MOHD. RAFI - Aankhon Se Jo Utri lyrics

(feat. A+)

[Opio]

Pull over to the right I hear them sirens blarin

50 flyin down the avenue like the Red Baron

Chasin after cousin in the white Xterra

He crashed into a semi, that jacknifed when he veered left

It appears the grim reaper at his doorstep

Then he looked me dead in my eyes and said "you're next"

Musta cut like a scalpel and forceps

The smell of brimstone in the air it was a warning

[A-Plus]

Never speak at a sucker with a weak bladder

Like they ain't even real, I see past them weak bastards

Run for cover police blastin

Homies had to carry you out like he's had it

Soft as bean salad, like you havin lunch

with Michael Jackson up in his psycho mansion

When the bible spin I'm fin' to begin, my final action

Then I find woman willin to sin, for my attraction

We the live brothers livin to win, we flyin past 'em

I'm Adam, first man, chillin with my fly madam

[Opio]

O-P-I-O, I see the psychopath

Actin black to anglo-saxon, we read 'em like Maxim

[Chorus: x2]

(Keep your eyes pealed) keep your boots laced

(Keep your mouth shut) fake niggaz keep a new face

(Keep your fingers crossed) keep the pot boilin

(Keep the ball rollin) Hiero crew, yeah

[Opio]

I'm comin like a cup of dreal[?]

I drop a C-note on the crap table, hit the hard ace

so easily you weak as a parakeet, knees in you petty

Smoke blowin like confetti, knock 'em out like Freddie Foxxx

It's the green leaf, potent like Puerto Rican pussy

Can't go more than a week, it might push me to the edge

Give me the brownie, or the cookie

Now the space dank, I'm no rookie

I got the seed in my fingernails and my follicles

Forensic science, like the finest desert weed heads

But I need bread, more head, it's triangulation

My favorite station KHRO

We made our dough, independently, fuck the industry

We bang tremendously, slangin on the internet

We quick with the tongue like Felix Trinidad, with the knuckle sandwich

Why pick up a gun, just use your damn fists (like this)

[Chorus 1/2]