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Nakli Messiah

Mila ek hip hop ka massiha
Diwhake se laga ye banda nakli nahi tha

Toh maine bhi dil ko milake
Kar diye wade, beat tu free mai hi lejaa

Commitment rakhi maine, man of my words
Isse limelight dikhi aur ye bhool gaya sab

Fizool gayi mehnat jo kari tere studio mai
Contract aaya toh woh baat diya gudio mai
Meethi churio se meetha tu, na seekha kya buzurgo se
Leader bana firta hai tu in zinda murdo mai
Aur naam ke liye chaate inki tu ghutno pe

Guzroge meri situation se
Tu label se toh kya hua
Asli laate hum table pe
Talwe chate tune fame ke liye
Bhool gaya apne krew ko hi
Dhool pade teri aisi drishti pe

Tum jaise ko toh janta janche
Hum bhi paagal jo jhaasen mai aa gye

Par dil samajh gaya politics jo tune kheli
Raaton raat krew gaya bhaad mai deal tune leli

Solo, ye chahta sab isi ka naam bolo
Khol dun tere saare raaz isse pehle khudko dholo

Fir bhi gandigi tere dil mai jammi
Tu real nhi, hai tu paise ka dummy

Shohrat ke liye bik bhi jayega jaise aurat
Majboori banati hain logo ko bhadak

Par teri kya excuse hai
Pehle se udda fuse hai
Woh loose, khilake tujhe ghoos
Foota mood, dikha paise toh badla tune route
Chod diya peeche unko bhi jinke tu sang deta mutt

Khulli chhoot dun, kar le jo karna
Khatarnaak beat pe tu londa nahi jachta
Chup chup kar apno ko hi diss tu karta
Fir unse hi kehta paaji ek track toh kar jaa
What the fuck?
Ye umeed nahi thi tujhse
Jeeta mai real life? Huh?

Jeeta mai real life. Huh

Nakli Messiah

Here's a hip hop messiah
I was deceived, this guy wasn't fake

So I opened up my heart
And made promises, you can take this beat for free

I stayed true to my commitment, man of my word
He got famous and forgot about it all

The hard work in your studio was all for nothing
When the contract came, he spoke of it in the sewers
Never learned from your elders, sugar-talker
Leading these zombies around
And for fame, you'll bow down to them

You'll find yourself in my situation
Big label or not
We bring the real heat to the table
You kissed the ground for your fame
Forgot about your own crew
May your vision be cursed with blindness

People see right through your kind
We were foolish to have trusted you

But my heart understood your sneaky politics
You left your crew in the lurch when you got the deal

Solo, all you want is your name out there
I'll expose all your secrets, so clean yourself up

Your heart is still dirty
You're not real, you're just a money-hungry dummy

You'll sell yourself like a woman for fame
Desperation makes people do crazy things

But what's your excuse?
Your temper's already bad
A loser, you accepted the bribe
Changed your tune once you saw money
Abandoned the ones you used to piss on

I'll give you a free pass, go ahead and do whatever
You can't handle this dangerous beat, boy
You diss your own people in secret
And then beg them for a track
What the fuck?
I never expected this from you
Did I win in real life? Huh?

Did I win in real life? Huh?