Ghost Status - Delhi Rap Cypher (DLCYPR1947) lyrics

[Verse 1: Ghost Status] Eh yo, I'm a man on a mission Hustlin up, elevating the hip hop religion Free soul, ask no permission, keep it moving Avoid the collision I see through fake thugs, cyclops with my vision I'm in the lyrical game with no spiritual aim No fictional game, rap with criminal acclaim Its G, spitting the mythical flame, getting high! Laughing at every rapper saying syllables lame See my written's sophisticated Wild freestyles never domesticated It's the East-Side Globetrotter Straight tsunami no backwaters, straight slaughter In rap no law is the order Witness the young rebel, the young devil Get slapped with the ba**, don't worry about the treble Anyhow, ease the tension legalize the leaf Hang the rapists and free the thief I'm tired of this world and the make belief A homie that shares his kush is a homie to keep A homie with two faces is a phony to bleed The world's in front of you, what you wanna believe? A new era of rap from the streets to the geeks Everybody wanna listen, well listen, fakeness ain't forgiven Shout out to reals, what up Nineteen47 Mad tokes and mad smokes, I guess this cloud's heaven Its your boy Ghost New Delhi reppin' Third world, Grab your weapon [Verse 2: Knuckle Dusta] Jindagi ek saza kya khoya kya paya Tere hisse ka paap tune khud hi kamaya Chune raste jispe shaitan ki thi chaya Kale khayal kali raat ka main saya Ayaa leke hip hop ki ye maya Dehli via cal apne logon ko saath laya N kids go to school just play yo part ryda Don't waste yo time cuz theres devil in every mind I'm on a different level look everytime I might sound like a potential felon in every line i spit Though i spat venom everytime i did Don't get mad sit back n just rewind this sh** Cuz the rhymes i supply for u to get high Or for u to realize what its life When its 9 to 5 n grind with time till its time to die Or imma find a nine n dine with crime keeping ma pride as high N aim at the brain unframe let the thang bang yo face outta place Let the fame go to waste n u praying with yo faith In god n hoping you not playing with yo fate Call me raw when i say I'm just sayin n u ain't f** it friends n critics i don't make no sence now ain't it? But sh** its a minute but i fill till it spills n i spit it infinite And my sk**s k** it still sh** is no gimick and will still is real Get it ya b**hes Last word ain't for the ladies, I love y'all Knuckle Dusta, third world waddup! [Verse 3: Panini] Now I ain't pa**ing out bro I'm just exam pa**ing Ain't nothing close to my orbit, even this Damn planet Your stupid raps are going down like my pants sagging And they reveal the a** behind them And you dont get the mindset cause they mindless These whack rappers stay whack bro they don't even mind us We creating history every time you rewind us So unless you the audience you gonna stay behind us Now what's the chances of your being dead? Toss a coin only tails cause I sliced all the heads You kings and Queens played out like the cards of my deck Animal instincts, I smell something wrong with the vets I outshine you, and now your future doesn't seem bright Trust nobody like the Delhi traffic green lights I did it, before they started to believe Kept it original, did it without the Nikes on my feet uh You ain't ready for what I'm headed for Illuninate the whole scene with my heart King of the metaphors, call me Tony stark in the dark Came here just to pour my heart in these bars., Yea, and there's things I don't plan to be They talk about their favorites, I'm all about my family And this goes out to everyone that bothering me To every fake a** bully who should be honoring Me What goes around comes around and you gotta believe Now that's a circle, I'm working on Making corners bleed I'm nasty but I keep it clean, don't you trust me? White tees, white sneaks and none for the blood stains [Verse 4: Rawal] My ill mind is a sk** mine if you dig it How I k** time? I chill spines I'm off the limits I'm out of the box I'm out of the locks I have the keys, you can't chain me I'm one of a kind, so don't compare me When you need maxi pads to stay free When I'm rhyming I'm an operah artist Singing my lungs out You're like miley Cyrus sticking with her tongue out Corny. Attention seeking who*es, y'all horny But I just do it for the music, I abuse it Put my foot in 'solely' if the shoe fits My mind is my new hits So f** you and your new kicks Its all about the hip hop f** them big shoes I can do this in my flip flops Stupid rappers count your seconds, tick tock Why you wearing green pants and a pink top? I'm in shock. Yeah And why you call me homie? when you don't know me You a phony. Your girl wanna blow me when she feeling lonely One and I'm the only. Best believe it Been in troubled waters, now im sea sick And these days b**hes give it up if he's rich Money is god Rap is religion Every single track k**ing beats with precision Listen so don't you be pissing me off By saying that delhi is gonna be soft It's gonna be the opposite of what you think Me and my brothers we onto some new things Cuz I got so many flows that are bound to explode Call me the ocean Dark like the night and I'm sipping my potion I'm way out of sight, so don't you be stressing me My mind is cooking up rhymes so many recipes Rest in peace To everyone who don't believe in my plan All of you dead to me What do you know anyway? You never mean what you say And I do it cuz I love it They telling me that I ain't gonna make it, I'm like f** it I just wanna be free And maybe we can all win But only if we believe [Verse 5: dM] This is capital rap, a practical fact Y'all ain't never came first, we're the seminal cats No right fit jeans and I ain't f**ing with trap If you don't live my city's scene your a**umptions are whack A change of stance, this ain't the peace corps, this is Armageddon Toe the line or walk against where karma's headed The underground is craving harder records We beat the case, reasonable doubt, Shawn Carter, check it Mama's blessings, adversaries ex-communicated Damn he's sick but just f** him that is the sound of haters Pay attention, listen up all you blind folks Even the odds, I'mma k** y'all with eyes closed Nas is god, I'm more like Caesar my G My die admist a little bit of controversy There'll be a war among commons to keep pieces of me Blood is in the site only the righteous can breathe I'm like Moses when I'm splitting MCs Hell-fire, every burning soul is screaming for peace I don't claim to be the sickest just the leader of breed Reviving hip hop while her heartbeat is feeble and weak We are the guardians of the city that's the hardest Rappers are dust mites brushed under the carpet All you fake rappers sold out trying to market Stones at your gla** house you one track artist! [Verse 6: MC Heam] Umar meri 25,soch hai ye 60 wali Kathputli hum aur upar wala apna malik Kehtey hai aap aiesa ,mantey hai aap aiesa,fir kaun kya hai paisa Jiski kartey hai,pooja Mai ucha wo nicha,khun nahi laal inka Ek bhuka dekha mainey ,muka thuka khatey hue,jor se chilatey hue,ek Din saitan ke,sau din insan ke,karo mehnat aaj warna bad me Pachtaogey Waqt hai dhua isey naa samet paogey,kosogey naseeb ko,dimag se garib Jo,karm se fakeer jo,bhikh me ye seekh loo,karogey bura to bhugtogey Bura Kyuki apna kia ,ata apney sir pe Zindagi safar ye,dukh ki sadak pe,darna na,pichey hatna na,kabu rakhna Haa josh hosh Fir tu soch lakshaya ki,dil pe bojh jo bhi hoo Bhul ja mushkura kyuki jeena isi ka naam hai Ati jaati pareshanio ki chataan hai,inhey chirna seekh tu...