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letra de shankara - shaikhspeare

[hook]

har-har shankara
(breathe it out)
jai-jai shankara
(speak it loud)

[verse] (mcsolomon)

dropping bangers from asia to london
we never left were watching you from the dungeons
7 days straight , flipping from sydney road
carrying weight while you were bringing the b-tches home
i see it in your eyes my brother you would just snitch alone
best friends with the feds like ring ring !!
i see an informer l!ck off the ting quick
its just a normal day where the people stuck in the bricks
mums crying her sons died in the mix
as dark as you think with the devil stuck in a black tunnel
mark up your product then shot it out like a crack hustle
i hear screams from the refugees, screaming refuge please
on my knees till the death do be
switch lanes puffing purple cream covered with crystals
amazed what these actors portraying talented misfits

one life and one chance f-ck it just blast on em
spitting knowledge and truth the youth can dance to it
mary and joseph can have a laugh to it
maybe a couple of monks can smoke cigars to it
put it out for the hour put for the people
most these rappers ain’t -sserting it right stuck in a dream ting
chatting bout girls blocks rocks and shotting the beamers
hustlers living acustommed to only street things

[verse] (shaikhspeare)

sangeet par ye kalam kare tandav
put in work like kshudra, act like a brahmin
give u that punch, i mean panch like pandav (haha)
slept on like k-mbhkaran, wake up, i’m daanav!

i’m honest, na gandhiwadi, mai krantikari
asfaqullah khan, angrezon ka aatankwadi (brrat!)
shaikhspeare, urf hiphop ka nusrat (sufi)
likhta jo bhi, sunnne wale karte mehsoos kudrat!

make moves in silence, not with the hooligans(nah!)
fight for my existence, like muslims in jerusalem

i’m ent-tled to this enlightenment
raise my vibration, i speak with my heightened sense
these psychedelics opened my third eye
so fly, i look at the world with a bird eye
never let the word die, a t.b patient-
every beat i spit it, it’s gotta be murder!

i’m a trader like my forefather
desi, but my songs are the globe-trotter
supplying spices across the border
a hippie, my listeners are the drug supporters

for peace-dalia lama
get heads like kali mata
naga baba, a satanist in the darkest hour

we done destroying, music is the last resort
say har-har shankara and dance with the gods !! (rrah)

[hook]

har-har shankara
(breathe it out)
jai-jai shankara
(speak it loud)

- shaikhspeare

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