SOUTH INDIAN MACHA (feat. Aerate Sound)

Brother, Brother, BROTHER I'm a South Indian macha, brown-skinned in my colour Found infinite, crowned intellect, cow sensitive brother I'm a South Indian macha, brown-skinned in my colour We Found infinite, crowned intellect, cow sen... cow sen... cow sen... (Ohhh) Indian, you know that I got that curry on my clothes I crack your head on the same stone that the coconuts were broke Even Helium feels lower than the Mysore mall you smoke So take a drag of that idiki gold, that south Indian dope (Drag) Way beyond the soul, your like that gravy of my clothes Put my lady up, on hold to sniff my daily dose of hope Ur aliens, the human's life was taken off the globe, Pimped and painted on a poker face, your faith all a joke Black or white or brown, in the bone we all will crack Let me remind that Death is blind, we all the same in fact, Please Excuse My south Indian genes, I'm that brown syndicate, crowned intellect, cow sensitive brother I'm a South Indian macha, brown-skinned in my colour Found infinite, crowned intellect, cow sensitive brother I'm a South Indian macha, brown-skinned in my colour Found infinite, crowned intellect, cow sensitive brother I'm a South Indian macha, brown-skinned in my colour We Found infinite, crowned intellect, cow sen... cow sen... cow sen Joe, well I got this flow Shoot you in the temple and the gods Invoked Laughing like I'm Senthil, when I pardon jokes With a little bit of spice, All of the girls and guys got digits To count to infinite twice, (hella brown) Ego from the north, better Settle down You don't wanna prey on my Pheromones Melanin, in my element, better tell a foe That I'm coming Heads wanna bang to the sound of a thavil, Can't shake hands when I'm sipping on The rasam, Proud of the place I'm from Malleshwaram Hit the Malabar when I wanna eat the putta Enter Tamil-nad when I wanna do the kutthu Telangana, cause my bros Alamuru, HYD but I speak with you in thulu (Thulu) And all this fucking hate for Bollywood is obvious Ramanujan but north isn't counting us Put the fucking limits, but I tend to the conscious Saved by the bell, my flows be so Gaussian... But I'm coming Here to get the crown, chendai on the drumming Show you what I'm bout, every human is a flower We the fucking petals so be proud of what is ours I can see I can see Rappers fake as they can be I'm that G but still so southern I'm that macha, phoney people speech awoke me from my sleep Why these people standards be so weak your sheep, so call me G I'm that macha Bring some beef I Pluck some plantain leaves to eat Guess your life needs to be filtered Like its South Indian coffee, I'm that macha So excuse my South Indian genes I'm the brown syndicate, crowned intellect Here to remind you peeps... That black or white or brown In the bone, we all will crack That black or white or brown In the bone, we all will crack, I'm the macha