Top of the Food Chain
We're at top of the food chain
Bandiya dekh bole "dayum"
Pasa palat check mate
Chhote tu predictable har baari baje tu same
Shame, vohi plain way, lend, lame, rap
Chee! Regret couldn't stop your father
'Fore he 'came'
*COUGHS* Maine randomly khaans diya
Fir bhi, It ryhmes and bangs
Iss game ke household names
Ke liye GC too much
Jise koi kar sakta ni tame
Pop-Pop, frontal lobe farsh pe
Neeche dekh, I blew your brains
We finna be a pain
You cannot contain
Contami-nated flows yeh
Rad as fuck, hum Insane
Dekhi ja ek hi rhyme scheme me
Assi krna rain
Vashikaran haan main
I feel like I'm closer to god, Hain?
Marne ka scene hai
Nazdeek mean mera ki mera tod do coff-in
Mainly, I'm over the top, chain ke
Ab khud hi to dekhlo overly trained
Sophisti-cated ke before tum
Softies kahin ke kahan tak tikte
Rap game often opens dwaar to HELL
Par duniya change munniyon ke liye
Karne ka MAIN
Zyada shaunk ni rkhta
Then its obviously mera PLAN ki
Mundiyon ko chhupaun chain se
Mere sar pe juun ni rengti
Mera sar renge juun pe, AND
I don't care meri position ka
Preposition hai ki ni duniya me
Grammatically
NEVER GONNA END
Never gonna bend, Temper ho rha bad
Shoshan de openly
Mere kol jo pen roz dard de
Raven main, Bhule na tu name
Bad omen de do pal me vocal range
Your luck failed
Roman Reigns jaise
Main spear dun stomach pe
Low pulse rate
You're dead in 4 minutes, 100 percent
Toddler brain tera, Tu Gordon, Main local train
Choo lo tum level yeh, hopless aim
Bhoolo na, Pebble tum, Bete! Main Mt. Everest
Opposite aana mat, Satan ka doppelgang-
-Er, More evil I"ll kill you, Oath solemn
I'll write my own script to hall of fame
Wall of pain ka hai tu permanent owner,mate
Honour great tera, I offered you torturing
Properly kru, Professional main prodigy
Flow tight itna karun sab pussy fail
Banda Tu chep bada, Tera hal uzi-nade
Kare hallucinate
Bande jab doobie ke nashe me
Kaatu me gala rakh chhuri blade
Pussy dekh ladke ye choosey dekh, doori dekh
Rhymes yeh chalti hain jaise ram poori dekh
Agar tu sher to shera shah suri dekh
Le saade uzi dekh
Karun pretend yeh saint main, rent pe, tent me
Dent hai paint me, cents hai
Shirt par scent hai
Bent hai Trent hai bolt to jeet present hai
100 percent hai
No repent, aye! flow descent hai
Lobh frequent hai galat accent hai
Har event pe bol ke send hai, trend hai, end hai
And ye, end hai aaye
Hogaya kya faint tu? Shyko ke flow se
Abhi to bacha hai, hanged to death
Rap game bhi degi ni tujhko, Offend mat ho
Arey! tere pe nai haiga consent
Saare hain glad, bad,mad lads pad pe
No paid ad, Sad dad ab to hai
Aid cab, chad, jazz, K dot
Fake kon? Yahan lagey sabhi same same
Bland, plain, sookhe feke gang signs
G-thang, maara maari karne waale
Aadhe se zyada pehne yeh G-strings haha
Kaatu gala ab jale tere fame
Naanchak chale sabhi dikhe mujhe same
Bakre ke jaise me karta halal
Bhaaisaab kardenge bunde hum fail
Ballu khalnayak sa houn farar, Hoti ni bail
Pallu me chhup jaake laal, maayi ke
Bande hum gc ke saare bawal
Fooke hum bando ki beech ki fooke naa maal
Karta phir jaa k tu mail
Bhen ke bhaide me maaru main jaise tu Bane
Bande hum gc ke fatt ke nikle
Jaise bruce wayne
Side me deke hum goli pe goli
Phir nikle hum DHAID se jaise koi plane
GC waale saare bande denge tujhe pel
City maare din dahade, flow lage gel
Pel ke beato ko gaano me daale hum tel
Guddi ko rakhe sab faad ke
Fuddi me daale phir pain
Daad pe chaante lapete chapete me aate ye
Bande khujate, Nikali thi mene vo chain
Kutte daba ke bhagaye the maine
Jab kiye the qaid hogi jab sale
Nayi wali lane
Bande saare same
Nahi koi tamed
Kare nahi blame
Fuck them ok?
Tight mera aim
Going to japan
In my van
Doori se thuku toh mathe mei ched main
Karun unke jinki neeyat fareb hai
Sunkar ke swazey hone wale launde
Gaano mei bole ki battle ki wait hai
Weeeee
Are apex de munde bola tune lame hai?
Sab saale same hai?
Galat bitch asal me tu jizz, shit stain hai
Same hai, HAHAHA
Nahi nahi nahi
Teri wrong approach hai jo soche tu
Baaki se tezz
Wahi wahi wahi
Kehna chahra ki you can't even beat me
With all these of lame
Rhyme schemes
Ghiste pite Wordplays
So, Bhai ji
Thoda dhang se tu dekh
Ki kisse bhidra, Chhode na hum ek
Bhi mauka jisse launde bach sake
Hmm! Kare ya to checkmate
Ya stalemate
Haare na tere jeso ke tarah
Basic shit de naal ni karde procreate
Inappropriate, I won't be late
To steal your plate
Namastute
Sabhi gentlemen
Kehte har kisi ko taaki sab gussel
Wale mijaaz ko side me fek
Tode recorder deke one take
Assi karna rain, ek hi rhyme scheme me
Hum saare insane rad as fuck
Con-tam-in-ated flows ye
Kaise kare contain jab saare bande pain
Farsh pe dekh, Blew your brains
Un-tamable, too much ye GC ke bande
Is Game ke household names pe
Rhymes and bangs *coughs*
Maine khans diya randomly
Gaya first verse poora reverse me
Unpredictable hai ki nai?
Teri har chaal vohi same
Vohi Rap lame, shame
Pasa palat checkmate
Bandiya dekhe, boli dayumm
We are at top of the
Food chain
Bandiya dekh bole "dayum"
Pasa palat check mate
Chhote tu predictable har baari baje tu same
Shame, vohi plain way, lend, lame, rap
Chee! Regret couldn't stop your father
'Fore he 'came'
*COUGHS* Maine randomly khaans diya
Fir bhi, It ryhmes and bangs
Iss game ke household names
Ke liye GC too much
Jise koi kar sakta ni tame
Pop-Pop, frontal lobe farsh pe
Neeche dekh, I blew your brains
We finna be a pain
You cannot contain
Contami-nated flows yeh
Rad as fuck, hum Insane
Dekhi ja ek hi rhyme scheme me
Assi krna rain
Vashikaran haan main
I feel like I'm closer to god, Hain?
Marne ka scene hai
Nazdeek mean mera ki mera tod do coff-in
Mainly, I'm over the top, chain ke
Ab khud hi to dekhlo overly trained
Sophisti-cated ke before tum
Softies kahin ke kahan tak tikte
Rap game often opens dwaar to HELL
Par duniya change munniyon ke liye
Karne ka MAIN
Zyada shaunk ni rkhta
Then its obviously mera PLAN ki
Mundiyon ko chhupaun chain se
Mere sar pe juun ni rengti
Mera sar renge juun pe, AND
I don't care meri position ka
Preposition hai ki ni duniya me
Grammatically
NEVER GONNA END
Never gonna bend, Temper ho rha bad
Shoshan de openly
Mere kol jo pen roz dard de
Raven main, Bhule na tu name
Bad omen de do pal me vocal range
Your luck failed
Roman Reigns jaise
Main spear dun stomach pe
Low pulse rate
You're dead in 4 minutes, 100 percent
Toddler brain tera, Tu Gordon, Main local train
Choo lo tum level yeh, hopless aim
Bhoolo na, Pebble tum, Bete! Main Mt. Everest
Opposite aana mat, Satan ka doppelgang-
-Er, More evil I"ll kill you, Oath solemn
I'll write my own script to hall of fame
Wall of pain ka hai tu permanent owner,mate
Honour great tera, I offered you torturing
Properly kru, Professional main prodigy
Flow tight itna karun sab pussy fail
Banda Tu chep bada, Tera hal uzi-nade
Kare hallucinate
Bande jab doobie ke nashe me
Kaatu me gala rakh chhuri blade
Pussy dekh ladke ye choosey dekh, doori dekh
Rhymes yeh chalti hain jaise ram poori dekh
Agar tu sher to shera shah suri dekh
Le saade uzi dekh
Karun pretend yeh saint main, rent pe, tent me
Dent hai paint me, cents hai
Shirt par scent hai
Bent hai Trent hai bolt to jeet present hai
100 percent hai
No repent, aye! flow descent hai
Lobh frequent hai galat accent hai
Har event pe bol ke send hai, trend hai, end hai
And ye, end hai aaye
Hogaya kya faint tu? Shyko ke flow se
Abhi to bacha hai, hanged to death
Rap game bhi degi ni tujhko, Offend mat ho
Arey! tere pe nai haiga consent
Saare hain glad, bad,mad lads pad pe
No paid ad, Sad dad ab to hai
Aid cab, chad, jazz, K dot
Fake kon? Yahan lagey sabhi same same
Bland, plain, sookhe feke gang signs
G-thang, maara maari karne waale
Aadhe se zyada pehne yeh G-strings haha
Kaatu gala ab jale tere fame
Naanchak chale sabhi dikhe mujhe same
Bakre ke jaise me karta halal
Bhaaisaab kardenge bunde hum fail
Ballu khalnayak sa houn farar, Hoti ni bail
Pallu me chhup jaake laal, maayi ke
Bande hum gc ke saare bawal
Fooke hum bando ki beech ki fooke naa maal
Karta phir jaa k tu mail
Bhen ke bhaide me maaru main jaise tu Bane
Bande hum gc ke fatt ke nikle
Jaise bruce wayne
Side me deke hum goli pe goli
Phir nikle hum DHAID se jaise koi plane
GC waale saare bande denge tujhe pel
City maare din dahade, flow lage gel
Pel ke beato ko gaano me daale hum tel
Guddi ko rakhe sab faad ke
Fuddi me daale phir pain
Daad pe chaante lapete chapete me aate ye
Bande khujate, Nikali thi mene vo chain
Kutte daba ke bhagaye the maine
Jab kiye the qaid hogi jab sale
Nayi wali lane
Bande saare same
Nahi koi tamed
Kare nahi blame
Fuck them ok?
Tight mera aim
Going to japan
In my van
Doori se thuku toh mathe mei ched main
Karun unke jinki neeyat fareb hai
Sunkar ke swazey hone wale launde
Gaano mei bole ki battle ki wait hai
Weeeee
Are apex de munde bola tune lame hai?
Sab saale same hai?
Galat bitch asal me tu jizz, shit stain hai
Same hai, HAHAHA
Nahi nahi nahi
Teri wrong approach hai jo soche tu
Baaki se tezz
Wahi wahi wahi
Kehna chahra ki you can't even beat me
With all these of lame
Rhyme schemes
Ghiste pite Wordplays
So, Bhai ji
Thoda dhang se tu dekh
Ki kisse bhidra, Chhode na hum ek
Bhi mauka jisse launde bach sake
Hmm! Kare ya to checkmate
Ya stalemate
Haare na tere jeso ke tarah
Basic shit de naal ni karde procreate
Inappropriate, I won't be late
To steal your plate
Namastute
Sabhi gentlemen
Kehte har kisi ko taaki sab gussel
Wale mijaaz ko side me fek
Tode recorder deke one take
Assi karna rain, ek hi rhyme scheme me
Hum saare insane rad as fuck
Con-tam-in-ated flows ye
Kaise kare contain jab saare bande pain
Farsh pe dekh, Blew your brains
Un-tamable, too much ye GC ke bande
Is Game ke household names pe
Rhymes and bangs *coughs*
Maine khans diya randomly
Gaya first verse poora reverse me
Unpredictable hai ki nai?
Teri har chaal vohi same
Vohi Rap lame, shame
Pasa palat checkmate
Bandiya dekhe, boli dayumm
We are at top of the
Food chain
Credits
Writer(s): Kaafir Music, Mr. Snob, Selaab Music, Shahead, Shyko Music, The Prophet, V-shaedy, ईshan Sinघ
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Back To the Future (feat. Ansh Batra) - Single
- Uska Ek Text - Single
- Welcome To Gentlemen's Club (Intro) - Single
- Kadi Nai (feat. The Prophet, LUCIFR & Mr. Snob) - Single
- Rap Karega Bro? (feat. Mr. Snob, Spaark & the Prophet) - Single
- P.T.P (feat. Mr. Snob, The Prophet & Spaark) - Single
- Kamehameha!! - Single
- Kamehameha!!
- False Scar (feat. Deadnote) - Single
- Kung Flu
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