[Verse1: T. Zed]
Uh
Always been hated
They rejected I created
Flow the sickest undebated
Bitch Im talkin’ from a pavement
It’s long awaited Me and Niz on a track
Got ma G Zeo spittin’ bars on top of that (Look)
Fuck the society Fuck these norms
These motherfuckers killin’ dreams of every forms
Killin students in dorms, then they tell us to stay calm
Can’t feed the poor but we got money spend on these arms
Saw ma brother gettin killed off a football match
Rappers say they had to strugglе but their stories nevеr match
I’m gonn pass this shit to Niz gotta kill another track
Disrespect me and see how your head gets detached
[Verse2: Nizam Rabby]
Mostiske neyna jaega karon verse amar koilash
Dui chokh faki dile tin number ta koy tui koi jas?
Kaane Bone Thugs, jopi rudhrakhs- bohurupi chupchap
Khepa kheple oshur er nai maaf!
Trioshkare tilok kopale lepe dariye
Porushkrito kori ajo puro manob jaatike
Papi ke rakhi ba dike, Jota te sajiye
Tandov nitto chalai prio damru ta bajiye
Nei adi onto- oti binomro
Onotibilombe hobi dhongso, vashabe sagor proshanto
Oshanto ei chitto niye boka bojha jae na!
Dhoka diye jae nij protibimbo ar tor ayena
Ne choron dhuli- kolom khuli, kolongko guli-
Prokash kori gaane dhyan e mogno shopto rishi
Shobdo choddobeshi karo choke vogoban
Karo chokhe chani pora tara kore opoman
[Verse3: Zeo Zeonardo]
A thousand shards of broken glass is what im stepping in
Keep the pace no settling
Distance running and peddling
More deeper than I’ve ever been
Lyrics are ahead yo its O E Z and im levelling
Backwards read the lettering
Viral from the get go
No idol i set tone
In a league im on my own
When i want rivals i make clones
Its my time i said so
I write like lights pen wrote
When i write i take soul
Like i write thy death note
No red salt float play flows
MC's who make those
Can’t walk in my shoes stick to pedicures and paint toes
Dj's won’t play man so i call them ''A'' holes
Wanna sleep on me stay undercover like a police man in plain clothes
On the beat again
Sick with bars elite with pen
Smash the rhymes and heat events
Rap and Grime or EDM
My lyrics i believe in them
In the blood i breathe i have to making from music
Im counting on it like the BPM
Uh
Always been hated
They rejected I created
Flow the sickest undebated
Bitch Im talkin’ from a pavement
It’s long awaited Me and Niz on a track
Got ma G Zeo spittin’ bars on top of that (Look)
Fuck the society Fuck these norms
These motherfuckers killin’ dreams of every forms
Killin students in dorms, then they tell us to stay calm
Can’t feed the poor but we got money spend on these arms
Saw ma brother gettin killed off a football match
Rappers say they had to strugglе but their stories nevеr match
I’m gonn pass this shit to Niz gotta kill another track
Disrespect me and see how your head gets detached
[Verse2: Nizam Rabby]
Mostiske neyna jaega karon verse amar koilash
Dui chokh faki dile tin number ta koy tui koi jas?
Kaane Bone Thugs, jopi rudhrakhs- bohurupi chupchap
Khepa kheple oshur er nai maaf!
Trioshkare tilok kopale lepe dariye
Porushkrito kori ajo puro manob jaatike
Papi ke rakhi ba dike, Jota te sajiye
Tandov nitto chalai prio damru ta bajiye
Nei adi onto- oti binomro
Onotibilombe hobi dhongso, vashabe sagor proshanto
Oshanto ei chitto niye boka bojha jae na!
Dhoka diye jae nij protibimbo ar tor ayena
Ne choron dhuli- kolom khuli, kolongko guli-
Prokash kori gaane dhyan e mogno shopto rishi
Shobdo choddobeshi karo choke vogoban
Karo chokhe chani pora tara kore opoman
[Verse3: Zeo Zeonardo]
A thousand shards of broken glass is what im stepping in
Keep the pace no settling
Distance running and peddling
More deeper than I’ve ever been
Lyrics are ahead yo its O E Z and im levelling
Backwards read the lettering
Viral from the get go
No idol i set tone
In a league im on my own
When i want rivals i make clones
Its my time i said so
I write like lights pen wrote
When i write i take soul
Like i write thy death note
No red salt float play flows
MC's who make those
Can’t walk in my shoes stick to pedicures and paint toes
Dj's won’t play man so i call them ''A'' holes
Wanna sleep on me stay undercover like a police man in plain clothes
On the beat again
Sick with bars elite with pen
Smash the rhymes and heat events
Rap and Grime or EDM
My lyrics i believe in them
In the blood i breathe i have to making from music
Im counting on it like the BPM
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