Kabhi karun choke
Writer's block
Isolation for IQ drop
Suffocation and 9 mil Glock
Reincarnation gracious God
Jaate dekhe apne toh kiya nahi stop
Band aids on them
Bullet shots
In the end
Everything is an ocean drop
Ab dar lage kyun
Jab chun liya maut
Main nahi interested
In your misfit dance
Or your lipstick ma'am
Or your tinted hair
Or didn't they tell
I been through hell
Now you want to come back
Baby kiss my ass
Teri hindrance
Or Teri jhuthi care
Dekhe the Jo khwab
Sare tute hain
Maine tukde uthae
Bina kuch keh ke
Tumse duriyan banai
Ab hum khush rehtee
