21 Lyrics
Verse 1:
Not a concept but I'm a man with ordinary thoughts, ordinary words
Never had the chance to wear Reebok or a Nike
So people don't invite me for a high tea
Inside me, sits the soul of a Twenty Two year old folk
Sipping on some old monk
I turn into a beast
Who feasts on emcees and fake wannabes
Yes please! Release with ease, whatever ya feel
Surreal or real but never conceal
Uppeal and heal whatever is unscene
Behind the scene khabeez!
Now welcome to the third world
Where every day's like world war
But never does it occur
'coz media doesn't bother
To talk about the conquer and horror
Across all the border, a brother, a mother and also a father
Is a victim of hunger and a suicidal bomber
Now tell me who's stronger?
It's the war monger!
Hook:
21! x 20
It's a real world story! It's a third world theory!
Verse 2:
Ha kane ka jylla ka Shillong from the East
It's the rise of the rebel from the mighty Northeast
Jesus, Allah, Buddha, Krishna all they wonder why?
When they taught about love why their people are at war? *What?*
Venomous flow I'm generous bro
But my people always taught me to be a terrorist bro
This is the armageddon no more fighting guerrilla war
My raps flow like lava from Shillong to Syria *what? *
I mastered art of rap, army of the pharaohs
Putting all the bad boys on a on a death row
This is the attack of rap
On what goes behind the trap
Putting my life on a back track
I've been through a lot of crap
Not a time but I do it every time yeah!
For my land, for my people I do rhyme yeah!
Loka samastha sukhino bhavantu
Shanti! Shanti! Shanti
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