Intro (I Am ABCMR)

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Nayi Delhi 17
ABCMR

[Verse]
Triktape ye
Ye Triktape
Meri Mixtape
Nahi chahta karun tera fix face
Du fixed date, par mai khud late
Karein mujhe bande kitne hate
Saaf inhe karun jaise colgate
Haan
Kuch karte relate
Kuch ghar baithe bas jhadhe lace
Open & shut case
Lund pe tara bag banate fuck face
Tere lucky days hain tabhi th udd raha
Jab aayega niche zamin pe th dekh kaise chud raha tu
Uuh
Dekh left to right har jageh se padti fight
Jab tu aata ABCMR tujhe padegi laat
Haan
Muh pe sidha mere saare homies real hain
Man of steel hai ready to kill hai
Jahan tu soch bhi nahi sakta vahan tere neel hai
Weak mera verse kyunki freestyle hai
Par jab aayun mai apni aukaat pe
Bas pen aur paper chahiye muujhko mere haath pe phir
Mai dikhadun tujhko is game mein teri ye aukaat
Be banta tu hai khuda ka banda par
Sabse jayada nakli tu atka meri life mein
Tujhe bolunga chakka kyunki tu hai dogula kabhi
Dikahata kuch aur kabhi kuch aur
Tere bas ki nahi tu chor
Tu bas churata paisa beat ke paise bhi nahi diye gaye
Kamaata itna jyada phir bhi hai apni jeb mein chupata
Kya leke jayega apne kafan mein band ke mujhko ye th samjha ja
Mat samajh khudko raja
Tu th bas ek pyada
Mai th naya naya taaza le jayunga is haawa sa
Apni mujhme aag bohut
Jaise abhi abbhi lagi ho chalk
Tu old school th mai desi folk
Time tera kare tik tok
Tu hai fake hip hop
Par leta asli nam
Kehta meri real life
Par tere jaali kaam
Ab mai aur kya bolu tere sach agar mai khol du th
Nahibachega kahi ka bhi mere bhai th jaan de
Rehm khata hu tu kuch th maan le
Aur nahi aati tere bheje mein ye baat th fir fuck off
(END)