Days like this you wanted me to be like me
Mixed personalities, don't know what made me
Tired attires I wear cuz you plead
Don't fuck with your function could you please?
Keep us apart, keep a hand on my bars
One foot outside so you know where I'm from
Take a man out his bush but the roots never fail
You know where I'm from, you know how it spell
J to the H to the A to the R
Land of the bush and the crooks and facades
Hate to leave but you know I got plans
Bet my momma vacay better in France
Hope she would wake me 'fore my last dance
Share conversations that we never had
Give some advice that is way over due
Talk out our problems like we really knew
Talk out our problems like we really knew
We at each our throats if it wasn't for you
Dad been suspicious of things he don't own
We at each our throats know it's all love
Fuck around, catch a body in the street
You don't really want this beef
Kill like us, pick a different breed
You don't really want this beef
I done lost a whole lot past week
More like since 2014
True bhakt never loosing his sleep
Too fucked to know what is real
Let me talk my shit 'fore I blow up
Amit Shah thugged out like Tupac
When they come for me, you will know why
Either for loud ass beat or being pro choice
Play Rebecca Black at my funeral
(Friday) uh, beautiful
Your parables are not comparable
Jharkhand the land of hysteria
We did this shit way before all of you
We go thru the worse before all of you
I followed the curse but I'm prodigal
Came back like the son of Nazareth
Broke man meal taste better when you rich
Overdosed on the same concepts of the past
Entry fee for the democracy
Knowing well they ain't for everybody at large
Everybody get loud
Everybody get loud
Fuck where you from
Everybody get loud