Get Set Go Songtext
von UMX

Get set go
Toh mic pai dete gaand tod
Vincent gogh
Chi kan cxatan yim art work
Bas sick talk
Yeh sit com ni baith jao
Kabhi miss mark nhi hota
Get set go


I′m comin' back for my motherfucking crown
Kitna seekha ab in laundon ko kyun mai bataun
Yeh sab hain underground
I′m flyin' over them
Toh bande kare lsd and we thunderclouds
Shut the fuck up Man!
I'm just outta this game
Osama dead!
Laden revolution par that′s what not my Mamma said
She said ek waqt roti hoti naseeb hoti hai chain se
Jab ek banda laal poshak mai born again
Man i′m born again to this game
Mai khabib, Champion
Kalam tez karli sab ab chute pair ambience
Milta in sab london ko jab muft ka khane ko
Toh yeh bande karte thasal, par meri hustle they
Can't sense
Woah!
Karta mai animate
Tab bhi mai chup
Mai ni mannequin
In sabki zindagi live pe kate kehne se
Jab bhi mai jutsu karu they do not Anime
Yuh
Yeh sab waqt dekhen mai waqt badlun bas fark yahi
Yeh qad dekhen par abhi sandooken band nahi
Mai raaz kholun bologe bandooken chal gayi
Jab ni gun wun baje toh chalegi con voy
Issa bomb
Ya phir banger bolo
Jab kimmy granger ki phate it′s a gang ni solo
Aur yeh sab hook leke aate aur kehte hain ki yeh bajega
Kachhe tangun inke hooks pe toh hanger bolun

Get set go, toh mic pai dete gaand tod
Vincent gogh, chi kan cxatan yim art work
Bss sick talk. Yeh sit com ni beth jao
Kabhi miss mark nhi hota get set go


Pathar mare rapper kanch ke hogaye
Har din ek naya toote
Ek ko phansi hogyi
Wo jo upar jane ki sonche wo chala gaya door
Aur ek aur rapper aya aur ek launch bhi hogaya
Shit!
Its a never ending cycle isko hum chalarahe
Patton ki mkc aur unko hum jalarhe
Hai unpe bani tere khaab ki tasweer
Ab tabeer kare kon?
Hum ye kyun chillarhe
Fuck it's ending percussion
Unko ni milegi sense
Jab bole rapper that he raps, fuck he′s making sense
Ya double cheez these nuts on my freezing buns
You'll see stevie i wonder what my breeding month is
So it means im peaky and i hide my blunts
So if you wanna roll with me
Gotta seal these terms
I can clean these germs
An I′ll eat these gums
So I'm the one who's ice
And I′m the one who folds
Fuck! Yeah!
Bande sare chod dete
It′s a fact
Jab attack karna hota
Yeh launde karte defend
Yeh hai bhoot
They can't even have a shoot
Toh phir moo pe mai kehta tujhe teri in baaton bhi the end
Kede shooter?
Kaidi teri barbadi pew pew
Jab bande bagdadi
Toh chalte hai sentalees
Wo karte hain manmani
Kat te kheere sab bareek
Mausam kitna kiya sunny
Ab tareekh pe tareekh
Yel le maal phook
Jadoo mujhse milne ke bad
Beqaboo saboot
Inki nickerain short
Mai baap hun tera
Toh kar pairi pauna
Mai tera khaab hun banna
Toh ban sakega na
Kabhi bhi fuck these facts
Apni side
Khade rehte bros
Waqti fans, sabki behn
Sade pade rehte log
Qaqti fans, sardi mai
Ladke khade rehte roz
Its a move
Meant to get us revolution