Kahin Deep Jalay

Teri duniya mere rabba kyun mujhe hi raas nahi

Dil toota koi jhori rahi koi aas nahi

Zikhm pehle mite na aake aur dete hai

Maano jinn ko sahara wohi chor dete hai

Meri taqdeeron main likheya mola toh hi mor de

Mere naseebon ki utri rida tu hi aur de

I can't relate to these man

Living life up in the real world, this ain't made for the Gram

Wait there, fake brehs, like why they shaking my hand?

Wanna smile in my face but put a blade in my back

And fuck the hype, this a 'can you relate?' song

Apologise for all the times I caused you pain, mums

And this girl wanna call man Muki

Like nah babe I think you've got man mistaken

Like where were they when a brudda had shit all?

Now I owe 'em suttin, fucking hell don't make me giggle

And where I'm from, yeah it's hard to live civil

Yeah I'm tryna allow this loud but it's hard with all these skittles

And tell the yutes I ain't no role model

I ain't tryna live a life that glamorises no morals

And I can't lie I'm still paro about doing tunes

The amount of times I've been told "This shit will ruin you"

Teri duniya mere rabba kyun mujhe hi raas nahi

Dil toota koi jhori rahi koi aas nahi

Zikhm pehle mite na aake aur dete hai

Maano jinn ko sahara wohi chor dete hai

Meri taqdeeron main likheya mola toh hi mor de

Mere naseebon ki utri rida tu hi aur de

Ain't just a rapper, only human, don't get it mistaken

Pen to pad, this ain't an act, this is my situation

Can't block me out, you're mad cause a brudda's Asian

No Rules ting, we had to set the foundation

Should be focused on Salat, yeah that's no debating

Altercations with these pagans, want my dough inflated

You ain't my fam, you ain't my bro, you ain't got no relations

And for the Liz I've been so impatient

Cah I know who the real is, this ain't for the clout my G

Nah I don't really care if they don't feel this

And bro's in the HMP, one mistake and my brudda lost his freedom

Surrounded by these demons, yeah

Surrounded by these demons, yeah

Praise the lord that we're still breathing, yeah

Teri duniya mere rabba kyun mujhe hi raas nahi

Dil toota koi jhori rahi koi aas nahi

Zikhm pehle mite na aake aur dete hai

Maano jinn ko sahara wohi chor dete hai

Meri taqdeeron main likheya mola toh hi mor de

Mere naseebon ki utri rida tu hi aur de