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that dude aj - juice lyrics

verse 1: (shreyas)

morals unharmed, the manners stay filthy
your methods, traditions, the standards don’t build me
we multiply, the rebel is justified
we hold strong on the bonds that they must divide
every utterance offensive, i don’t honour feelings
expensive consequences of having a conversation
they label my music as literally strange
it ll grow on you slowly, it differently ages
selectively open book, skim through my pages
i have been a kid, been a teen, i have been through my phases
each rhyme is statement of mine when i pen this
i still got the juice, but i never tried to blend in
disappointed, they say money’s the ointment
if i capitalise, i think i will be pointless
my mindset is no f-cks, never lose focus
stains on my shirt say i came from the dirt like a lotus
i am f-cking beautiful

verse 2 (that dude aj)

a wise man once said something
if you have nothing nice to say, you say nothing
that was the last time he was ever heard from
i presume he vaporized with a bird’s song
i presume his dad had started feeling helpless
his mom.. shackled in a fake gold necklace
keep it all business, everything detaches
misery no more loves company, it freelances
concrete cocc–ns are breeding monotony
any song of grief is cacophony
and since you’re appalled, sincere apologies
honestly, i dont believe in your loyalty
pffff there is no reason or doubt
i keep a seasonal mouth, i’m easily proud
for the record, i write cl-ssic songs
not an old player, i’m the gramophone!
like a benedict ever been addicted to god’s love
i’ve been a dictator on a song that they’ve all sung
mind your p-ssenger, white amb-ssador
working cl-ss is a flight of scavengers
autopilot, time travellers
hand on the gun and eyes on the calendar
hungry minds they f-ck with gravity
end up sunk in apathy
bank debts dump the salary
shed blood for a lump of jaggery
meanwhile b-ttermilk families
treadmills burn down the calory
silver spoon in the chicken soup
the world is a boul of spit and drool
long judgments overdue
we still mourn the golden goose
the podium, it moulds the truth
objection overruled

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