Tell him mom!

Intro : I rep the lower middle class, of a marathi family, my college mates make fun of me when i talk about hiphop. Mom likes my friend Bhooshan, whos into rock music. Girls like rockers with guitars.. N they wear baggy jeans n bandanas at college mis-match day.

Theres nobody to understand me, not even you.. check this anyway..






If i tell u twice wud u listen for once? Besides hell i'v found a new kitchen for mom, but its in the slum cuz its HipHop n this thing is some cold TWISTER to u cuz my flow spills out like am missing a tongue.
And dad hate it its pissin him off; mocking AJ rudely, next mornin i'd whistle a song from his favourite movie. n there!.. :) papa loves me back again. TRULLY!?
Like 'Center of a tension', dad seems worried from ALL WAYS, ask him mom for god's sake!! since hes past his 40s this man's bin funny, my acts makes his ass burn in shame? - just tolerate my PRESENTS.. Tell him mom i wont stop WRAPPIN til they hav me burried, ON STAGE!!!

I am Having a Relapse (Freestyle, sick!)

Brought some expiered medicines, to show u how ur sickness is outdated. like big tits without cleavage, u cudnt fit in this round then u go flat like a chapati like "gheeeee!" am Deuced with the Intro n u still dint know who da FAHK AH BE?!! - A parlay with a G be my cuppa tea! MNS vandal, i stay sucker free, FC road to chowpatti! utterly simple am like butterly nipples on da mic, cuz haters cudnt get hold of me.I C'eM like da VIP, lookin all notorius like BIG, they wana reside me somewhere near the seaside cuz 'In da streets' i work precisely (industries) n they jealous, my formality - Outlaws their 8.000 labelled levi's jeans. Every line is happening like latest trends, everytime am rappin ah fake accent n idc if its makin sense or not this is not my career hence i wont take defense atall :) But dont call me a wannabe, i'll hit u with a rock to show u the bottom of this line n probably u still wont get it! so i'll smash da clock in ur head so u fall low this time!!So go murder me physically, am mad n i dotn give a DAM like i want this river to flow further lyrically.

The Window Seat

9 O' clock on a night bus i see ppl, wonder why da f'k are their eye numb! I'd like to jot down some rhymes but, my mind's fukt, i'd rather keep travellin these heights of thots i had climbed up. Time wont change tho reminds us, of 'em pricless memories, somethin real that holds you, But it seems like we Sold truth like it was an old shoe. (Soled) We just wana sit by da window n enjoy da night view of da city, cuz we dont wana feel da lonliness of a bus pluss da conducter might ask u for da ticket! Silence speaks thru silent breeze, da mob wants to have a piece. (peace) Violence seems to hide indeed, how cowardly really are a man's beliefs? They run from anythin that'd trouble-them. "Papa, i smoked my 1st drug-today" "Shut up son, am busy protestin against da goverment!" Man, if ur really that blind, get off from that window seat.. It dont need system slaves like da 7 day routine is so weak! (week) Let da girl with da manly thies sit by da window n witness more lives Wasted than her panty size (Waisted) Or maybe da fat kid eatin kurkure, not that he'd bring us some hopes but he can-still-shine if da spicy particles of kurkure stick into da eyes of da grumpy man behind.!
newayz my stop's next hope my hot text Filled u with some hopes like lyrically-pesticide .(Field) Now u'll see my lines stretch cuz my mind's set to sleep as my rhymes stress, feelin SIDELESS as theres nothin left to write. ( left to right) As i step outside, i feel toyed with guilt as a dildo is, watchin another bunch of dullards rush in to grab that window seat!

This is how i dissappear

Focus ur mind as i open a rhyme be there no mental strive for a minute am nobody's child if earth was the mother i need a moment to write this supernatural shiit i bin holdin inside but dont lemme die am alone n frightened ye life's movin but am fallin behind them meanderin paths of our system which is consistently victimisin children, persistently am defrictionisin pistons of an unpredictibally sick diction which is simply redefinin wisdom.

check.

Yo this is how i dissappear tonight, pieces of my script appear to lie, near to my bed, on da keyboard, its a fear to fight i hav a whole night ahead n theres a tear to dry. In da midst of da purple haze, am sweatin with sinful thots of kurt cobain. So i stick the pistol to the cheekbone, just to see thru the illusion in the mirror, wish it cud show me da dip silhoutte of my black n da crystal blue of my red, how can my own reflection hint me to shoot, like i got shiit to prove to my motherfucking father, i got bricks to move man.

Not that am here to make changes, look i love 2pac, pac was beautiful but his death is the best example of wat da thug life wud do to u. So wat am i here for? am i another system slave?.. my wrist'll break errtime i think on my existence they love me they care for me, aur kis kis se sunu?.. ab dost b pis pis k chunu? The past 5 years hav bin hell for me, tho i still embrace few gud memories. If i was born red, in 19 years i'v gone pale like carrots none of 'em cud save Ajay. Mom, dad, granma, rohit, varun they all fail again n again errtime i fade away. yes. fade away. i fade away.

The biggest fan

My biggest just pissed on my instincts, with-all-her-feelins.
But thats alrite i still hav a fan n idc if its-on-da-ceiling.
Cuz i was always santusht, was infact busy pursuing ur dreams.
Miraculously, One Seized n just when my rhyme started to fade, in came mom with-ice-cream.
Yup
She-likes-me unlikely to dislike me tomorow, unlike-u.
Her love wont fade if i "torch-her" n u cudnt see in sunlight, noo.
Dont even try to understand, u'll never get-this-shiit.
Its like, without da cellfone, u'll never get my messages.
So u say u fought with ur frenz n did not believe-them. (with w/e)
I'v left mine for u, am least concerned if they're still-breathing.
Their only fault was to make fun of our long-distance-love.
Now am sittin stiff, eating w/e shiit u give like its all-sensible.
omg u never liked me did u? for 3 years u bin livin-with-this-hate.
U JUST WANT ME TO GET BETTER! unknowingly, u killed me while killin-the-disgrace.
I must be too bogus to keep an ego, or maybe ur too hateful to see-me-happy.
Maybe thats why they backstab-me, maybe thats why some geek-will-hack-me.
huh.. no wnder u'd call me ur eminem, u never saw the originality in my-skills.
then u'd deprive-me from startin a new life; like ur name was 'i-pills'.
U hated me for a dozen reasons, still had hopes so in future there be no-remorse.
Cuz u come from a convent, n ur 'Done Humanity' like it was-a-course. haha
Then u ask me for respect like it was a pen-to-be-borrowed..
This is my spit, there bitch, gracefully-swallow.
Ur f'n predictible, like right now ur gona talk to ur friend-tukz..
about how i wrote u a hateful poem n how u ended screwin up when u dint meant-to.
Then we're both gona be messed up for few-days.
am gona fail in my exam, n then 'Im sorry' be the only words u'd-say.
then am gona say 'oh its not ur fault' n ur gona say-ok
shamelessly, u wont bust me lying now cuz ur winnin the whole-case.
If my failure was a case then its all in your favor.
n then u dont add friends to delete later.

Don't Hate Me

Im feelin sad, dont hate me.. am spittin whack rhymes just to kill the bad time, dont hate me.
Im ugly n paranoid, dont act like u love-me.. kick me in the f'n tummy until-blood-spills cover my body completely like a mummy, dont love-me.
Im a liar, punish-me.. leash me in a hound; make me fetch a frisbie, punish me.
Im no writer, dont quote-me.. am choking on my own-spits, dont quote me.
My existence itself is a sin, shoot me.. hook-me to a tree n beat up like ur Bruce Lee.
I delete all my friends, dont add-me.. i'll be glad-if u substract me like i was a negative creep, dont add me.
Put ur cock in my mouth, am a faggot.. lemme hav-it i hav no shame, am a faggot.
Dont lemme join u in da canteen, i carry all-jinx, go quiet or walk away from-me, i carry all jinx.
Dont mix up with me, i belong to a backward caste, gimme the hardest-tasks in class, am a backward caste.
Torture my parents, they hav a son like me.. comfort my girlfriend; shes likely to believe anythin u say, tell her i hav HIV.

One Seized

I had wrote this when my gf had a dream of me writin her a rap song as my apology letter, i wrote this to make her dream come true..

Part 1 -
A flock of ur dreams bin flyin over my mind, Tonite am hopin atleast one-comes-true/
As i grab a pen with such excitement, for da moment i felt i just learned-kung-fu!//
Im not sorry for bein over-possesive, Im alas-ur-friend-to-be/
A Mozart's-new-symphony; Listen thru the temple-of-skill-tunning as i massage-u-mentally!//
Cuz ur kiss made it DIVINE, I took it with eyes closed like it was a prashaad-u'v-sent-to-me :)//
Lovin u was the most diffi-cult-thing-to-do/
Knowin am a gud singer, yet am afraid if i'll be able-to-sing-to-you//
Only if i my voice wud bring happiness n life was a song. Herewith;/
I'd kidnap Ambani n demand for a FREE lifetime SIM-service//
So we cud sing to each other inspite being-nervous :p///
In this reign (rain) of misery, We will here-make-a-road (Hear me corrode)/
My rhymes assure (My rhyme's a shore) so hold on tightlyy cuz any second tears-may-flow//
Thru da glow of ur lil round cheeks, my eyes-shine-bright! =)/
Under the shadow of ur hair girl my fantasies elevate as i-climb-heights!//
Wonder if ur lips are oranges or jelly, Lively n graceful in such-a-way!/
..Like a butterfly. Somethin i'm scared yet curios to touch-one-day//
Wont hesitate to make love tho, unless ur vagina wants to blush-away lol///
Granted u'v hurt me like hell..but without u i'd hav bin a plain regular workin class boy to pay an enormous-price/
..of servin for an undesirable govt! like another blind slave, a dead leaf in da storm-of-life!//
(I wud'v fallen anywhere the storm wud take me)
Knowing u was like pursuing life, u were like an inspiring book-to-borrow/
So am still happy if i dont make it up to you-tommorow :-)//

(Part - II forbidden)

Save Me

Penned-up in a rent-room, aint nothin left-to-do but pen-down a killer-sen-tence to kill a men-tal-suffocation that i went-thru
Aint-cool, this place is safe as a tem-ple but messier than a men's-room.
Too much green on my pink flesh; Distemper (This temper) is peelin off from the walls of my mind, makin it harder for me to think fresh..
But i express like trains, my pane's much bigger than this window thru which the room stink less with which am impressed!
Fiends will stare, their eyes cud only see me cuss!
2 sides to every story temme who do i trussst?
Time pride n adreline, my rhyme is my everythin
Folks get angry, they say its blinded me in within
Guess they want me to grow-social.. but never-will-i-ever-listen
I write like am not left; so-focused.. KNOWIN my rhythmic vision is much clever-than-a-television
Yeah i dont f'n care wats f'n there with my ow ppl nowadays
Uh u never ACCEPTED me to DENY my being!!!! so f'k w/e u cowards say!
Unacknowledged n tamed; my smile is a subside frown..
Dying for a day worth living, i'd f'n turn this world upside down
I'm been the Rose on that iceberg lately
I put my hands up like now can u Save Me?!