JAY-Z SOURASHIS
Yeah yeah
I'm the JAY-Z SOURASHIS
Hip-hop Artrist of kolkata
My voice is just lunatic
No matter what my voice is
Now around the world
Feel the rap God
Yeah
We are come in this earth like a little child
We don't know all
No matter
If I fail or pass
Because I'm born here to learn
I don't know what is right and wrong
But we always like to know all
I like everything what you do
But you're don't know I'm new
I don't need your f*cking type view
Yes, I started singing rap months of few
So I'm new
I started my school life as usual others life
But all people end but I don't end my school life
Because I like that life
I can't forget that life as others life
Someone always call me as awkward name to me
But I don't care what they say to me
I'm the worst rapper of kolkata f*ck me
Back to door (yeah)
I'm back to floor (yeah)
Back to everything
And I want more (yeah)
I never give a f*ck with you man
I would never try to hold your hands
As my life nothing without you you know it best
I know you always try to archive this you live in nest
You always live in my di*k
So suck my di*k
Nothing was happen without your pick
You want to climb pick
Then you want archive your future
You're sick
Suck my di*k
I can made you sick
Because I speak quick
It's my trick
My lunatic lyric
Made my best music
When you listen this
Definitely you ill and go to clinic
You live in my di*k
You made all songs with f*cking cover and f*cking music
But everybody know earth's most f*cking music is your music
Music is best things
Because when everyone diss me, hates me I'm addicted to music
Not knowing with drug
Because I don't copy Drake
You f*cking best friend I always talk about you
Because when I get happiness you always take it from me
Your best friend is my b*tch
I know I'm rich
You go with your f*cking best friend to f*ck each other
I know you like each other
So why you hide? You mean I don't understand
Why? You hidely f*ck each other
I always like music, some fun and love
Not knowing fallen in love
I know you love f*ck
But why you come to me, I'm not interested in f*ck
But after all I like you very much
I don't want to lose your hands
Because I always promise you to hold your hands
No I'm not give you a chance
To f*ck you with other man
Now f*ck this
Life is one so don't waste this
I've many diss
But I don't care
Because I'm not come to talk about diss track
When I diss someone, someone have heart attack
My all voice coming from 8 mile Norway track
Because I'm eminem fan so I Listen all tracks
But f*ck
You don't understand
Because you make gf for one night stand
Not to their hold hands
I'm try to hold someone's hands
But she flirt with me because she don't like me she like one night stand
Yeah, finally I'm interested to coming topics of main
But all people don't know what is actual pain
I'm suffer with pain
At first I'm not archive gain
Yes, you Dont know what is f*cking pain
We all know we are coming this earth for a mission
Everything always happen for a reason
But I like competitions
So I'm coming in your town for a mission
No! Now I'm not talk about you man
I'm only say this word is usual
I'm born in middle class family
So my world is full of enemy
I'm sing all type rap but I'm not same as kenedy
f*ck this melody
I've no humanity
Because I always sing truely
I'm not hero man brushly
I'm just a rapper who like to sing in English
I like all game but I most like rap game
One day you see me in hall of fame
I've no shame
If you don't listen Hip-Hop you don't archive gain
Now I'm talk about my whole life
I'm indian that rapper who always follow eminem
Some people are say eminem is gamble
Listen from him
Eminem will killing him
f*ck
Let's go
So suck my di*k
EMINEM
Bin Laden with a pen, bodyin' again
I begin slaughterin' your men, prolly shoulda been
Ali or the Svengali embodiment of sin
Like a Saudi in the Taliban plotting an event
In the lobby of the Intercontinental with an obvious intent
And I would not even relent
Up on a little like Osama with a bomb under the bin
And down the middle of the Pentagon
And hit a kindergartener with a rental (stop!)
Back and forth, back and forth
Like Jack Kevorkian's ass to court
"Rap mature! Why can't you be like Macklemore?" (huh?)
"Why you always gotta smack a whore?" (huh?)
It's likely the psychiatric ward's a last resort (huh?)
Something's gotta give, that's for sure
Yet you keep comin' back for more
Not as raw as I was, “'Walk On Water' sucks”
b*tch, suck my di*k!
Y'all saw the tracklist and had a fit 'fore you heard it
So you formed your verdict
While you sat with your arms crossed
Did your little reaction videos and talked over songs (chill!)
Nah dog, y'all sayin' I lost it?
Your f*ckin' marbles are gone (wait, Em!)
But nowadays, every flow, every cadence sound the same (skrrt)
Brain's a powder keg, I draw inspiration outta hate
Real pain in the paper, I don't trace
But if I look strange and outta place
It's 'cause I'm an alien, that's why I write 'til the page is outta space
Yeah, from 7 Mile in Novara
To "How can I be down?", all of us tryna pile in the car (yeah!)
We shot for the stars (yeah!)
'Cause we only got so much time in this world (yeah!)
So rewind it to your high school dance to the night before
If you think you're promised tomorrow (yeah!)
Now I'm 'bout to fool again
This tune is sick, it's luminous, the moon is lit
A freakin' lunatic, a human computer chip
And I'm soon to stick a broom in the uterus of your Hooters chick
If I was you, I wouldn't do nothin' stupid due to the mood I'm in
I'm losin' it, you get chewed like a Junior Mint
Show me who to rip, it's time for you to get screwed
Empty the lubricant and put super glue in it (woo!)
How many f*ckin' rappers did I go through?
Dispel doubt, but you won't admit I smoked
And you was spellbound, hellbound in my snowsuit
But am I s'posed to sound like everything else out?
'Cause I don't get compared to it, only myself now
And I can see the fair-weather fans and sales down
But the only way I care is if I let myself down
But what the f*ck have I woke to?
Time to eat the vocals and sh*t out Pro Tools
I know you still want me to ill out, don't you?
Hopin' the old Slim's gonna spill out, open
Fire on your whole camp with this spit, I roast you
So chill out, no, you
Hoes couldn't roast me with the sh*t I wrote you
Then I took a stand
Went at Tan-Face and practically cut my motherf*ckin' fan base in half and still outsold you