[Intro]
Yeah-yeah-yeah
You know who this is, yeah?
Let's go
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I'm the head honcho, aa tujhe dein torture
Woh baatein chodein aake beat pe, baghair condom
Mein likhta aag ke ho raat may dopehar mausam
Tum saaray Joker bhenchod aur yeh sheher Gotham
Music aisay he bus karna hai tou kartay he reh
Agar music may kuch karna hai tou dum chahiye
Ab bada sharf chahiye, bada bharam chahiye
Mita de saat teri naslein, woh qalam chahiye
Mujhe chhooti roshni, tu uski parchayi hai
Ab bada ghar chahiye, rug may sarr chahiye
Mein karun cruise apni gaari pe, ab par chahiyen
Sorry for the violеnce, bhai, mujh pe thori purge aayi hai
And you'rе married to the game, par tu ghar-jamayi hai
Mein rehta high Emarat, jaise Bur Dubai hai
And I'm the head honcho, bola aake sarr dabaiye
Gaana jo bhi phenkta hoon, gaana woh tou har tabahi hai, for real

[Interlude: Mike Tyson]
You can't touch me, you're not man enough
I eat your asshole alive, you bitch
Fuck you, you ho
Come and say that to my face and I'll fuck you in the ass in front of everybody
You bitch, come on, you bitch
You scared, coward?
You're not man enough to fuck with me
You can't last two minutes in my world, bitch
Look at you, scared now, you ho
Scared like a little white pussy, scared of the real man
I'll fuck you till you love me, faggot
[Verse 2]
Mein torrun rhymes in a vice way, tu keh times two
Jo karay fight tere bhai se tou canine loon
Hum baday bhai hain naa, right tera playtime loon
Han, dollar sign all the time, mein nahi Bantai hoon
Woh badlay roop alag, kya uski doon jhalak?
Nahi bolein saamnay se warna jaaye rooh tadap
Below the belt you got balls, tou phir muu khola kidhar
Jo bhi peete hain hum, hota hai woh brew alag, jaanay mera crew alag
Ab life living in the fast lane
Smoke karte green shit, it's greener than some parsley
Maatha hota shaart jab koi peeche se yahan naam le
Ab aadat he nahi rahi kyun ke stage pe sub saamnay
I'm sensitive when it comes to my city, you know where I'm from
Shooter kholay idhar fire, andha-dhun ab lagay daurh
Nahi jaanay dete hum yahan mauqa koi
Homies rehte loyal, nahi karte dhoka-darhi, on God

[Chorus]
I can go on and on, yeah, till I stop this
I can go on and on, yeah, till I stop this
I can go on and on, yeah, till I stop this
I can go on and on, yeah (Till I stop this)

[Verse 3]
Ain't no stopping
Khuraak meri hon yeh rappers, beatein topping
Ab aati noise complaint, and they be knocking
Just shut the fuck up, you should know who you're talking
Have some manners, bitch, 'cause you're roaming with a star
Meri Maa ka mein fakhar, ghar ki pehli li hai car
Woh bethti hai barabar may, chalaati mere gaanay
Woh logon ko bhi batati, "Beta mera bada star"
Love you to the moon and far
Woh hote personal
Woh baatein karein jaise baday yahan ke colonel
Yeh saal mera, mein ne bola apni saalgiraah pe
Tou chala likhnay gaanay, bharnay mujhe journal, no sarr dard