Yeah, Let's go!

[Verse 1: Kidshot]
Jabhi mene bola tujhe kal tujhe hona hai safal teri Akkal badi, haan
Mujhe bhi na pata chala kab kaha mene punch maara meri bus chal padi, haan (Wu-woo)
Tujhme hai bas chhall bhari
Mere mashware leke teri dhadkan badi
Lena personally bete baate per son boli (Haa)
Tere beti mere peeche mene bas kiss kari
Isse pehle meri zindagi toh worst thi buddy (Haa)
First gear daalke wo bas thik kari
Mere Nazdik aake wo haske badi
Mеra bas meat khaake wo Haj pe chali
Kazbе me rasmo ki baand ke pudi
Hum jala dete maante na kiski bhi (Kiski bhi)
Phir jaan lete uski jo kaan bharta tera fhir maarlete whisky bhi
Beta mere bin, huh (Wu-woo)
Na pura hai ye scene, huh (Wu-woo)
Na hua hai ye ek raat me mere jazbaat me tha yakeen, huh
Thoda bhot mean (Thoda boht, thoda boht)
Thoda bhot chill (Thoda boht, thoda boht)
Aur bolunga me sach baat ye tera bas baap me bete chill (Brr)
Jo bhi tu bolega wo na kabhi me chununga
Me na kabhi bhi sununga tere gaane ye (Yea)
Laga wo karunga meto alag hi chalunga (Yea)
Teri Bandi Ko me lunga mere gaane me (Yeah)
Aur leke me ghumunga usse theke pe chumunga tu to baithe hi rahega bete jaane de (Yeah)
Label ko Karta na call back, jabhi wo bole mujhe tu gaane de
Logo ko bolu mujhe tu taane de
Taaki aur likh saku gaane me (Yeah, yeah)
Mera dhyaan ijjat hai paane mein
Tabhi nahi likhu tere jaise abhi gaane me
Mera plan (Yeah, yeah)
Kaafi hai alag
Kiya mene kaafhi grow gaye baaki ye latak
Hone waala hu me blow kabhi deta na me fuck
Copy kare mera flow, log dekhe bete sab (Brr)
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[Verse 2: Lazarus]
Yo!
I’m King Solomon
I conquer like the Ottomans and make the law and parliament
The problem that you caught up in
Is I am the product of people callin’ him Osama Bin and Taliban
I give it to you raw with no seasoning or condiments
Just drop it with the minerals and vitamins, too lit up for the firemen
You listening your mind’ll spin, so get the subtitles in
To get up to the height I’m on, on Burj Khalifa, swinging like I'm Spiderman
Steppin’ up to bat again, I rock it like Afridi
Knock it out the field, now I’m poppin' out your TV
Drop it like it’s easy, nobody eye could see me
I’m Pac and Nas and Weezy, Nawazuddin Siddique
Master like Aladdin to a gini
Poet like Allama, Ghalib teach me
Hungry like it’s Ramadan, so feed me
Another rapper’s head, and regard it as my Eidi
I’m from the gutter, I’m fin’ to cut up
Rappers tryin’ to copy but stutter, like me no other
Hit me but I drop you and smother, I been this butter
Since the video I shot up in Saddar, I’m burnin’ rubber
Born on Laylat-ul-Qadr, God bless my mother
Hustle till I lie in my kabar, got too much sabr
Every day I start with the Fajr, fight for my brothers, freedom and the rights of each other, all skin and color, and my flow sharp
Coming like a razor blade, I pave the way
Duck and dodge when they spray grenades, they hate my face
‘Cause I made it through the hate I faced, now face to face
With labels, I don’t take the bait, they make you fake
Sell you like a slave to trade, you may just say
Dr. Khan gonna save your day, but I drop vitals signs like Junaid Jamshed
Public enemy number one, Flavor Flav
Like Master P, I don’t got no limit
I’ma Godflow finish, a Picasso image
Unite Pak and India like out goes British
Survival of the fittest, I'm the top row in it
Let me kick it!
What I flow is sick and wicked, wick is lit, time bomb steady tickin’, all these critics wanna pick at, all my raps, when I spit it, only think you hear is crickets, like cricket, when Shoaib Akhter hits a wicket
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[Verse 3: Talhah Yunus]
Yeah, yeah
Bow down to the king, it’s my time now
Build kiya scene, mere ilm ka ab khae jao
Aag se jala den, Seedha maartay chammate, gaarhdengay salay
Kabhi mere saamne tou aao na!
Peet peeche mere baaten choday
Hotay chauray kiun ke abhi hath nai kholay
Khoon ye kholay magar inke daant nai torray
Qalam pistol, koray kaghaz rakh kar choray
Ye lafzon ka dal dal hai tere liye kankar hai
Manzar hi manzar hai tu chotay bandar hai
Lehren ye meri wo doobay samandar mai
Thanay bula rahay yaar mere andar hain
Konsi sarak tera sab kuch hi banjar hai
Dil tez dharakta hai inka is jungle mai
Bhookay hain kaafi ye bars ka phir langar hai
Manzar hi manzar hai, baahir aa na khandar se
Tech flow on a psycho beat
Meri rhymes codeine and I might go deep
Woh is kalla k diwanay, tabhi likhe itne gaanay
Mai na hota tou ye scene se hi ghayab hon jee!
Bulletproof jese Luke Cage
Letay ye shots jo guzre bhi na choo ke
Likhen jazbaat ye dil aise lootain
Mausam ye khaas, sab shohrat k bhookay
Phul liptay kaanton mai, ankhon hi ankhon mai
Karte woh baaten jo dunya samjha na saki
Taaray gin raaton mai, nafrat hai daghon se
Dil ko behlatay k aamad bari
Illzaam lagay kaafi par janay den
Andheray ye qaatil zamane ke
Aahat sunai de virane me
Haqiqat dhunde har fasanay me
Thehre hue hain khuda k isharay pe
Dunya nishanay pe, khud ko sambhale ve
Ghaafil bhi waaqif , woh kis ke saharay pe
Khud se kuch waaday, woh bhookay sirf chaaray ke
Labelon se banti nahi
Khud karu sab mai woh sanki sahi
Dharkanen tez saansen chalti rahi
Ankhen khol chotay tu hai meri ghalti nahi!
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