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bombay lokal × ph2r - d-17 weekender كلمات الأغنية

[verse: gravity]

circle ’round for the cries of the shamans
my bars stink death but my scars are so raman
heart bleeds red but my heartbleeds are common
arteries are blessed with my flow, temper sloth
and reality’s for the people who can’t face the drugs
my galaxies, mandakini, i plan to rain the funds
my mind’s a nebula, these signs ain’t enough?
then, what is a man who’s mind’s laced with drugs?

[verse: shaikhspeare]

underground! that’s why they “dig” deeper
clear the scene, i’m the “street” sweeper!
the one that keeps liquor, cl-t-eater
making “lines” in this “circle” like stick figures!
catching bodies like mumbai-pune expressway
hit your brain like reefah, take your stress away
i’m the nusrat of rap, the hip-hop sufi
down to my roots, p-ss that jadi-booti/booty!

[verse: that dude aj]

ayo! manners maketh man rebel maketh manners count
this is my final fit against the blatant rapper sound
pune city rappers coming through like an ambulance
bombay lokal swinging back and forth like a pendulum
a clash of the t-tans, a clash of the egos
be 1 with the 10 or get slashed to a 0!
but i don’t want to be in the front
and technically ghone has an end with the one
and so does this nation in crime
and so does equation of life

[verse: rhymix]

dikha dikhaava zyada, jabse dekha darpan darr raha hu
ab toh dekh kar ke dab rahi hai meri gardan
kahaani reh g-yi adhuri, har zarurat poori meri aisa hi hoga yeh toh nahi zaruri!
kalam ke zor pe katal kiye crore hai, karam ke fal ka lalach jo karte hum toh har roz hai
samajh g-ya hu ab mai soch karke sab g-ye hai mar
karunga bhi kya jeeke ab mai?

[verse: shikharv]

sharing thoughts, but them minds don’t seem to get the humour
tasting envelopes in the office like i’m glued up
to the f-cking desk like i’m running p-rnhub
people shouting need not to be f-cking with that arnab
if you wondering what the “times now”?
let me tell you in a second another second will p-ss out!
i make noise in the silence, if you dont know i got my weed loud!

[verse: shreyas]

sabotage my own creation, this is honor k!lling
born a villain, baller pimpin’, flexin’ on obama even!
loose track pant, a t-shirt, don’t ask me the reason
i’m dressed to just k!ll like the funeral clothes!
this fashion as far as the universe goes!
we livin’ our life with a minimal order
we’re not really different, we mineral water

[verse: buck]

bajte jab saade aanth, aalas ko maaru laat
chuski se aati jaan, jo shehar mein tum mehmaan
ban chuka shehar ka mai, “apun bhi hai bhagwan!”
thirakte paer-taal yeh pmpml, naaki teen taal pe
kayi jaal ko tod-taadke, latkake, basta mai jaata hu shamshaan pe!
bhuto ke beech baitha ek insaan mai
sangharsh amar ye mera, buck karein pranam teri aatma ko!
brrrrr!

- bombay lokal x ph2r

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