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Ak 47

(verse 1)
Lo aa gaya fir me
Rap bhanayak deta
Lekin me saaf dil se
Vinashak hu
Aa gaya field pe
Achanak mausam
Badal deta fat se
Zindagi mod
Le sakti jhat se
Na kuch karega mehnat se
Umar badegi fat se
Zindagi Khoye hai khud se
Bina mehnat kiye
Maange tu God se
Life hai alag hi mod pe
Bade buzurgo ke saamne
Sir mere jhukte
Jab padi Kaapti ungliyon Sir pe
Saari daulat kama li
Mene ekdum Jhat se
Anubhav ko paida
Nhi koi kar sakte
Jabtak guzroge nhi
Pure Mehnat se
Roz Matter karke
Chawki me phaste
Career gaya bhaad me
Char sheet bante
Zindangi jhand pe

(verse 2)
Samjhni zindagi
Toh piche tum dekho
Jini zindagi
Toh aage tum bado
Agr ladna hai haq se
Toh khudh se tum lado
Nicha dikha ke tum
Upar na chado
Dusro kamyabi dekh ke
Khudse mat sado
Sadne se acha hai
Mehnat tum karo
Chingari uthani
Toh pathar ko ragdo
Dard dena hai toh
Zakhmo ko nocho
Zamama jina toh
Gawana socho
Gharwalo ko
Khush rakhna toh
Kamana socho
Dusro ko bolenge
Behtar tum bano
Lekin kabhi na sochenge
Unse behtar tum karo
Buraai karna hai muh tum karo
Pit piche bhokke burai mat karo
Jabhi tootna hai akele me tuto
Zalim hai duniya
Tamasha mat dekho

(verse 3)
Saale sab dost jhut mut
Baate meri sach much
Heart mera mat tut
Hosla mera atoot
Subha chai biscut
Life jiye ghoot ghot
Burden sir pe bohot huge
Lafz mere bohot rude
Rap mera adbhoot
Flow mera achoot
Baate jaise vidyut
Verse mere majboot
Mai baap sab kuch
Treasure mera loot loot
Knowledge mera good books
Ban mat raajdoot
Ithihas mera saboot
Kaam mera atoot
Mira rd ka prastut
Sirpr mukhtoot
Ache mere kartoot
Jigra mera majboot
Log denge tribute
Mind change input
Life changed output
Zindagi se mat tut
Bus kar mat rukh
Life fir tabut
Ho gaya nabuut
Le gaya jhaat kuch

(verse4)
Jo soch hai wohi khoja hai
Sir pr bhoj hai fir bhi nocha hai
Jo zarurat pe nhi hota hai
Uski asliyat ka pata chalta hai
Kon kiske sath kitna sacha hai
Sachai waqt pe pata chalta hai
Bura waqt toh guzar jata hai
Lekin logo ka asliyat dikh jata hai

Log nafrat se zyada jhuta pyaar karte hai
Real pretend karte hai
Backstab karte hai
Fake act karte hai
Jealous rat bante hai
Bitch back karte hai
Fuck back na deta me inko
Luck bad na hai mera ab jhukko
Dil saaf na in sabka niklo
Muh pe yaar bante hai lukkho
Piche waar karte hai tuccho

Rap ke maamle me apun sabse kadak
Baate sab garam , pen apna vindalo se bhi bohot zyada garam
Chillum me charas
Pita tu garad
Chokra me saras
Hota
Logo ko mujhse bohot zyada jalan
Baate sunke inki hota sir dard
Fir bhi na ghamand
Maa baap ke sir tu padela wajan
Karle ab thoda tu sharam
Ladka tu naram
Pav
Sir par dabav
To kbhi sharir me tanav
Hip hop se bohot zyada lagaav
Bajega mukhse toh milega ghaav
Padeta bohot billa prabhav
Ache logo se rakhta sidha savabhav
Bure logo ko sidha sidha deta me daav
Bohot jaldi badenge apne bhi bhaav

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