New Religion - Tienas, Cizzy, Gravity

Cizzy:

Jongoler asol raja, ami shanto e thaki

Kintu be’sur’o chechale, bujhe nebe amar haat e

Aat bochor dhore ata pische je chaki

Toder ruti ruji gele jak, I don’t give a fnaki (fuck e)

Ankora chele’r hambora bhab, real cliche

Kolikata’r shob goli, eshe meshe biyallishe

Ki aar bisesh, tora chire nili bol?

Still tryna get attention, like boimela’r foodstalls

Jotilota’r jotadhari, altushi khokababura

Pechon pechon ashe khali, lal jhuti se kakatua

Half gerua, half lal, aar half nil sada

Derfutiya sala, ombole dili ada

Barche boyesh joto, ami hocchi aro lal e lal

Purono chal bhat e bere, toder kore najehaal

Koto dhan e koto chal, jene rakh parle

Bhaat e mere rekhe debo, beshi bar barle

Tienas:

Test Me, I’ll Hop the Fence and then, Bringing In

Distress till you Feel the Wrath Avenging In, Hindering

Your Syndicate and Regiment for Benjamins, I Lit the Spit

With Gassoline and Paraffin and Kerosene on Everything

So Bless Me Father cuz i will Sin Again

I Killed these Rappers I Killed these Fuckin Beats, Ho

Achilles Fuckin Heels as the Devil Breaks a Leg on the Dance Floor,

Demons in my Room with the Angels i like their Company, Woah

As We Celebrate, Everyday, Levitate, Meditate, dont Hesitate, just Roll

So Woke i should be fuckin Eryka Badu, Step with a Pen thats my Weapon my Boo

Namaskar, Ima Star, Ima God and that Shit Is Real and im Natenyahu

Better Watch where you Step cuz this Land Mine and its pretty Dark Where i Live

Kav-E:

Hit harder than a Rumour G

Turn up get loud than Arnab B

The Coco be bitter make u lossin sleep

Skeletons at your door, remember me?

No 9 like kitty

No six on the ready

New Jack in the city, u die what pity

Dive 4 pussy

2Pill go crazy

You Lie 1Gb, u dead already

Scar me with ur party seen N.E.R.D die for real bruh.

Fancy Jabaris, you got your tech, you lost for real bruh

Got a c.

v u done like that

Voter i.

d no change like that

Got no A u sway like that

This time be swift, Go ye on that bitch

Tre Ess:

Pilkington on my tube

Internet been our roof

Different cites, same truth

Gully ki kahani ain’t new

Drowned in green facing blues

Piggy bank till my coupe

I see pigs on my news

I play for an audience fake as my shoes

No guitar so they think my depression ain’t true

Karachi to Ranchi, our leaders are fluke

Degree nahi, idhar chalti bandook

Career paths got violence en route

Wasseypur was my family’s roots

My cousin died while tryna do good

Baapon k paapon se jalta ye khoon

I ain’t acting like I’m better ho

I brought the whole scene together tho

These rappers really tryna get in articles

I’m a god to all of y’all particles

Misinterpretation of definition of education

Brought up to you by that nearest TV station

All these illusions have made us all stupid

Our life is a lie and we don’t even know it

Gravity:

Ha, dekh kaun aaya wapas hai!

Vishwas na, toh kaisi ibadat hai?

Inteqam hai, toh kaisi sharafat hai?

Intezar mai toh honi bagawat hai

Ooh, ravaiya kharab mera, kaam tera karna tamam hai na

Naam mera sar pe sawaar tere, jaan lena, mujhe

Mera daam, kaafi ucha toh thaan leta

Mai, mere uche mukaam

Jaake puch, mai takleef, mujhse jujh ke dikha

Jaate toot saare, lootne chale mujhe yaha

Maut ka saudagar, teri rooh laapata, ha!

Sarvanaash karta, kaand, katl-e-aam, saari chizo ko anjaam du

Haivaan mai sada, yeh meri shaan ki nishaani

Aawaz ka nafa, khel mera taaj, maharaaj mai sada!

Jay Kila:

Young Bollywood I only speak currency

Tell a friend tell a friend if they ain’t heard of me

I don’t worry see I move urgently

Told Tarun we gon take it like a burglary

Where my people at?

Is that weed or hash?

Who the one having fun while they steaming mad?

Did you see my dad?

Tell him he was right — I can see the path

Best believe we back — back again

It’s season 8 where the hell have you been

Where the hell are my friends?

When the hell does it end?

I don’t know anymore what the elephant is —

I’m just in my room counting views —

Buy my shit — subscribe to YouTube

I been doing this since '86

And I’m still the one making ladies wish

Jay the kiss

Nihal Shetty and The Accountant:

Never stop, oh life

Heavy hot, so high

Never had so light

Never had so tight

Flashlights and headlights, and a gun down

On the roadside, with the roadkill

And hustler with the parcel in his hands

Down in a glove with the police, so the shootout already happened

Ready happened

And nenna many cats in the bag

Proline like a floorshine

Wax on wax off

With a bar when I hit him in the face

Blacked out like a simpleton in space

Never made it to the race

Motherfucker still be tripping on his lace

Looks brutal, but he only got a taste

Believe me, I held back when I saw his Yeezys

I really laid it down nice and easy

I’m an old man now, can you please catch on

I’d shake on it, but your hands are greasy

Tre Ess:

Down (wait)

Down

Down

Down

Starin' into my abyss

I’ve been drowing in my sins

Starin' into our abyss (yeah)

We gon' drown in our sins (we will)

Starin' into my abyss (yeah)

I’ve been drowing in my sins

Starin' into my abyss

I’ve been, I’ve been

Down

Down

Down

Down

Down

Down (hold up)

Down

Down

Down (wait)

Down

Down!