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Saal tha satra, pakda mujhe rap ne
Pyaar hua isse, anjaan main iss baat se
Rhyme thhe saare BS, faade papers haath se
Likhta raha likhta raha, Ab honge buss haadse

Ab tak likh chuka maine chaar paanch gaane
Jane na ye baat koi, buss close ones jaane
Bars ghume sirr mein, chaap dale saare
Rhymings se rising jaise Ajinkya Rahane

Listen to my bars, and my rhymings
I can shine brighter, yes I'm rising
Fighting the opps, even in the odds
PAR karu seema, with the freaking iron rods

Baseless launde saare, kare talk sh*t
Dil mein inka zeher, hai ye toxic
Level up hua, now I don't talk cheap
Spit kare sh*t ye, and I do talk sick

Rhymes mere inexact, par baatein saare backed by facts
Writing is fun, that's why fell in love with pen and pad
Khudka nhi likhta main, ye bolte thhe saare
Fingers on the lips, kyuki Arjee bhi padhare ab

Flow Arctic, jaise warfare magnum hai
Beat jab mirror dekhe, toh fir uska redrum (murder) hai
Nishane pe main hu, tabhi aim hai inka locked
Aim a**ist on, fir bhi aim karta choke

Karta rehta rolling (rollins), jaise Daniel Seth hu main
Karte ye patrolling jaise petrol ka rate hu main
My bars are getting hot like Nevada, yaani
Kalam mera garam, yaani Valley of Death hu main

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