Lyrics: Verse 1: Talha Anjum] Murder on my mind jaise Melly main (Melly main) Civil me goverment bheje many men (Many man, many man) Shit is not a joke lekin funny hai (Anha-ha) Shooter shaat, sirf spotter khade gully me Money on my mind jaise Mayweather Tu theek hai, but I'm just way way better 'Cause the T in Talha is for trendsetter I'm too lit (Too lit) I'm equal to ten asteras Two first names, gin gin, that's ten letters I've been on this win win shit for long enough (Long enough) You don't know any better you've been wrong enough (Yеa) I got heat, so my interface is warming up (Yеa) Give me the loot, give me the keys Give me the gat, give me a reason To pull up on your bitch made ass And then we gon' see Pull up on you like agency Humse pange nahi Ye tedhe, medhe, ulte-seedhe rang barange type Whack shit! Hype nahi, tere saare tracks shit We don't fuck with that shit MacBook de naal paaya half a milli bag ch Munde karan lack, apne shehar ch vi actually Only spitting factually Baate kare sheikh chilli Meri Gucci asal, inki bachi kuchi fake waali Mera sirf ek wali, mujhe sune poora mulk Tujhe sune ek gully, and that's facts bitch [Verse 2: Calm] Running this rap shit Feels like cassius prime me, can't miss Covid ke pehle se, bat shit Crazy tha main, affleck (Yeah) Ye peeche reh gaye jaise gaano ke ad-libs Scene phata, saath milli aaj sindh aur ganjes Khaaun cringe aur rappers Aake laude pe laat khao Give me the gat, no cap Mera maatha dukh gaya sun kar Whack shit band kar, Delhi-Karachi sampark Ball stadium se bahar hai Afridi aur Sachin hai track par Tumhe koi lund nai puchta (Na) Yahan londo ko aati nai feel agar moshpit me ek aadha sarr nahi phoot'ta Delhi ka junglee kutta Kar chuka game crack Lage rap shit easy Grind and I go way back y'all gassed up Lays pack grand master Flash hacks dun rappero'n ko Day one par last act Backstage aaye saikdo log Fam fans, bhai log sab bole Raste de fefdo ko Ruka ni jalaata hatero ko (Be joint toh jala le) Jota nahi badhata kisi ko Rapper log kal aake khelna (Aanh) Main kala se khelta hun Kal aake dekhna, kala ko Kal aake tepna Kala se kalakaar kate sarr ek ka Kala se kalam me jaagi thi prerna Kala ka naam hai daba ke lapetna Gale se taake tum aage se hago na gaano me Chodo jo baate tum gaano me Yahan pe mat pelna (Pil jaaoge) Gunehgaar, ye whack rapper bole aa bail mujhe maar Awaaz phunchi, Delhi ki gulliyion se sarhad paar YS aur SM, aaj ki taaza samachaar Tera bhai Seedhe Maut
Lyrics:
Verse 1: Talha Anjum]
Murder on my mind jaise Melly main (Melly main)
Civil me goverment bheje many men (Many man, many man)
Shit is not a joke lekin funny hai (Anha-ha) Shooter shaat, sirf spotter khade gully me
Money on my mind jaise Mayweather
Tu theek hai, but I'm just way way better
'Cause the T in Talha is for trendsetter
I'm too lit (Too lit) I'm equal to ten asteras Two first names, gin gin, that's ten letters
I've been on this win win shit for long enough (Long enough)
You don't know any better you've been wrong enough (Yеa)
I got heat, so my interface is warming up (Yеa)
Give me the loot, give me the keys
Give me the gat, give me a reason
To pull up on your bitch made ass
And then we gon' see
Pull up on you like agency Humse pange nahi
Ye tedhe, medhe, ulte-seedhe rang barange type
Whack shit! Hype nahi, tere saare tracks shit We don't fuck with that shit
MacBook de naal paaya half a milli bag ch Munde karan lack, apne shehar ch vi actually
Only spitting factually Baate kare sheikh chilli
Meri Gucci asal, inki bachi kuchi fake waali Mera sirf ek wali, mujhe sune poora mulk Tujhe sune ek gully, and that's facts bitch
[Verse 2: Calm]
Running this rap shit
Feels like cassius prime me, can't miss Covid ke pehle se, bat shit Crazy tha main, affleck (Yeah)
Ye peeche reh gaye jaise gaano ke ad-libs Scene phata, saath milli aaj sindh aur ganjes Khaaun cringe aur rappers Aake laude pe laat khao
Give me the gat, no cap
Mera maatha dukh gaya sun kar
Whack shit band kar, Delhi-Karachi sampark Ball stadium se bahar hai Afridi aur Sachin hai track par
Tumhe koi lund nai puchta (Na)
Yahan londo ko aati nai feel agar moshpit me ek aadha sarr nahi phoot'ta
Delhi ka junglee kutta Kar chuka game crack Lage rap shit easy Grind and I go way back y'all gassed up
Lays pack grand master Flash hacks dun rappero'n ko
Day one par last act
Backstage aaye saikdo log
Fam fans, bhai log sab bole
Raste de fefdo ko
Ruka ni jalaata hatero ko (Be joint toh jala le)
Jota nahi badhata kisi ko
Rapper log kal aake khelna (Aanh)
Main kala se khelta hun
Kal aake dekhna, kala ko
Kal aake tepna
Kala se kalakaar kate sarr ek ka
Kala se kalam me jaagi thi prerna
Kala ka naam hai daba ke lapetna
Gale se taake tum aage se hago na gaano me
Chodo jo baate tum gaano me
Yahan pe mat pelna (Pil jaaoge)
Gunehgaar, ye whack rapper bole aa bail mujhe maar
Awaaz phunchi,
Delhi ki gulliyion se sarhad paar YS aur SM, aaj ki taaza samachaar
Tera bhai Seedhe Maut