Surgical Hype

Shoot, pairon mein kichan dio Gaadi ka mode hai jo mode Bawe ya haddi de tod, fasli ki chhod OPD kidney ka fake tha, operation dekh toh Mujhko boliyo bro Ayy Baaton mein wazan hai ya maati chool tarazu mein toliyo bro Hype mein leri hai surgical knife toh pakkad tu inka fir kholiyo bro Bula le dalle ab beat pe yahan pe dekh wo batana jo bhi ho Katengi gardane jaise wo dekh toh jaise yeh patta koi gobhi ho Gando ko pata nahi dekhun kya kha chuke inki hai rozi le bro Ayy, yo, kabhi na wo kare mere kaam se karna Toh dekh tera bhai bahe jaise wo jharna Lauundo ko nahi pata dekho upar chadhna Dekho aata inko ya khauff se darna Zabaan ladkhada hai, chode fat-fat aahe Mujhe nahi pata tere ko kaun mar jaaye Freestyle kare tera bhai toh aukat se Toh dekh inki aukat hai wo wari jaye Ayy, Police 420, abhi dekho jaise 430 Mujhe nahi hai pata kehko baat na kare Dekho pakshon ki tune jaise wo shot ki Ayy, ah (Yeah) sabhi ko pata, (Yeah) sabhi ko pata, sabhi ko pata Anjaam nahi hai pata Bata kaun tod gaya, kaun yahan pe saga Abhi dekh jaise main aa Mera shant dimaag hai, launde khade hoke sune jaise rashtriya gaan hai Abhi dekho meri ye baatein bachaate Dekh jaise nahi launde ye toh ghar pe jaate Asliyat kaun, fake kaun yahan, fake Abhi tera bhai bane beat pe D-R-A-K-E Launde ya Oberoi bane ya Vivek Tera bhai dekh jaise kahe na wo, ah Meri locality, wo cality, dekho na loyalty Jaise royalty, royalty, mili nahi, politics chali nahi Gali mein kyun ab bali de tu [Male vocals] Ah Kameenay kyun, aankhon se nam hai tu Ab baatein jo kam baaton mein wazan hai sau Aa karunga bro, sun, ayy Phatu jaise dynamite, pura tight hai, ek side hai Multiply ka divide hai, main Divine, one day Grammy in hand Haqq se Emiway ka fan, success mil jaye ek baar Tab bhi na lunga chain, dur weham sabke jo bhidke raaste mein ghuste the Maal, ayy, haan, un sabka bhi (main toh kal navan) kal navan jeene ka tarika Nahi bakra bali ka main deta parisha Pani deta, main dil pe nahi rakhta ab koi andesha Hua jab se mujhko koi andesha ki main kuch kar sakta hoon Kuch ban sakta, karne laga uspe badhne laga Apni manzil ki taraf bhai chadhne laga Raasta khud banaya, roadmap pe nahi chala, Jab sab soye the, maine bhot kuch sambhala. Paseena aur mehnat, yeh mere zevar hain, Nakli logon ke toh bas kewal shor hain. Street se uttha, par dimag mein hai vishaal, Tere sapne chote, mere iraade bemisaal. Kheenchte hain photo, main kheenchta blueprint, Tu bolta hai kal, main kar raha abhi print. Jo dikhta hai, wohi nahi hota sach, Main bina dikhaye, rakh leta hoon match. Pathar pe likhi, mere koshish ki kahaani, Tu likhta status, main likhta zimmedaari. Ayy, zubaan pe shehad, par kaam mein aag, Jinhone chhoda beech, ab tak hain naraaz. Giraftaar nahi hoon kisi ke falsafe mein, Azaad parinda, udta apne aasmaaan mein. Yo.