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h34567ujkhgd - middle class rajputs lyrics

[intro: muhammad usman]

listen cause i’m starting a fire
restarting the second usman empire
these words waking people up
they call me a shayar

[verse 1]

i’m deceptive like trunks on horses
11th century rajputs
no crossed legs, but smartly dressed
that’s why i’m a raj guru
but i’m just chomping down big macs
at four am
before i have to wake up and be part
of the 10 percent
who walk by security desks
yeah, they know my intent
by the colour of my skin
no fair and lovely treatment
i got my urdu rolling
like i got an english accent
not the english one, it’s american
because it’s in fashion
until the next emperors
change their clothes
i’ll pretend like everyone’s dressed
cause they abhor
me pointing out people dead
cause of american drones
everything’s fine, it’s alright
don’t be a bore
but be sure there’s more to follow
oh my gl-sses broke
but i still see clearer than
these burger snores
they see me tearing bumper sticker
up in lah0r-
in my cultus, suzuki
more than i asked for
all my friends got a benz
andre sold his porsche

[hook]

all i got is house
a family of four
all i got is a house
all i got is a house
all i got is a house
a family of four

[verse 2]

pot full of karahi curry
i’m eating in a hurry
old lah0r- treating me like
a prost-tute in heera mandi
that’s diamond market
for those who don’t speak urdu
it’s where at night
all you hear are ghungroos
those are bells you tie to the feet
girls dance to songs on repeat
all i’m trying to do is appease
my feudal lord
shehbaz shareef
my feudal lord is shehbaz shareef

[bridge]

sl!ck new kameez, witness to nihari stains
jeans beneath cause i’m higher up the food chain
call me darashikoh shehzad, not meant to be here
elevator trip, he thinks i’m an engineer
kurtas and kebabs, i’m failing the hisab
so they nicknamed me daru and handed me the sharaab

[verse 3]

questions start as soon as i land
tell them i’m a normal man
tell them i have normal plans
yeah but you’re from pakistan
can’t really risk you being insane
can’t really risk you on our plane
blowing up making bodies rain
sir where’s your suicide jacket? hain?
this is my nehru jacket
this my swag you can’t match it
so take that bigotry and shove it up your -ss
i stir up emotions and they
wonder if i’m cooking kheer
dance like the based god taught you
one of the modern pirs
pressure, can’t handle, a kiss on the temple
and now i’ve been freed, like sinners on eid
ras gullah is paneer
a middle cl-ss faqeer
ac in the heat
keeps my skin so wheat
i’m living a lie

[hook]

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