[Verse 1: Ghost Status]
Eh yo, I'm a man on a mission
Hustlin up, elevating the hip hop religion
Free soul, ask no permission, keep it moving
Avoid the collision
I see through fake thugs, cyclops with my vision
I'm in the lyrical game with no spiritual aim
No fictional game, rap with criminal acclaim
Its G, spitting the mythical flame, getting high!
Laughing at every rapper saying syllables lame
See my written's sophisticated
Wild freestyles never domesticated
It's the East-Side Globetrotter
Straight tsunami no backwaters, straight slaughter
In rap no law is the order
Witness the young rebel, the young devil
Get slapped with the bass, don't worry about the treble
Anyhow, ease the tension legalize the leaf
Hang the rapists and free the thief
I'm tired of this world and the make belief
A homie that shares his kush is a homie to keep
A homie with two faces is a phony to bleed
The world's in front of you, what you wanna believe?
A new era of rap from the streets to the geeks
Everybody wanna listen, well listen, fakeness ain't forgiven
Shout out to reals, what up Nineteen47
Mad tokes and mad smokes, I guess this cloud's heaven
Its your boy Ghost New Delhi reppin'
Third world, Grab your weapon
[Verse 2: Knuckle Dusta]
Jindagi ek saza kya khoya kya paya
Tere hisse ka paap tune khud hi kamaya
Chune raste jispe shaitan ki thi chaya
Kale khayal kali raat ka main saya
Ayaa leke hip hop ki ye maya
Dehli via cal apne logon ko saath laya
N kids go to school just play yo part ryda
Don't waste yo time cuz theres devil in every mind
I'm on a different level look everytime
I might sound like a potential felon in every line i spit
Though i spat venom everytime i did
Don't get mad sit back n just rewind this shit
Cuz the rhymes i supply for u to get high
Or for u to realize what its life
When its 9 to 5 n grind with time till its time to die
Or imma find a nine n dine with crime keeping ma pride as high
N aim at the brain unframe let the thang bang yo face outta place
Let the fame go to waste n u praying with yo faith
In god n hoping you not playing with yo fate
Call me raw when i say I'm just sayin n u ain't
Fuck it friends n critics i don't make no sence now ain't it?
But shit its a minute but i fill till it spills n i spit it infinite
And my skills kill it still
Shit is no gimick and will still is real
Get it ya bitches
Last word ain't for the ladies, I love y'all
Knuckle Dusta, third world waddup!
[Verse 3: Panini]
Now I ain't passing out bro I'm just exam passing
Ain't nothing close to my orbit, even this Damn planet
Your stupid raps are going down like my pants sagging
And they reveal the ass behind them
And you dont get the mindset cause they mindless
These whack rappers stay whack bro they don't even mind us
We creating history every time you rewind us
So unless you the audience you gonna stay behind us
Now what's the chances of your being dead?
Toss a coin only tails cause I sliced all the heads
You kings and Queens played out like the cards of my deck
Animal instincts, I smell something wrong with the vets
I outshine you, and now your future doesn't seem bright
Trust nobody like the Delhi traffic green lights
I did it, before they started to believe
Kept it original, did it without the Nikes on my feet uh
You ain't ready for what I'm headed for
Illuninate the whole scene with my heart
King of the metaphors, call me Tony stark in the dark
Came here just to pour my heart in these bars.,
Yea, and there's things I don't plan to be
They talk about their favorites, I'm all about my family
And this goes out to everyone that bothering me
To every fake ass bully who should be honoring Me
What goes around comes around and you gotta believe
Now that's a circle, I'm working on Making corners bleed
I'm nasty but I keep it clean, don't you trust me?
White tees, white sneaks and none for the blood stains
[Verse 4: Rawal]
My ill mind is a skill mine if you dig it
How I kill time? I chill spines I'm off the limits
I'm out of the box I'm out of the locks
I have the keys, you can't chain me
I'm one of a kind, so don't compare me
When you need maxi pads to stay free
When I'm rhyming I'm an operah artist
Singing my lungs out
You're like miley Cyrus sticking with her tongue out
Corny. Attention seeking whores, y'all horny
But I just do it for the music, I abuse it
Put my foot in 'solely' if the shoe fits
My mind is my new hits
So fuck you and your new kicks
Its all about the hip hop
Fuck them big shoes I can do this in my flip flops
Stupid rappers count your seconds, tick tock
Why you wearing green pants and a pink top? I'm in shock. Yeah
And why you call me homie? when you don't know me
You a phony. Your girl wanna blow me when she feeling lonely
One and I'm the only. Best believe it
Been in troubled waters, now im sea sick
And these days bitches give it up if he's rich
Money is god
Rap is religion
Every single track killing beats with precision
Listen so don't you be pissing me off
By saying that delhi is gonna be soft
It's gonna be the opposite of what you think
Me and my brothers we onto some new things
Cuz I got so many flows that are bound to explode
Call me the ocean
Dark like the night and I'm sipping my potion
I'm way out of sight, so don't you be stressing me
My mind is cooking up rhymes so many recipes
Rest in peace
To everyone who don't believe in my plan
All of you dead to me
What do you know anyway?
You never mean what you say
And I do it cuz I love it
They telling me that I ain't gonna make it, I'm like fuck it
I just wanna be free
And maybe we can all win
But only if we believe
[Verse 5: dM]
This is capital rap, a practical fact
Y'all ain't never came first, we're the seminal cats
No right fit jeans and I ain't fucking with trap
If you don't live my city's scene your assumptions are whack
A change of stance, this ain't the peace corps, this is Armageddon
Toe the line or walk against where karma's headed
The underground is craving harder records
We beat the case, reasonable doubt, Shawn Carter, check it
Mama's blessings, adversaries ex-communicated
Damn he's sick but just fuck him that is the sound of haters
Pay attention, listen up all you blind folks
Even the odds, I'mma kill y'all with eyes closed
Nas is god, I'm more like Caesar my G
My die admist a little bit of controversy
There'll be a war among commons to keep pieces of me
Blood is in the site only the righteous can breathe
I'm like Moses when I'm splitting MCs
Hell-fire, every burning soul is screaming for peace
I don't claim to be the sickest just the leader of breed
Reviving hip hop while her heartbeat is feeble and weak
We are the guardians of the city that's the hardest
Rappers are dust mites brushed under the carpet
All you fake rappers sold out trying to market
Stones at your glass house you one track artist!
[Verse 6: MC Heam]
Umar meri 25,soch hai ye 60 wali
Kathputli hum aur upar wala apna malik
Kehtey hai aap aiesa ,mantey hai aap aiesa,fir kaun kya hai paisa
Jiski kartey hai,pooja
Mai ucha wo nicha,khun nahi laal inka
Ek bhuka dekha mainey ,muka thuka khatey hue,jor se chilatey hue,ek
Din saitan ke,sau din insan ke,karo mehnat aaj warna bad me
Pachtaogey
Waqt hai dhua isey naa samet paogey,kosogey naseeb ko,dimag se garib
Jo,karm se fakeer jo,bhikh me ye seekh loo,karogey bura to bhugtogey
Bura
Kyuki apna kia ,ata apney sir pe
Zindagi safar ye,dukh ki sadak pe,darna na,pichey hatna na,kabu rakhna
Haa josh hosh
Fir tu soch lakshaya ki,dil pe bojh jo bhi hoo
Bhul ja mushkura kyuki jeena isi ka naam hai
Ati jaati pareshanio ki chataan hai,inhey chirna seekh tu...
