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letra de smoke - v-shaedy

[intro] –
yeah!
v-shaedy on the mic
guess i gotta dive into. my mind’ll do it
ahf! yeh nhi, dusra
let’s go, yeah! (mtx yeah!)

[verse 1] –
meri talap ghusne ki dimaag me, buri
sab aap hi hojega, apne aap
maa ki shoes, mujhe ni karne ki zaroorat plan out ya paid promotions
gaanen likhun, na karta main insta bakchodi
par aajkal thoda sa fast pace hogya scene
music industry chal rahi hai management team se
yeh kya hi judge karenge, mera mix haiga thik ni
jo aaj bhi khelen serum ya synth ki chheenk se
inka music alarm clock, ringtone mi phone
wanna pick my bone?
tu dabb rha ab bhi niche, eq ke baad bhi
tu 3rd party sh-t, main tha pehеle se bhai, stock yeah
rhymеs open hymen, mujhe khushi ki zaroorat ni
and i’m f-cking this sh-t up to mujhe p-ssy ki zaroorat ni
and i’m blowing minds, tu wanna-be oppenheimer
tere jaise patkun 100 kadhayi me aur karadun pop, itna corny tu
mera stuff hai itna godly, main ni kar pata record
bina light up kiye koi agarbatti ya mom
bali deni padti interface pe audio ke liye
mic ki reed pe khoon ke chheente do
tabhi aa pati render me baat vo
kabhi baaten thik karta kahan hai vo
social anxiety darne lagi mujhse ab
they covering their mouths when i come up, aqi
[chorus] –
vo na chahte
smoke
vo na chahte
smoke
vo na chahte
smoke
vo na chahte
smoke
meri calling hai high, resorting to violence
how can i be talking to life
jab maut ke violins
bajen all day and nights, all day and nights ey!
bajen all day and nights, all day and nights
they don’t want no
smoke
they don’t want no
smoke
they don’t want no
smoke
they don’t want no, they don’t want no
smoke

[verse 2] –
they scratching their head jaise sar me sikri
i’m feeling like shikriwaal
they closing their eyes on me
taking deep breaths, yeah! banarasi sangeetkaar
bana rakhi sangat maadi jab apne aap me
tabhi mann ni karta inka sunn ne ko music paak
tere karam ka fal hai daakh
battle me rakhe bars jaise you got nuts huge
but when i put you spot fir bete pista kyun
mister, myth hai messed up, sunle by god
aadha insaan bhi ni, the way you’re on high horse
centre of attraction? na
mere bent vowels gonna hit you back
boomerang jaisa qaafiya
main bhale hi kitna bhi door phenku aa hi jaata vaapis fir se, d-mn
main kho dun apna sk!ll set just because of a ill headed b-tch getting upset
fir to main jis motive se kar raha music usse chhod dun
aur start karun contract k!lling, yeah
powderman, no fan of your gun bars
i just stab the knives when i do a pull up
karle bete muscle up kyunki masla hoga jab
maqte pe tere misra mera khatam kare sab
[chorus] –
vo na chahte
smoke
vo na chahte
smoke
vo na chahte
smoke
vo na chahte
smoke
meri calling hai high, resorting to violence
how can i be talking to life
jab maut ke violins
bajen all day and nights, all day and nights ey!
bajen all day and nights, all day and nights
they don’t want no
smoke
they don’t want no
smoke
they don’t want no
smoke
they don’t want no, they don’t want no
smoke

- v shaedy

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