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smokeytheghost - when you move lyrics

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(pre-chorus: aerate sound)
when you move, you move
when you move, you move

(chorus: smokey the ghost & shubhangi)
shout out
anyone there
does anyone care
is there anything fair, hey, hey
hear us shout out
anyone there
noone here shares
nothings fair, just truth & dare
rejuvenate and…

(verse 1: smokey the ghost)
varna system, kal brahmin i’m on a mission
here to spit shlokas on all your homas if you will listen
the owner of my decisions make elastical collisions
i’m rapping about the whites so put my vocals through a prism
as people falling victims to all the world’s religions
when smokey is the prophet and the ghost is compet-tion
i’m inflammation rising in the foreigner’s invasion but my aadhaar never said…
i’m from the anti-nation, i resent the thoughts of patience
made a simple observation
criminals with power make an indian politician
let’s have a conversation why we gave the brush to satan when the canvas that we paint on, is by, from and for the people
do i see the god as equal?
or he is just placebo?
to an existential seeker
i’m the solitary reaper

(pre-chorus: smokey the ghost)
i’m broken-spirited, brown color’s the heritage, sound power’s the element
crowned the king of melanin i…

(chorus: smokey the ghost & shubhangi)
shout out
anyone there
does anyone care
is there anything fair, hey, hey
hear us shout out
anyone there
noone here shares
nothings fair, just truth & dare
rejuvenate and…

(post chorus: aerate sound)
when you move, you move
when you move, you move

broken spirited, brown color’s the heritage (3)
crowned the king of melanin, bound my individuals…

(verse 2: smokey the ghost)
varna system, kal brahmin i make you listen
like heating of milk, i’ve risen to sit for a nation’s anthem
i question your patriotism
you criminals took my mother
(pretending to save us all), put brothers against each other
they plucking the human flower, we’re petals of different colors
searching to find the shade in the deserts of freedom struggle
where water is just like money, thirsty to sip the power
but really they poking holes in our vessels, we couldn’t fill it

(pre-chorus: smokey the ghost)
i’m broken-spirited, brown color’s the heritage, sound power’s the element
crowned the king of melanin
bound by individuals…

(aerate sound solo)



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