Annachi - Backseat Lyrics

I put my lyrical skills to the test
Cuz it's my testament
I'm hella bent
These motherf*ckers judging me
But I'm the government
Playing mind games
Calling me names
But I'm a telepath
Calling me fake
Cuz I rap in another language man

Yall pull up and say
Lyrics ain't crazy but that is okay
I ain't your son why you disappointed
Nodding like bitches stop giving me heads
Setting them standards that's not on my list
Not a gully boy, but hip hop's my fate

Desi rap asli
Duniya mujhpe hasti
Kheech rahe mujhe jaise
Babri masjid

Smoking blunts all day
Sleep, eat but can't cook worth a shit
Stalk bitches so much
They start turning in their graves
Stop looking so dead
Let me feed u some bread
I'm a feed you my fate
All of the hard work
I hope that it pays
As u drink lean then go try to dazed
Just getting started
These new-borns are scared, yuh!

It's ride or die shitheads
Means it's my ride
Yea you dickheads
Talk about paint and I spray leads
Ain't no riding shotgun
My trunk is your deathbed

I ain't driving taxi
Stop driving backseat

Cheer du mein dharti
Meri lage marzi
Rap ka ye mausam
Aur gardi pe gardi
Line mein hain lage sab
Kaun asli kaun farzi
Global warming ho sab
Lau mein sardi yea

I keep it a hunnid
Careful who you're gonna be friends with
Concept of squad it's all bullshit
I'm milking this cow n these snakes started hissing
Used to Bite my ass then they start to kiss it
How they made me famous
Chopped off my fingers
Bought me synthetics
Helped write all my lyrics
Market my music
Better Chop off my face and wear it

This ain't no Bible
And you ain't no Jesus
I got no nails
Par hain scope aur ek rifle
Katal pe katal
And zero revivals
Khiladi jungle but I'm a survivor
Voice of the streets?
Can you scream any louder
Bhedo ke rup mein aur
Bakro ka natak
You the ghost
I'm the goat
This my post
I'm a soldier
How's the josh? (High Sir!)