Rap God Shit

Doing all this rap god shit Bitch flick of the wrist Spit kare sick Click click kare bane naya hit Never flip, sike Looking at the flip side Drugs lyrics maine kare side kick high Oof I'm not to trifled with Mera garam hai dimag with no ice on it Lakh koi kare koshish Imma get it if I have my fucking eyes on it Batman wala scene wo bhi bina robin Batcave me banaye naya vibe har din Bane beat mean bobbing my head with a grin Glass me ho gin wish karta hai Alladin Imma hit all the pockets With pinpoint accuracy Cue bhi diya to bhi milega nahi Daad dete persistence ki Inko pakka pata hai Hyde hilega nahi Rap slow, apne tu kar skills explore Per song likh bees-tees punch kicks aur Pick a new road bana naya sound Unique for you And still sound the same as all these other dudes Kyunki music to same baje baa Bina views kaise market ko change karega Tera scene naya, dream naya feel naya Pause Bina dham dham gaane kon share karega? Bhai saab hip hop me bhi garba karayenge mujhko Mai rag rag se hu karu afsos Dere bol bachchan mujhe log Jinka khud nahi bhaga dk bose I've been making the walks Kuch artist hai fake yahan jaise botox Kuch sound kare same kuch sound kare off Bina prod ke hai aadhe ke upar ye flop Maine likhe mere thoughts I connected the dots Meri khudki hi beat Mere apne hi vox Mere apne hi drums Aur apne guitars Mera khudka ye mix Aur laya hyde bars I don't give two fucks Kare khaatma hai mic pe ye shaks Rakhu mutthi me kismat aur Laude pe luck Lala jhukega nahi jitna dalo wazan If you not on my team mujhe dekhiyo mat Teen saal aur bhai tera yahan par hai Self made kyu ghamand hum na kare Freelancing when I had no money Hum us nasal ke jo apne baap se bhi na dare Scooby doobie doo mai mask ke piche ka bhoot dekhu Fluent with the truth inke muh pe mai jhoot dekhu Kadwa ye ghoont mai fluke nahi hun proof hun mai Gaa leta thik fir bhi rapping me fuk diya time Lage ninety bhi zero lagake cosine Bina dard sahe aati nahi aisi tabahi Kuch saal chale grind baaki saal ho kamai Mere bhai mere bhai aaja tujhe samjhaye Ek hataat sur eka hataat laya Vina kamachya padat nahi mala chain Meri boli bhi bhaari na khaali ye pen Na nakara in baaton me mera zehen Meri kadwi zaban didn't hold back when Aayi baat mere art pe mai jhaant nahi suna Girte log karte ungli girebaan pe kuch khaas nahi hua Insult bhi aukaat se filter toh jhaant ude dhua Want smoke mera bhara pada kua jahan Jale saare iraade bure jo leke aaye mere darwaaze Change allegience jaise rhymes mere karwate Gati pe nigahein pade aadhe saale dar jaate Pack your shit hum end se pehle na ghar jaate Off the meter like I'm off my mind Mai sanki ye rhymes bhot cold mera bhai