[Intro]
I'm a mother fucking beef rapper
I'm a mother fucking beef rapper
H-E double L-A-C, boy
Legendary shit, boy

[Verse 1]
Gaane me ye bole naam lele naam lele
Koi bhi gaana sunke kan se fir gand pe le
Chahiye fame inko itna ke inka hi abba bhi
Bole ke Emiway ka muu me le
Gaane me ye bole naam lele, naam lele
Suna mene ke tum diss game se chaprele
Dollar sign lekе Raftaar ke bistar me nachti ye chamiya
Haa, bеta thoda saans lele
Do saal pehle leli tere baap ki
Bantai se bhidgaya pachtara aaj bhi
Diss leke aayaa H-E double L-A-C
Apni nahi galti bhai KR$NA me khaaj thi
Karke collab ye log bangayle ghatki
Tere jaise bhagwan toh apan hai nastik
Teen-char diss mein tu bol diya jaasti
Aur jasti hai natki mag khaychi pan vandi
Emiway se puch le bhul gaya aukaad tu?
Delhi se Bambai par hath mat daal jhatu
Naad ko mat lag chote dikhjaayenga jadoo
Ek na nahi pinky sabka lega tu
Kalamkaar nahi kalamtod gang
Bambai pe baat, sharam chod gang bang
Mera tod nahi chote tera zone wack
Tera hip-hop mujhe lage compact
Sallu ke bulle se kulla kar
Bhari nahi gaand toh fir kabhi hume mil aakar
Shot dete billah aur andha ye chamgadad
Chamiya ko paise kamanekay
Hip-Hop chhod dhandha kar
Tu jo kare abhi kar baithe bhot pehle
Seedha shoot kare bhai tera mental hai
Inhe shoot pe lagane pade ads
Organic machte hum tabhi toh ham asal hai
Bola tha maine bhai tera battar hai
Jo bhi aara samne sabka ab qatal hai
Ye toh lage sona andar ye pittal hai
Hum toh shaq kare meetha ya shakkar hai
Suck kare Raftaar ka, asar ye iss bar ka
Bajta tu bin taar ka, har bar ye thappad sa
Padta hai ek tarfa, insaan ye gaddar tha
Shitti tu cooker ka, chutta rakh upar ka
Chote apan toh angaar hai
Apne samne toh Raftaar bhi bhangaar hai
Hip hop ka corona chal lamba reh
Kuch dhang ka karona ya thanda le
Bantai ye HELLAC de halak tak jaam
Mastak me chapvale abse ye naam
Shukriya bo,l tere badh gayele daam
Ghutne pe baithke ab pakad le laand
Chuttad insaan
Tera hi shot tere pe palti
HELLAC ne entry li summ me le kalti
Malum hai tum sab ki Bantai se jalti
Khopdi ye sanki toh khol denge tanki
Dimaag ki tere, KR$NA ka diss
HELLAC kidhar hai
Aagayela phir ab bhagte tu reh
Ye le 500 tu rakh par aukaad me reh
[Verse 2]
Ek time tha jab ye chana bolta tha
"Kya rappers paisa kama pa rahe India me?"
Aaj time aaya aisa ke wahi chana insta pe
Bantai se fame ke liye bheek maange
Baat diss tak toh theek hai
Gunhegaari pe utroge jaoge phir maar khake
Bhai public hai alter idhar ki
Hum dekhenge nahi seedha chaldenge waar dalke
Now you need more views
So you gonna use lame tactics
You tryna fuck with me
You need more practice
You need controversies
Bollywood actress
Bitch tryna teach us what actually rap is
You need to know son who's the best at this
I'll make you introduce who this HELLAC is
Lemme just show you, what's actually bad trip
Pehle idhar toh pohoch phir bantai ka soch
Aur aage ka chod, ye kya karpaayega
Raftaar batayega tab salwaar uthayega
Aur ye aarele jaarele Bambai ka slang
Chote chapri se classy log ban jate fatang
Wese Raftaar ka scene hua sabko pata hai
Lekin KR$NA ne kyo kiya kisko pata hai?
Aw, bura laga
Tumse na ho payega pappa ko la
Aur fokat me bachkane tu badbada
Tabhi aagayele apan banke zanzala
Pakh hai fadafada, lekin humse lada
Pachi tadfada meri bandh mutthi, tera jabada
Sar ka bulb jala, gaana alag bana, bole 50 tola
Yaad hai na, apan rappers ko kaccha chabate na
Lagi fame ab bhook toh dabake khaa
Nahi toh dalla ke saath tu pakistan jaake gaa
Aur agli baar lyrically birically mat suna
Me jab karu yede chale tere wali bhi fida
Ghoda kare pura khali gunhegaari mat sikha
Rehte classy toh chote andar ka mawali mat jaga