Seedha Makeover

Lyrics

[Intro] Emiwayyy.. Come out to playyy.. [Verse] Itni bhi kya jaldi thi marne ki Tujhe shauk hai, auron ka borrow karne ki Fir bhi kar paya nahi spit, kyunki Shayad aadat hai tujhe swallow karne ki Femiway, ek saanp ke barabar Mera ek gaana tere 8 ke barabar Height teri chhoti, aata naak ke barabar Par rap tera lage, mere jhaat ke barabar Saale aag ke barabar, mera flow har bar Karoon barbad, tera pura sansaar Du seedha lalkaar jaise me hoon sarkaar Kholun tere chal baal, fadoon teri salwar Barbaadi kari mene har baari Teri manmani mujh pe na chal paari Kamaya tune ghanta ni, banna saala Ambani Sehta nahi drama main, main na koi Bhansali Ye hai seedha game over Karoon maar ke chapet tera make over Apne fans kho diye tune fake ho kar Main lambi paari ka khiladi, chote le le ja ke ek over Kholun jo bhi khaata, toh khatam karne ka waada, meri haar ka vichaar tere sapno me Gaana lage sada, koi na nata, apne lyrics se toh zyada aajkal dhyan deta tu kapdo pe Kafan me dafan hai tere saare armaan Chhoduga main zakham mere bhale haath baand Sachchai na hai hazam par meri baton me wazan, chhoo le charan, dharam hai rap, garam hai tapmaan Chaar foot saat tera naap, issi liye mere level pe kabhi na kar paya hai tu baat Puri karoon aas, tere kholun saare raaz Tu toh ghaans me ek saamp, chhote me hoon Baghbaan Hip Hop tune sambhala? Itna jhoot toh main expect ni karta Kyunki such baat ye hai Emiway Hip Hop me tujhe koi respect ni karta Hasste hai tujhpe bro Kabhi dekh facebook pe bro,, Aaj kal Tony James, pakde teri pony tail Aur bole tujhe fat fat jhookne ko Facts bro Ye toh saare facts bro Main hoon Gmail, tu toh lage fax bro Chaante maar ke bulwaoon tujhe sorry Jaise Tory Lanes ne bulwaya tere dost Dax ko Backstroke, maroon me beat me, dive maroon me geet me Tujhe Maloom tu weak hai, sirf gaano pe cheekhe Hum saaron se neehche Sindhoor kab daalogi tum baalon ke beech me? Peeche hatne waala ni, mujhe dikhata ujala ni Dilli se leke Dharavi, handle tu kar para ni Lagaya maine naara ni, fir bhi kabhi haara ni Diss ni nikala, kyunki tujh se likha jara ni Boloon me dubara ni, ab lagega bhandara bhi Lage tu harami, aur chhoda hai tune chara ni Par karunga main waada, rap pe jab aata K lagega zyaada, jaise beta ye Balaji Quality bars, you just want to be Russ You want to be hard, you want to be Em You want to be a star You just wanna be a wanna be, I wanna be apart See I've been around way before this clown, ever could rap, set a lyrical trap, critical mass, then I takeoff Now he tryna reply with that typical crap Smack his ass back, got his Umbilical wrapped around a chainsaw Don't ever fucking rap in English again, just sit and pretend, while I Pillage a villages of 10 with a militant pen, I am the illest of them You ain't making no sense i'm dropping lyrical gems Reply dene ka tujhme dum ni Vela hai akela, time kam ni Paltu nahi main hoon jungli Tu bakri jo sher ki pehnke gohoome chamri [Outro] K.R dollar sign, maloon hai naaaa Bajayenge, ye thak thak karenge toh fatke bhi khayenge