[Intro - Adil Omar]

I see the bright lights
I see the stage and I walk over to it
Hear the crowd, and it's getting kinda loud
And I think to myself that I'm really gonna do it
Actually, I'm gonna hand this over to Riz
Ayo, Riz MC, show them how it should be done


[Riz MC]

I don't usually do collabs, why?
That's an F.A.Q., like Khan, I nuke the lab
I don't rap with that stupid swag
But this tune was bad, now we're on a roll like two kebabs
The flow's brown, the music's black
What do we do with that, catch you two abusing stacks
Leave people all confused that there's two Pakistanis rapping
They were expecting Tupac

[Adil Omar]

The baddest rhymer takes a step in the cypher of death
The vocal loud like I was born with a mic in my chest
My squad rowdy, let 'em know we ain't fighting unless
You wanna take it outside, then boom, let the lightning hit
My outlaws sure as hell ain't stoppin'
Plus we end your operation like your name's Jay Dobyns
We're eating hearty till there's no beef after
Son, I roll with MCs and I don't mean rappers neither
[Riz MC]

No beef or gold teeth, we don't roll deep
That molds the leash for joke sheep
I go deep, but I don't pose
Show offs keep their mask on, I throw it off to show me

[Adil Omar]

Sleeper cell rap music three lions produced in a lab
The razor sharp flow could even cut a cupid in half
You could ask me and Riz what we could do to a track
Or say 'hello' to Qureshi in 3, 2, 1


[Talal Qureshi Bridge]


[Outro - Bobby Friction]

I have a vision, Talal DJing at the Tal Mahal
Riz remaking Namak Halaal, and Adil living 1000 saal

I see the weapon, Govinda's trigger finger
Shoot the gun, see the sun get bigger
Astronaut Sufis drinking nasha from the river
Your drones get quicker, plus the mind gets sicker
Artificial, Bollywood intelligence
Robot politics, showing their beligerrence
Spears are words, spreading forth our dilligence
Shalwar assassins, cloaking up our innocence
Tear down the link, Rekha's a cyborg
Abida is Qawwali, and Prabhu's a demigod
Noor Jehan's face with dancing swords
Slicing up the truth with psychedelic spinal chords
Tearing down the line of control one bar at a time
Tearing down the line of control using the love in my soul
Lahore's getting lucid, and New Delhi's on time