Lyrics: Nihal Bordoloi
Music: Nihal Bordoloi
Everybody really gonna f- with it
Cannot be the boy with the plug and I'm stuck with it
Can I get a buck with the notes, no luck with it
I can really ball on this pitch, no duck with it
And I got a shot at in the scene like I'm Gotti
Kinda like a free lift black Bugatti
But I wanna pipe this down like Scottie
Make it on my own like Rick and Morty
Rigor Mortis In the scene
We f- it up like Charlie Sheen
Always turning heads like Rachel Green
Flow be Geller clean
Deccan Rap just snapped back
No cap
Yeah **** the stat
We could bitch slap any city
A Demon, a Diamond, a Mob
Boy from the six
And a boy who gonna' f- up the matrix
Toy with the stuck up you hate this
Buck up we f- beliefs like an atheist
Journey of greatness, cannot evade this
You cannot rate this, you cannot fade this
Men on the line so skilled
This city gonna' blow like the nose of an A list
Red alert, musta heard, trust the word
Bust a rhyme, on the climb
Moving quick, blurry line, drive a stick
Ain't nobody else moving this quick
Like a merc keep it clean
Smoke a perc, tunnel vision, full precision
Comin up quick
Like Charles Leclerc
Everybody really gonna **** with it
Go get a tailor shit too tight
Leave no dirt when I surf this tide
Lift the bar like we Sallu bhai
Best served hot like cutting chai
Looking good like Aishwarya Rai
Let it rip like I'm Kai
Deccan rap takin strides
Everybody really gonna' f- with it
We finna web out what a site
Shit is sweet like a sprite
Eat up gigs like a byte
You're gonna' wanna' take this ride
Like I'm Zac, Brad, or Ryan
Man I won't even lie
Shit be better than those guys
Rigor Mortis In the scene
We f- it up like Charlie Sheen
Always turning heads like Rachel Green
Flow be Geller clean
Deccan Rap just snapped back
No cap
Yeah f- the stat
We could bitch slap
Any city
When I start it, they'd be all startled
Pardon me, I hit that throttle
Got In me, rap made me haunted
Guarantee, you will be jaunted
It's a pleasure for you to be
I'm the treasure for you to key
Putting pressure to get too deep
Fitting every syllable to get in with the beat
No spark, I'm fire, too dark and brighter
Got scars, a fighter, got bars, a writer
Bizarre, the rhyme, I go hard, all time
On par, my mind, too far my lines
Bread winner every time I got the wine
Bringing all the fire you need, I got the shine
Singing every single feel, I got the chime
Blinking when I get the heat? I got the eye
Too many fights, I need the peace
Too many crimes, I need no beasts
Too many riots, I need relief
Too many rhymes I need the beats
I got the pace, and I got the grace
So I rock the stage, and I got the rage
And I hawk my aim, I ain't locked with chains
So I'd drop the flame and then block your brains
Bringing everything that you need
Drop bars cuz that's how we bleed
Growing high, the greats are our weed
Feed on beats cuz it is our creed
Love my flow? know how I rhyme
Like a pro wrestling my mind
Then I get the time to hit the grind
No stopping that's how I ride (aye)
A spider, my tracks with many I's
Provider, filled in with many rhymes
No outsider, in this game, got many lives
Pro writer, curving parallel lines
Got designs I just love with the way I write
Too many kinds, love to twist and wind
Dressed to the nines, occasions every time
Too many spines, stand straight facing high
But I need Tamil, Telugu or Hindi"
I get what you need
I'll do it when I get feels
But I love what I do, so I'll do what I do
Accrue what we do, it's Nio Endo and your G