The Ego & Its Own

Sing me like a song man I hope you sing me like a song man Check, Listen, Uh Where two or three gather in my name I am in the midst of them Who said that jewels burn and truth hurts? Oh, we gotta have a talk at the nukkad You blow off the steam aap chaalu kardo cooker I'm not telling you to tone it down bilkul Just remember at the face of death We're all just equal feeble people man The city needed me, to sprinkle some integrity Catch a fatfuck talk shit about me at a gig See his throat split to three I'm done seeing you play victim, so yes I fucked your life, now what? Mr. everyone else is a bitch, but not us Meri chatrachao mey bheego darindo Kal kisne hi dekha hai? behncho Toh mereko samajhte waqt yaad rakhna Ki aagyata na ho Ki one thing I hate is a fool What's worse is a man who thinks he is true What's worse is a man who thinks he is true And so does his crew of fools Ek insaan saga mila ho aaj tak toh meri maa ki chut Maa kasam, ab toh ghadi aagyi hai Kehna ki i despise every single one of you Never realized the bottomless pit Could hold so much grief and for whom? Voice of god strikes and says "shauhar it's just you It's just you who is always in his head Go break bread, make tense Because thou shall not pass Because thou shall not pass" Jab miya biwi raazi, toh ven aqui I know my numbers don't add up like fibonacci You don't have to tell me But check at the end, what would be left of you is ityaadi And what would be left of me is shatabdi, god bless the hustle Where two or three gather in my name I am in the midst of them Where two or three gather in my name And it's congratulations on your fanbase of fuckfaces Please dastakhat kardijiye on this treaty of versailles For that lakhon saikadon vaari that i've felt embarassed To see bitches pop tits at your shows and yell amazing Or to see those young goofballs moshing to your songs And then come up to me and say i'm mix-mastering it wrong Lawde, jab saamne se aayega toh kaaide se bolega na Main tere yaar dost ka bhatija lagta kya boss Darkhwast hai stop trying to be funny in front of me Ye paintre nahi chalte mere rummy mey ji Darkhwast hai to my friends you can talk shit about me off the camera Just do it on a low though or you might miss out on the glamour I wanna take a piss at your sponsors, your brand deals Your festivals, your albums that dropped a week ago that's a classic And it's not like I don't got no dirt on my name too If tales of infidelity go around, you know to blame who There is truth in every word and I wish to see you gulp it And I only shake your hand kyunki mereme hai aur koi vikalp nahi It shouln't mean you're above me, you fuckshit It only means mere dil mey grina ke liye jageh nahi sanrakshit Meri maano toh ye haani hai, haani nahi toh manmaani hai Maanu joh mere matt ki, dusro ke liye haivaani hai Main waahwaahiyo se kaafi waakif hona chahta jaaniye Inn falana dhimkana bhaang bhosdon ko naa maaniye