Freeverse Feast Lyrics - Emiway

I eat rappers 

'coz I am a motherf*** beef rapper 

Teach rappers how to rap 

After that you can sleep rappers x (2) 

They gonna be callin' me copy Of Eminem 

That's ok 

They gonna be sayin' my accent is weak Bi*ch 

That's ok 

They gonna be hatin' but keep waitin' for ma track 

That's ok 

But I'm a motherf*** rapper bi*ch I am not ok 

So stop telling me 

Do this do, that that 

I don't know you who? 

You go there 

So you you you you you you you 

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Everybody motherf*** prove this now 

Now I'm representing India no 

One is doing it right now 

Doing this for country still 

They wanna fight let's fight now 

Representing India which 

On straight outta hill x (3) 

Antophill antophill 

Give me the beat I'm gonna kill 

I'm gonna kill, I'm gonna chill 

I'm gonna do what I just feel 

You people busy complaining 

I'm payin' expensive bill 

If u think that I'm stupid 

Bi*ch better go and check you skill 

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All these druggies sayin' 

They are rappers go 

And pop your pills 

Wait! 

Lemme take my flow fast 

Right now I'm doing 

Slow fast so that I can take long breath 

Pick it up 

I'm gonna throw that 

I've started walking ahead 

For me there is a no back 

It's time to change the flow 

You can't do it it is so bad 

These rappers busy choosing their topics 

I'm writing comics 

I think you people havin' a fever go got get a tonic 

My fans got all my symptoms 

Emiway disease is chronic 

Yeah I'm a Eminem fan 

I'm going super sonic 

Some are gonna face the money 

Some are gonna get the money 

Some are gonna write song 

Bi*ch money Lamborghini 

If you gonna keepin' on 

Waiting for your time 

Teri maa ka saaki naaka 

Jo bhi tere peechhe bhaga 

Usse maine bola phat phat rukne ko 

Phat phat rukne ko 

Khuda ke alawa kaun bola tere ko 

Kisi ke saamne jhukne ko 

Lekin maine tera bhai 

Bahot kuchh kehta hai 

Sehta hai itna kuchh isliye to kehta hai 

Pa ni sa sa re ga ma pa ni sa 

Bivi banegi to rakhunga rani sa 

Hadh kare paar zindagi ko 

Woh gham teri baat dil se bolunga 

Dhat teri maa 

Lekin gaali nahi deta mere gaane mein 

Sun meri baat tujhe bhool chuka hoon main 

Sun meri baat tujhe mil chuka hoon main 

Sun meri baat nahi karna hai yaad 

Nahi bolna hai kuchh tere baare mein 

Haan! 

Sabke begaahe bolte 

Padhne ko padhayi bolte 

Dene wale gaali bahot hai 

Lekin mere bhai bahot hai 

Gaane mein safai bahot hai 

Zindagi ki seedhiyon chadhne mein 

Chadhayi bohat hai kya? x (2) 

No representing India which 

On straight outta hill 

I'm representing India which 

On straight outta hill 

I'm representing India which 

On straight outta hill x (2) 

Mumbai 400037 

37 kya? 

Emiway Bantai maloom hai na 

Peace!