[Intro] -
I hate the gays
I hate women
I hate the males and children
Gareebon ko dekh mujhe aati ghin
Why so long face? Its just simple
Hum kyun karun share resourses sath
When I am so privileged
Fuck kisanon ka rinn
Unke face ki chhupi hai grin
Fasal aur khaad hai bahana
Main swiggy-zomato ko karlunga ring
And Love to Israel, mera all support hai
Give me the ping agar ho kuch bhi zaroorat
But main ni aa rha like many poor sings
[Chorus] -
Takleef, Takleef, Takleef
Thoda araam se bolo yeh ghar ki baat hai bahar ki ni
Takleef, Takleef, Takleef
Tumhe samjhana padega kya aisi baaten kise kehte hain bhai
Wo!
Vo to chah rahe mujhse aaj hi meri jaan hi gavadun main par
No!
Kya koi meri hi khabar ko lene wala ni aur sune meri
Vo
Jo hai jaari mujhpe saalon se aur kehdun main to aaftaen hi
On
Me, Aur khuda na khasta hamla kardun main jawabi to main kaal
[SKIT] - Bharat Raina & Om Puri
Apka matlab hai kala ka uddesh
Sirf rajneeti ka hathiyar bankar reh jana hai?
Uska apna koi svarantra astitva nhi hai?
Agar artist politically committed nhi hai
To uska art relevant nhi hai
[Verse 1] -
Deh bichhake dekhe, juxtapose maarke
Fir bhi people just ain't ready to see bigger picture
So fir only aakhri choice mujhpe bachi is to be graphic
Either be epitome and be the meanest of the evils
Par main kis degree ya hadd pe kheechun slim lakeer
Who's gonna be the judge of that?
My Mental prowess, fuck all that
Mere me attitude ki bolun bhen ki shoe teri khilane wala haath ko
Je vo bhi pahunche mere kabhi girebaan pe
"I love you" bolke dil dun nikal ke
Still I have the power, naachun teri raakh pe
Arthi, kalash, bhabhuti teri ki trophy banake rakhun sambhal ke
Man of my words, fir bhi merko bolne padte words for the man I am
Meri jeet pe ni honge jo glitz and glams
To thik se ni hone ka fit-in main
Mere underrated hone ke accolades ke
Pichhe se chadhke bolun, "Saksham main
Hun saksham main, Hun saksham main"
Aey bas kar ey!
What kinda world do we live in?
Yahan pe hai logon ko bann na gay before homosapiens
Guess they mistook what it means
I love ella D, she a G-EM
Main kiss ni kar sakta yahan pyaar ko publically
But jaan le sakta hun girl of 16? Yeh kaisi
[Chorus] -
Takleef, Takleef, Takleef
Takleef, Takleef, Takleef
Wo!
Vo to chah rahe mujhse aaj hi meri jaan hi gavadun main par
No!
Kya koi meri hi khabar ko lene wala ni aur sune meri
Vo
Jo hai jaari mujhpe saalon se aur kehdun main to aaftaen hi
On
Me, Aur khuda na khasta hamla kardun main jawabi to main kaal
[Bridge] -
Main to jata ni bahar
Kaun hai president? I don't know
Mujhko samjhti ni politics wali baat
It sounds me so dumb
Iss se pehle ke shit hove spark
I pull the plug
Kyun kabhi peace ki baat ni hoti puri
Unless people full of slugs?
[Verse 2] -
Yeh matt kaho khuda se ki meri mushkilen badi hain
But I say ki meri mushkilen hain 22 saal ki
Jo aayine khadi hain
Sacchai hai kuposhan, poverty, bombs
Many dead bodies logon ki, 100
Khali panne bahut si record karte complaints
Chaukhat ke dayire me marr jaate log
Jal rahin hain kitni, Jal rhi hain roz
Cigaratte aur mann se aur kabhi petrol
Main bhi khud piche ni chalta hun kisike
Kahin uske mann me na mera ho khauff
Bachpane me bhale aake tark na karta koi shayad consider
But sir yeh kaala, chita, beer ki bottles
14 saal ke kyun kar rahe eat up
Jin parents ka tha yeh kaam ka, unke to bache ubaal ke vo pee gye
Ab generational trauma khair ab dena hoga kisiko to fir thik hai
Pauta-pauti/Nati usko bolen naughty
What about the abuse that you were putting on to
Your own child? Par ab vo bade hogaye
Saare paap ni dhulte, ganga me yun jaake
Karm parmo dharam
Je tu dharam samjhke, na karam sudhare to
Teri bhakti dun main tujhe mubarak
Bhagwaan de merko sharan
Mere se aur na hota hai sehen
Ab chhod tu mujhko uthale
Aur khud tak bulale
Tu mujhko bhulade tu saari