare in art As I said ya we do it for the people ya we do it for the art Unka khayal rakh tu ladke jo hai bande tere sath Jis din yeh jaynge chorke jab pata chale aukaat Ya we do it for the people ya we do it for the art Tere song pe feet hai jaise deng feng bro Tere rap ka content sirf ek sentence hoe Dedu "fore arms" teri red skin bitch Got a green-jack it(jacket) ain't no ben ten bro Mera flow off the dome jaise yamuna-taj Kare show off yeh log kewal karuna bhaav Jaate ro log yeh jab bhi mai baku yatharth Waise do ost jo puri kare anubhrata Lu Inki mehfilo ki jhopdi se brexit Tera rap lage so funny i can't think Bars more than ur chokri ke exes Cash jara in and out jaise lottery pe taxes Mai likhu bars hote dots connect jaise blind reading braille Mera crime syndicate jaise vice City babe U a cry baby dekh kaise cylic chain Mei hai bhai fasi neck on the side cutting cake With the bhailog jo sath me shuru se Bakke dialog jo high note pe chapte guru se Ham toh nylon ki file oh me baat te glue the Bas ab life long hai cyclone bas I want a blue pen Tere stars pe Bhari hu jaise rahu ketu mai pehchane mera kaam to kisi town me hu ban Jaise olive oil fans moving round pura pan Skills baawe busy dete doubt ko na taem Yeh bas apni fiction of pulp jaise tarantino Fir dikhayenge cards jaise marriage bureau Jiske khudke fake hai mujhe kehra pseudo Hote bars ni land hai inko parachute do Gotta change, no bombay ka rikshawala Bina maqsad ke time kaata in-a-shaala Putting hand on numbers lu minute ka charge Gotta clock it baawe badha winners ka bhaav ‪@RealParas27‬ ‪@realjoyner‬ ‪@The-Inevitable‬ ‪@flame6604‬ ‪@infinite888-x7h‬ ‪@Progress_Official‬