NARAYANAPURAM

Who, yeah
22 and Zilly, What the fuck

Fuck all these neighbors on my street they get so wack Ananthanarayanapuram making me spit some facts
Competition here going to make people stab you in the back (Stab,stab,stab)
I got a couple deep wounds, I don't think you want that
This an old school community no thinking out the box
Tried to make me a doctor now
I am a fucking walking corpse
All these Fakes stuck like locusts, yeah feeding on your crop
If life's a pit stop, I'm taking my time so piss off
Your flirt game so bad she don't even wanna go down
If you do that here well your future is a rundown
I'm from the town where them girls all tied up
The sad part is half of us is still locking em up

We eat more beef than we causing
And we worshipping cows who don't know even what the fucks happening Motherfucking false prophets nothing more than mannequins
We all got fucked up by this caste creed system

Uhh
Run run if you faking in the name of religion
Cause Zilly hunting you yeah with that Glock 17
Put a bullet in your head like religion don't mean nothing
If you feed of the poor, yeah you're worse than Satan
Fuck you in the face, I'm the fucking Armageddon
Just to put my mind at ease, I try keep on blazing
Just to bring peace yeah, all these blunts we blazing
This whole place make me feel like I'm stuck in the matrix
I don't want to be a Neo when I drip like a John Wick
All these Thirumenikal making me look like a zombie
In fact they're the ones proving they aren't in for a change
Where the fuck did you even study to become a fucking sage, what?

Aye, uh, aye
Nara yana puram over
These bars taste like dosa with the legendary sambhar
I'm grinding the same way that
I grinded my batter
Cooked some good shit up just to feed your hunger
Don't come out in saree, you might just feed their hunger
And all they want you to do is succumb under their pressure
My piece of advice to you would be to not think they love you
But rather they just want you
Not the girls alone the boys too
Counterfeit rappers too much too much in the scene
Demonetize you all like Modi in 2016
I was searching around for features
The way you search around for your history
Thought I needed disorder but mental needed me
Fuck this I'm about to knock you out like Apollo Creed
Critical bars like a spiked up ECG
Bring beef at my doorstep my wrath be worse than Nandi
Rap scene trying to swerve away from my analogy

Now I know you aren't hard enough to be with B6Z
Stay the fuck away, I won't give you an easy peace
All that cheddar make me look like I am Ratatouille
What (Cheddar, Cheddar, Cheddar) Ratatouille, What
Aye, Narayanapuram represent Zillionglare
Aye
22
22onEM gonna fuck you up bitch



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Writer(s): Sarath Venu
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