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letra de old man enzo - nashady

[verse 1 : nashady]
crack the bar so you can get a blow off it
dug happily in the grave
i’m better off scoffin, mai bhot raucous
dastaane mai dabaake chala stash
achooth ko bhi midas touch pass, and they love that
who’s up for a decappuccino?
guillotine, the way a neck tie had my father’s head off his base
pigeonholed in an office sp-ce
now the fam ask me to go off videsh
but nah i’m still here
to provide architectural amendments on your top 5 lists
walking head on in a fog light mist
while they still worship a self proclaimed punchline king
par woh mera saath maangegi
toh tujhe dene apnе wakt ke maine 8 aane ni
kaarnaamе kaale izzat mujhe raas aani ni
4 kari usne aagey mujhse 7 baate ki
maan khaarij aur falak ke neeche 5 taare ni

[verse 2 : shauharty]
i be plannin on my trifecta, sly shepherd
matlab maine teeji aankhein kholi
yaha kaloli jaise pushing 40
40 ounces f-cking packed or it’s deuces dalhousie
duh-uh if susan is a b-tch then
i’m better off scoffing on your jane austen
take off it, charamseema seemit for bvb
let the h-ll breaks on us
meri aadatein kharaab hai
habits gone to the gutters
so it’s 1 of 1, 101 percent the finest in your acre
and its done, dusted
cherry on the top of my bun maske
sakht kasbe haavi, never but never say never in my city
har din the bricks of the house switches
chaar duni chaar in the ditches
find me in one cause my trigger finger itches
home is where the heart is, so count on the b-tches
blow off the pot and pound on the riches
[verse 3 : nashady]
from the city that’s recession hit
green sheets on city slums when that g20 bullsh-t was here
depths of the brain was obsessed with superficial
now the only way it’s gonna feel something’s a ruger pistol
i got money in the mattress i sleep on my problems
hear my life through these beats like the speaker’s a horcrux
auction my soul to the promisers of commerce
dede monikers ke dollars, imma chronicle the squalor
cuz the squalor chronic

[verse 4 : nashady]
it’s no problem when i dont speak
issa problem when i do
hai khij, hataash, suroor
bekaar j-sme jhooma bhai 4 raat no sleep
incarcerating thoughts and an aggravated mood
the flame of my ambition blue
burn my soul in it dheemi aanch par jaley tadpe meri rooh
this that cup ramen and toast hunger
wash it down with some spiked weed and weak tetrapack juice
pcr khadi dallo ko protection deri kyu
sector 7 next to the ice cream parlour 3:30 on my watch
6 pe bhagaare through the zoo

[verse 5 : shauharty]
put you in your place ya i put you through the zoo, through the roof
mattha teke ghutna choom ya ghutna teke get to do
get to work, every verse a solid a but beggars can’t choose
my eyes are green, should wonder if i eat my cantaloupe
shauhar been recluse, ask the status of the street zooters
please hoopers, don’t fetch the ball too far off of glee shooters
shauhar been recluse, ask the status of the street zooters
be scooter, f-ck your masters up for a b-tch move
and too many stories to tell like i’m rick rubin
he’s an old man enzo, this not a frenzy
f-ck your 15s with one like kareem benzy brother

- nashady

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