[Verse 1]
Kabhi kabhi chup rehna hi behtar hai
KR$NA ab le raha teri keh kar hai
Kakarot me iss game me
Band-ai nahi kari mere naam co le kar hai

Faker hai, marega to karega na miss koi
Rap ki lugai lagta hai tu miss koi
Jub tak tera faida tha tu bhi kar raha tha
Raa Raa jaise mutton wali dish koi

Jhatka laga tha tujhe maharani ke baad
Bol beti such, ab tu sahi hai na?
Ceat tyre mai nhi baat kara paiye ka
Par tere papa ko rubber lagana chahiye tha
Ro le tujh me dum na toh, Paar kar jamna koi

Diss karoon tujhe toh bolega jaake mama ko
Unko to me humesha karta respect
Unki kta galti beta nikala nikama jo
Ba ba ba ba ba ba Black Sheep
Har Track pe me lagta hoo athlete

Fact chahiye toh, fact yehi hai
Ke tere gaano me mere baare me koi fact nahi
Clear karu toh Kalamkaar me ho partner
Iska matlab chote me kise ke bhi neeche ni
Niche toh tu anshul aur tony ke
Missionary shayad teri lete khare hoke tere peeche bhi
Kitne me bikega? Tu daam de
Blow job wala lagta tu naam se
Bunty ko jaake ab gaand de
Teri jali booty? Beta ye na koi Ramdev

Ab Gauri hi chinaal buss-jaye jahan hai faida
Is bar bhi tera nasha rukh nahi payegaa
Banay mene jaake Ra.One ko Ramayana
Teri paheli ka Anjaam Maar Khayega

Backstabber tu hai beti, Kahan hai tera aaina?
Lagta tu pussy ko ki bin vaje’aina
Gaana tha bekar to bole “tha main bimaar”
Jaise nehwal mene aise bahane hai sahe na

Agli baar dikhi to tere liye ghusand hai
Tujhe laga tu jeeta, tujh me ghamand hai
Gaano me kare tu mere lund ka zikr
Miss Spicejet se zyaada lagta tujh ko pasand hai

Isse Naapne ka shauk hai, Iss Napne ka shauk
Isse Napne ka shauk Hai, Isse Napne ka shauk hai
Isse Napne ka shauk ab ye kampega kahuf se
Hashtag fixed match fixed match

Sanjeev chawla nahi beta tera shit whack
Shakal se tu lagta hai panzy
Scandal me hansie, career dooba hua
BIG CRASH
Bole aake Kalamkaar se 5 log ne diss kiya
5 log kidhar shayad maine kuch miss kiya
Diss kiya do ne rang tere hai dogle
Tune bunty ke fan ko praja bolke enlist kiya

3 din lapata mene kara case close
Raga se bhi pade tujhe chutad pe chaped do
Ab gauri pal ke gaal gand ke laal
Bilkul jaise tune is the color of my face bro

High-Five, Jalpari doobi aane lagi high tide
Ye hype ki hai bhooki de do thori limelight
Ye hai fight night toh me lagoo mike tys'
Too sick, like twice I rolled the dice right

Studio ki baat tujhe yaad hogi
Teri awaaz sune bina sabki saans udi
Puri apni janta bhag uthi
Jab tune joote khole aur gandi baans uthi

Mr. Smelly foot (haan) got killed by Mr. Yellow tooth (haan)
Anshul ke aage zyada na jhuk na
Kahin zyada ghis na jaye tera ghutna

[Bridge]
Naya hai savera dil tera keh ra
Aayi janmashtami khatam hua dussehra
Lugai wala chehra blouse jaake pehen aa
Naach mere aage tab fenkunga paisa
Naya hai savera dil tera keh ra
Aayi janmashtami khatam hua dussehra
Lugai wala chehra blouse jaake pehen aa
Naach mere aage tab fenkunga paisa

[Verse 2]
Role ancient mujse bura lagta hai tu
Still zikki media ka kuda lagta hai tu
Soft jaise silk rooth ke ganga me kud
Bhagirat me booba dooba lagta hai tu

Wo voice note diss game se purana
Bhadkaane ka tareeka bhiu lame hai tumhara
Afsos gaurav ko me pal nahi paara
Kyunki paale maine kutte par saanp nahi pala

Aur harjas chupa rustam ke time pe
Humne usse bola bro mat kar diss tu
Par usne bola bhai mujhe karna hai
Wo hai uski marji and we don't have an issue

Baat karo sirf apne liye
Aur mujhe maharani se nafrat hai
Taan ke ghumo me sinah jaise shatrughan
Kitno ko diya janam lagta krsna hi dashrat hai

Nathkhat hai gopala teri handi na tor de
Fir safeed makhan milega tere honth pe
Track pe toh yahan sare bante hai hard
Par milk'e dar se ye ho jate totle

Kar meri baat me to karta hoo drugs nahi
Maal nahi phoonk ta aur deta may f*cks nahi
Tujhe lagi badi chull sach ki
Tu karta hai dono ab bol yeh sach nahi
Sach yehi tu chahta hai hype
Tu chahta hai raftaar kare tujhe reply
Toone kara diss jisne maana tujhe bhai
Taaki tu ban jaaye ek aur bantai

Diss kyun kare use jis’se li udhari toone
Sadma laga aakhirkaar kaate baal phir
Jaake kaali kari sunehre wali yeh daadhi toone
Jalpari mar padi phir se mara li toone

You ain’t beethoven but I’m meant to be bach
You’re elementary, I’m dropping penitentiary bars
Leave’em potentially scarred
They pretend to be hard untill I’m waving the stick
Making the symphony start

Views kam aaye to lagaye tune ad, that’s fact
Comment daale fake wale whack, that’s fact
Daale pre written wale rap, that’s fact
Deadline mein hi hua tera wrap, that’s fact

Pehle diss phir bole no hate
Chhotu tu kehna kya chahata hai
Above the belt ki baat kare
Par maza to tujhe below the belt rehne mein aata hai
Mujhe jod mat kisi aur ke usool se
Do baar liya L jaise toone cool J
Mere balls kyun paas tere munh ke
Jaise lete shot jab leit ke tum pool mein

Aaj awaam khush teri praja gaad ke
Ab miloonga tujhe main tere ghar ke paas mein
Tu bana raha diss aur main bana raha hit
Dekh lenge kaun kya karta hai iss saal mein
3 gaane baad bhi mujhe yeh daad dere
Teri khushiyan khatam kari raat leke
Ab life apni kar mujhe dedicate
Kar thoda meditate
Poori zindagi mujhe jawab dete
Karun jo bhi bolun and I don’t talk shit boy
Agli bara jawab mera hoga nahi diss boy
Tujhe lage 3 gaane karne reply
Mera ek gaana kare 3 ko destroy
Woh bhi voice note ke bina

FüÇkin snitch!

[Outro]
Oh aur promotion ke liye dhanyawad
Album dropping this summer
Rest in piss
Maa kasam
Hard nahi chhote Tu to shuru se hi lagta hai naram
Maa kasam
Palan tod kaise beta Tera kaafi halka hai wajan
Maa kasam
Paanch ki baat kare Par akela maine kiya tujhe khatam
Maa kasam
Tere munh se Bhaichare wali baatein hoti nahi hazam