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lirik lagu gaush - 25 freestyle

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[lyrics are being transcribed]

intro:
pehela round jeeta gaush ne abhi second round me firse loss kha
9 minute ka podcast uh uh, 9 minute ka woh p~rn tha
fake narrative establish karni paya, fail hogaye tere campaigns
abe gaush gang hi akele lera, imagine losing to a fanpage, lodu

verse:
mujhe jod mat koi scripted reality show se
inke favourites badhayengey ye, politics rojke
kiye 4 mahine torture ye morally todke
fairness kabhi tha hi nai show pe

sympathy gain kari channel se isne
act likе a baby and cried like a b~tch then
gand chaatе supandhi, jitana fix hai
battle ko chod wo season hi rigged hai (richter scale)

scale pe hai nai barabari
03 shook me a little, didn’t cause any damage
that sh~t got over right just like the show’s hype, seconds (2.0) chala uske baad hogaya vanish, aye
shake your sh~t up boy don’t plan it/planet
earthquake early warning, don’t panic
you’re like 5.7 and i’m 6.4
way serious of a threat d~mn it
is gaane se hi marega tu, na pohochne ki jaroorat address par
mai 26 ka nahi bete 25 ka, jaake pehele apne facts check kar
idhar kar show ki buraayi fir jaake saale un ki ass l!ck kar
poore channel ko thasake rakhe they gauresh aur uska manager

man rhymed gauresh with gauresh for 4 bars straight
nm ke chokre log chodhte nahi jisko pakde usko khol daalte
usa jana chaiye tha nakli show ke liye ruk kayko gaye
bengali nahi abhi american accent ~
uday, u die today

and i can do this all day no stress motherf~cker
chop lage khaas nai, hai clarity nai jhaat
made you lose by ‘run’ like you were batting second

no one bats an eye for a second
chal kya raha hai piche pohochti nai khabar
suna hai tera unreleased, bole “you don’t want the beef”
b~tch i want all of that, what’s up

chorus:
thas gaya ye
dera 10 bahane
jabhi man chahe
biche bas laashe
i don’t trust my friends
nikle sarp saale
i need one more hit
just to pop my sh~t

bhai isko lakhwa lag gaya hai
dekh gaush laya diss, isko sadma lag gaya hai
hype chase kabse kar raha hai
tabhi baap se tedi baat karne lag gaya hai

thas gaya ye
dera 10 bahane
jabhi man chahe
biche bas laashe

verse:
aaraha nai mass on your own, tabhi kar raha aake mere field me disturbance (higgs)
man sold his soul to the devil
03 tha time and now you beefing with me son? (devil’s hour)
baffled you
shuru hote hi khatam, i feel bad for you hoe
b~tch goes on like a higgs boson, even that couldn’t make him the god particle (godd~mn)

mere pe kyu hi
they are letting air out, queef chehre se tu hi
maare tere g’s spot pe, dekhe hai bullies
revenge is sweet, and i’d be tasting it fully
you’re going down, get ahead (a head)
a don is (adonis) coming to push a (pusha) kid out, grah me (graham) nai khushi
seeing v~g~n~l juice is what battling you is like
that’s why i call it facing a p~ssy (face in a p~ssy)
always counted out (count it out) ~ enumeration
ripped to pieces, i tally ’em (pisa, italy) tabulation
sequence of events, laaye ubasi (liber abaci)
sum the previous bars ~ fibonacci

feeble n~z~s, kil kare juice up (jews)
had me gassed up for such a hollow cost (holocaust)
now you’re on my watch
and i’ll log you off (~n~log)
bars fall apart
like you’re out of mars (audemars) (network, chocolate)

aulaad nahi bada bhai bol
diss me harane nai jamraha toh sala ye paid pr’s idhar chalaray bohot

fake news, fake prs kare bhi lage itne jyada average motherf~cker
diss dalne ki bhi jaroorat nai isko fans hi mere kar rahe hai damage motherf~cker

battle rapper mere lund se ye kaha pe hai iska k!ller instinct
ye pre written bole, counters maare maine without mask with a lip sync

moot diya tere battle rap pe, karega aaram gaush iske baad
gandmasti hi karni terko toh fir beef karle jaake gauntlet ke saath

mai fisla toh aagaye they log mujhe uthaane bhai waha kamake gaya tha
mai khud se gira waha first time, baaki har baar mujhe giraya gaya tha

main stage
pe ye chatengey aur kare fame gain
even though we on the same page
you can never be on the same pain

gaush gang ne diye saare proofs inki gand fati jaake silwaye
kya inspire kar raha ladko ko beta khud mere se tu inspired
ladkiya aati hai samne se apan kabhi nai padte hai choot ke naad me
sign language se tu muth maar aur fir moan kar apne doosre haath se

inke gang me saare kriss kross bhare seedhe kisi ke bhi na hai daant
agar khatna karana hai free me, inke moo me lund de do bhaisahab
ye beef apni goes way back, jaise hairline vni ka
bolta hai mujhe copy fir jaake bantai aur $ ka style chaap
chorus:
thas gaya ye
dera 10 bahane
jabhi man chahe
biche bas laashe

i don’t trust my friends
nikle sarp saale
i need one more hit
just to pop my sh~t

bhai isko lakhwa lag gaya hai
dekh gaush laya diss, isko sadma lag gaya hai
hype chase kabse kar raha hai
tabhi baap se tedi baat karne lag gaya hai

thas gaya ye
dera 10 bahane
jabhi man chahe
biche bas laashe

verse:
bohot pehele ho chuke ‘o’ wale flows bete karle kuch thoda toh original
all on my own lekin chochle karoge toh phod dengey bro teri khol dengey pol
rolling with cole, he the goat doing no metaphors with the clothes, but i won’t ever fold
ohh you a hoe little virgin ass b~tch
the only thing he’s getting blown is his nose

sikha mat galat sahi
terko letaake chodunga palang pe hi
diddy leraha hai terko reverse cowgirl me par peheli baar nai jo tu palat rahi (haha)
swallow karle mera namak bhai
tu for the streets, par tu sadak nai
navi mumbai ke chokre log chodte nai bantai dete hum seedha halak me hi (samajh me aaya kya)

laude se chooraha be lyrically tu
flow taapne me accha, kar mimicry tu
channel tujhe pair kar raha tha mere khilaaf
tab jaake thodi hype mili tujhe ooh!

channel cap bohot karte
bolne pe chal unke, ramp walk ladke
style tera khudka nahi, lage wannabe
jaise delhi rappers bombay slangs mock karke (bawe)

ask about me
aakho ke saamne, gaush lashes out b~tch
channel ne suna you just turned 18, tabhi aake pela tujhe casting couch pe
nanga ye ghume, no fashion outfits
khud aake saamne jhuka hai (god gaush)
samne se beef leke chudgaya jindagibhar mujhe gand de chuka hai

pass horahe nai bill, gates se tere i’mma call you a crude liability/accrued liability
how are you balancing sheets, iske balance ki sheets jab khud horahi tally nai
paise nai milne ki baat kare channel se winning prize aaya nai ab bhi
the only time he got paid by t is when is working at dolly ki tapri

show ke baad fatna naseeb me nai ladke saare gayab hai
show pe tu kara woh theekh, ab ye nachega sirf gauresh ke ishaare pe
tried your best but bassick outrapped your ass in ground shunya
fumble tabhi khud kara tha chutiya, pakad lete sab chote jasoos yaha

tu aur teri rhyme schemes copied ~ chopper me token se lo~fi me anjum se
flows mimic karna aasan hai naye banane mushkil samjhega tu kar khud se
battle bars khudke recycled, duniya ko nasamajh samajhe ye mandbudhhi
har kadam pe i be going so ham, gang teri jale mere har gun se

channel tha gira raha mujhe, aur madat kare tujhe chadhne
ishaare kara shoot 2 baar iske liye, helping hands for this f~ckface
sign language coach laye iske liye fir bhi kar nai paya actions dhang se
tell me what’s the point of using sign language if you cannot do it on the first take

teri personality jaise bro idhar pe split hoga aadhe me tu (aadhe me)
ye single nai double hai twin tower andar se phodu aur bahar se bhi lu (9/11)
triple extension (s)trap, bro aagaya dekh mere jhaase/jahseh me tu (xxxtentacion)
golmaal wala lucky ye totla supandhi har jageh kare “ayy mayayayao”

skit

ye metal rod hai mere haath me, right hand me rakhi grip tight (right hand grip rule)
mera thumb batayega direction of the current, ungliya magnetic field right
physics use kar raha real life me, there’s one other rule as well
tu baat samajh, when i screw you with this c~ck
teri ass hogi max swell (maxwell cork screw rule)

2 l’s gandu
bete har angle se mai right hoon
aaya flamingo city se, laya dekh fleming’s left hand rule:
thumb shows direction of the force
index shows magnetic field
middle shows where current travels to
but this middle finger is at you, b~tch

halftime beat transition:
gaush level pohoch na paye launde, kar surrender
galat panga le liya just for a couple mentions
knuckle benders, the way they fastcap
now get f~cked in both holes, ye agla beat switch tera doubleender

lyrics after beat switch:
haal dekh kharab poora ho rakha hai
is baari jhadge ke baad na samjhota bhai
flows mere taape, ise lage iska h~ll hi pad (helipad)
yahape hogi chopper se death jaise kobe bryant

helicopter ye hoga fly
f~ck a b~tch then skip her (skipper) jaise dhoni bhai
thala kingdom ka, aaya raja staan pe (rajasthan)
mai vaar (mewar) karu jab bhi, uday poora (udaipur) ho tabah hai

ghar tak aagaya
abe band karde randirona
saali kutte ki pooch hai ye, hogi nai seedhi
ab rone ko har jagah dhundhraha hai pandhi kona (pandikona ~ dog breed)

khali fillers mare botox
sirf emulate karke chale jaise roblox
ye gana jab drop hoga chup jana kahi pe toh ya toh bantai kardena apna phone off, b~tch

ab iske pass kuch bacha nai bolne toh mangray lyrical beef
facts aur lyrics in dono me baap iska gaana sunte hi chaddi geeli kardi
laya tu khud uska naam sale beef me, toh fir mai bhi jaane de kyu
khud leta ladki ka naam pehele beef me
and i take it further toh hum hi pe dosh

mai tha jabhi accha insaan tab i only get stepped on
man i’m tired of always being the bigger person, khudki sochu because no one else won’t
khudki side of story time aane pe karunga public, not on cellphones
mujhse sunoge nahi kabhi is ladki wale matter pe kuch bhi tumlog henceforth

490 word count:
gaush ke na kabhi muquam pe ye koi nai jagah pe aur meri jubaan kabhi kaape na
tike na koi mere aade me tere mai gand me ghus ke maar lu be, thane aa
zikr mera tu kara, toh udhar hi mara tu sale tu bhag raha hai kaha par haa?
tere se pehele se tha mera kafi naam
mere toh yaha pe tu gaano se kaap raha hai

mafi na tujh hi ko maare hum aare yahaan
saap na paale hum kabhi nai jaane yahaan
kidhar hi bhage ye bache na mere se
bete ko zinda mai gaad dunga yahaan pe haan
mere pe aane mai dunga mai kabhi nai jara bhi nai bete hota mai raazi na
khel rahe hain ye mere hi naam se gaya tu kaam se
bete tu maang le mere se maafi

aur karunga khatam mai tere ko bole jab man me aate khayal hai jab bhi
hawa na lage be tere ko jara si mere se bete tu ab aa ke seekh
dikh hi nai paate woh tik hi nai paate woh sab hi se alag hai meri ye league
aur jin hi ki baat hai ye sun ke aate be
unhi ki pehele hi mai laga du g
aur pade jo kaan pe tere ye jo lafe tu kabhi na kabhi toh khayega
tere ko toh nai pata hai mai kaise bana hai toh bane be kavi tu kahe ka
dar hi ke ghume ye zameen ke tale be dabe ye neech hai aur dum hi le paye na
fat rahi hai itni me teri toh fir tu kabhi na meri yaha
jageh le paye na

lund pe baje ye saare ye choo bhi nai paaye na kabhi ye meri likhayi na
bhide tu mere se kahe ka kasam hai khuda ki tere ko vachan hai bhai ka
mere tu chehre pe alag hai mile toh fir ye dar hume tab hi dikh jaye na
fatte me ada mat taange tu mere mai dafan hi karunga mile ye bhai jahaan

dekhi nai jati hai tere se tarraki meri toh
mar hi ke fir ye na aye bahar
kaise hi ye kare ye barabari bala ye talegi ab hi nahi jor ye lagaye jaa
raha hai tu shakal dikhaane ke layak nai

mare ye jaha bhi jee ke nai faayda
dikh hi nai paye naa
likh hi nai paye naa
bik hi nai paye naa
kidhar hi jaye baa

tik hi nai paye na maar tu mere se
idhar hi khaye na vaar du tere ko
jit hi nai paaye na khaak, bey tere se
mil hi nai aaye na jhaat koi, pehele se

seh bhi na pau na faltu mere pe
hai bhi na time gawau hi kyu tere pe
lene ke dene jab pade hi gaye tere ko
dhundh kar aau fir ghaav du chehre pe

le raha hai tu kabhi nai jagah yaha
meri be chalte reh sale tu chal!


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