Текст песни
To nothingness - My art and talent sink
Mai vi jaaga’n saariya raatan, I’ve been thinking of the ways I can make my fucking letters fit
Bachpan poora mera lessoned in the deficits
3 saal da siga mai jadon kit’ta si premise hit
18 da hoke the old film ended, new shoots began eh saari verses ne just all my sole sins sampled
I jazzed up my actions, and now I’m tapdancing in consequence
Blues fucking got to me they haunt me back
Roz di hai kahaani hunn, pichle raste band ne mere, pichhe murh ke dekhan koi ni roshni bss kaali dhund
Chakravyuh nu vaddan ditta tarh pi gya vich hi fer
I let shit happen if it does, I’m not the type to litigate
Why even beg the question jado’n milna ni jawaab?
Eh bheekh mangan di aadat ton koi vi khilda ni janaab
Kardi kirdaar hi kharab, apne kamm karan di aadat paa
Eh hath jorh ke ghar ni chlde, latta’n rkhi khamakha
Meri har din chle Ramadan, eh bhukk meri bs vadd di jaye
Thorhi apne upr laan’at kha, tu kinni der ton taras hi khaye
This was me and my conglomerate, won’t remain anonymous, it was the mirror shining up, me talking to me
I never think I’m working enough its on repeat
Sahaare de koi lorh ni mainu just let me be
I’ll figure it out bas rehndo kal’la mainu
Eh mere khaalipan lyi likheya mai, to nothingness.
To nothingness - I just want my peace and money for now need nothing else
And grant us thy peace lord just keep me from these fuckers mera rasta alag
Sabar rakh ke dekhi jao hon’ni sammne hai takhta palat
Mere val nu chle, motherfucker tera naksha galat
Likhna pehla’n sikh lae fer tu fooki apna kush ya charas
Hunn i’m a stranger in Delhi, when I walk around oh sheher ch oh andaaz ni hai
Dhundli hogi yaadan saali yaad krke aandi sirf khaansi hai
Mai paleya poseya Pitampura ch block siga JD pr hunn mitt gyi saari saadagi hai, khaas ni hai
I used to miss it till I didnt, that’s how life goes right?
You just live it till it isn’t
And i’ve been flipping through this Kafka while i’m thinking about my could have beens and should have beens
Sitar vajj reha hai aap hi tera veham hai that you’re pulling strings
Dooje paase challa’n di koshish vich I just couldn’t win
Mai paise val hi bhajja’n prr koi kami aaye na hunar vich
All my verses tight, all my quotes fucking taylor fit
I need my money go from fucking Jadakiss to Taylor Swift
Jhoothi teri chaal, I see you running in your made up kicks
How you need a verse motherfucker, when I hate your shit?
