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Maine raasta woh chuna jahaan aainein nhi Tab bhi jaanta chehre aur kaaide bhi Jahaan bhi gaya banaayi khud ki sadkein Pata kaante hataane ye aayenge nhi Par hai gamm nai, inhein mera shukriya Agar aate to meri naa khulti aankh Dimaag kiya thanda and froze my heart And thank myself for going through it all And I find myself being sick for days When I found myself being sick for papers Aaj ke din bhi, I'm sick of them Though I'm high, hoon room mein all the way up When I write bars, feels pandemic Feels blue through my anatomy I've never but my breaks've failed They under toes, yet I'll handlе them … I wasn't born for winning Mai har naye din bhatkhu raasta But I kept on drеaming Bina jaane unke anjaam haan They did count me a sinner Kare intezaar meri haar ka Kabhi thamna nhi sika Aur served inhein aaj mera saga … My flows so cold, they icy hot Get me on mic, aaye crises laut Homicide sh*t, wo tujhme naa baat When I arm myself, ho knives hi short Play me and i bring dicey bars They meet and I make it their final chance Log itne udte aaj kal Looking down on sky, feels migration You can get away, never over me Doobe wave mein, i got folders 3 They spineless so ain't unfoldable I'm so tough, hai kaam ki nhi soldering So cold, feels (that) I ain't got soul in me It's heart, i've laid up on paper Never fixing, (I'm) such a broken being And look at me, it ain't vapor ... I wasn't born for winning Mai har naye din bhatkhu raasta But I kept on dreaming Bina jaane unke anjaam haan They did count me a sinner Intezaar meri haar ka Kabhi thamna nhi sikha Aur served inhein aaj mera saga … I'm cool, like it's antarctic These serpents kinda got my pen toxic If you up, then imma confront on chest The period's mine, I'm the end of them But I don't talk to them, they corny I frame tales, no stories They meet me and they apologize Fir (inke) graves pe I say I'm sorry My picture's too large, kaafi canvas nai Faasley ye bade hain, enormously I'm nowhere close to them Kyunki mujh tak oonche hai standards nai Look, they ain't one to talk Cuz children got no say My bars makin' 'em wet beds Gotta shower them with the bays I'm sorry for these wet lines Tabhi inke bante hain grip nai I let them people all slip down Fir ho iss wave mein immerse kahin ... I wasn't born for winning Mai har naye din bhatkhu raasta But I kept on dreaming Bina jaane unke anjaam haan They did count me a sinner Kare intezaar meri haar ka Kabhi thamna nhi sika Aur served inhein aaj mera saga ...
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