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Woh gulliyon se nikal ke raja bana Woh ghar se thaan ke gaya tha Karunga main kuch toh bada Duniya wale tokte rahe, Woh sunta ab kisi ki hai kahaan (you know, fu*k this shit) Mai sach kahunga toh kadwi lagegi Paisa jo nachega haatho pe duniya bas teri sunegi Ye sach ki tu bhi marega aur woh bhi maregi Jo sab hi reh jaana yahaan pe, shaanti kise milegi? Ab bata tu bulleya, maine kitne paap kiye Hisaab hi nahi, maine kitne saaf kiye Gareebi mein jiya aur kitne saal diye Ab puchhoge mujhse ke kya hai sahi Aur kya hai galat but honestly, don't give a Aankhein khuli meri duniya mein Tabse lada is duniya se Shayad koi raja naa hota Jo dab ke jiya hota laalach ki duniya mein Ye waise to naam hi hai par Karna chaahta aisa kuchh is duniya mein Ke phir se naa soche koi chhote ghar ke naa Ban sakte desh ki buniyadein Mai kya karu jo khwabon ko raja ne Maarna seekha nahi hai Andar mein mere ek dar hai jo Abhi bhi duniya ko dikha nahi hai Mai kuchh is hisaab se likhta hu Zindagi aur mere beech ki ye baate Isme hai sab kuchh likha par Harna kabhi bhi likha nahi hai Ye meri galti hai, mai ye bhi janta Jo khudse naa bana, mai usko kuchh ni manta Bina lakshya ke jiya jo banda, Hota ni kisi bhi kaam ka Mera baba kehta tha mauke bhi honge Jahaan pe gussa bhi hoga sar pe aur dange bhi honge Jo sach hi tu kahega toh jalne wale bhi toh honge Toh bas maar ke gusse ko lag jana lakshya pe sarfira Bata tu bulleya, maine kahaan kami rakhi? Jo seekh tune di, maine panno pe likhi Mera dada mit gaya par baat amar rahi Jab tu likhega jaake apne haatho se zindagi, Chhodiyo naa koi kami Woh dhoopo mein tap ke bana, Nange paon woh race'on mein bhag ke bana Usne haq se hawa badli tabka badha Tab woh baap ke pairo ke takhte bana Ladke luck se bana, ladka haq se bana, Jeeta mehnat aur dardo ko chaske bana Dehi maare toh khaata woh chura-chana, Ab woh auro ko deta hai nakshe bana Maanjhe se kaate jo gudde the saste Woh manjhi sa kaate pahado mein raste Jo pahade padha phir akhade khada, Uske kandhe the chhote par bhaari the baste Ye bandar bhi dekhe madari pana, Zimmedari le ghume, sawari bana Cycle ko tu bhi ferrari bana, Chahe khanjar se qismat ki dhaari bana Tu bas kalam utha, ye taaj hai tera Mai bolu tujhko raaj kyuki rajya hai tera Duniya walo ko de duniya, Apna khudka tu jahaan de bana (king, get that shit) Tu sach kahega toh teri lagegi Seenchega jhooth ka paudha toh meethi naa beri lagegi Tu bachi ye jung ladega, kachehri lagegi Haath jo kholega, bolo ki boli bhi teri lagegi Bata tu bulleya Maine itne vaar sahe, nishaan bhi nahi Tera beda jo paar kare woh deewangi meri Saare saanpo ko maaru pare Ab puchhoge mujhse ke kya hai Sahi aur kya hai galat, honestly I don’t give a Ghar pe tha patti ka dabba Aur dabbe ke andar ek chaabhi dabi thi Dekha jo gaur se maine toh Dabbe ke upar bhi dhool hi jami thi Meri maa ne kaha, "Leke aa baksa, Keemati kuchh cheezein rakhi thi" Woh kone padi ek photo purani aur ek ghadi, Shaayad yaadein judi thi Mai puchha, "Ye kaun hai photo mein? Jo dikh raha abhi zinda nahi hai" Bataya gaya mujhe naam Aur bola ye sadharan banda nahi hai Naam lahori, sikandrabad se jade bhi teri judi hai Ye woh hai jo tere pita ji ko paal, Bada kiye, roti bhi inhi ki di hai Mai kehna chahti hu ke Din ek jaise nahi rahenge sada Ye ghadi batati bas waqt Chahe banda ho jaaye jitna bada Tu bhi dekhega nazaare kaun hoga Tere saath mein khada (you know, fu*k this shit) Sun le raja, pehle ye duniya hasegi Tujhe girana bhi chahegi niche aur kami ginegi Ye sach hai tu jo likhega baate woh hoke rahengi Toh sach hi keh jaana saara, naa baad mein khaak bachegi Ab bata tu bulleya, mujhe zindagi kyu ye di Tune kaha se shuru kari? Aur kaha ye aa gayi? Pehle kitna darta tha, ab kisi se darta nahi Pakad ke chal raha jo dor tune di Ab bata tu bulleya, maine kitne paap kiye Hisaab hi nahi, maine kitne saaf kiye Gareebi mein jiya aur kitne saal diye Ab puchhoge mujhse ke kya hai sahi Aur kya hai galat but honestly, don't give a fu*k
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singer: King, Raftaar
genre: Hip-Hop (Rap)