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[Verse 1: Encore ABJ]
The pain starts to hurt
Assurance becomes relief
All the superstitions shatter
And everybody bows down and respectfully says “seedhe maut namastute (namaste)”
Degenerate non believers
Get turned to believers when I grace them with my presence
I'm not a god at all
When I open my mouth they all call me a demon
I'm not plastic, Listen only to Pac
Sick rappers I be giving thеm prep talks
But they still toxic
They still noxious
Gavе a ted talk they be still watching tik toks
What am I to do, I'm just out here in the club startin’ up a mosh pit
These boys tryna plot But I'm like karl marx
Prophet, never chase a profit
Falling like a comet
Left earth just landed on the moon, so
My stars are aligned differently
I beat you up, shanidaan. Listen to me lil kid
Your face is a bad omen
People who keep money in their heart
Keep dying from the heart bit by bit
Got your eyes wet
You’re poor from the heart
You don't keep a price tag on happiness
Their fakeness shines through when you’re next to us
They are never honest
But nevermind you can't talk sense into those who refuse to listen
Never stood for handouts , I worked my ass off and then grabbed the money by its collar
Bae got me feeling disrespected
Had to tighten up my bolts without a screwdriver
On a flyer with MGK we done laced up
These lil boys are just fly We Way Up
Whoever wants to go can leave don’t wait up
They running leg-backwards Like a ghos
This hand doesn't stop I be smoking the pen taking drags off it
Pro at being intoxicated
Welcome to my profession
[Verse 2: Calm]
ABJ asked me to calm down
I calmed down and said whoo sa (PSYCH)
You get scared when you hear our name like Yakuza
No mercy, everybody will be humiliated at our feet today
They’ll be reduced to dust today
Once the hunt is finished we’ll start heating up the stove
I can cook a Michelin star meal like Chef Khanna
I’ll give you the recipe to my curry
These boys are out here scheming
Even we know how to play these little games
They’re happy blowing up their smoke bombs
We’ve got bombs that the world can’t ignore
Some people close to us are snakes
Their words are sweet But they’re jealous of our success
They say they’re with us But they don’t wish to see us happy
Street dogs are more loyal than them
They don’t bite. They wag their tail when they see us
They only have one trick up their sleeves
They ask us how will we we earn from rap
My sneakers are more expensive than their rent
These wannabes live off their Dad’s pension
They live without stress and bite their rhymes off someone else’s pen
Why should we listen to anyone else when it was the two of us who got us to such heights?
Your clout can suck my dick
They only know how to take shortcuts while chasing the prize
Since birth
I’ve lived by the code Seedhe Maut
These noobs These whack kids
If I had my way I’d eat them alive
Now who dares To challenge us
Come to our school and we’ll teach you a lesson