Roll Call
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Hello good morning Ladies and gentleman and children of all ages. Please welcome, from Mumbai, India - Citimall! Introducing Midnght Swami, A$AP ALLAH, Don Cody, Mad Prophit, Soham, Skinny Moses, CA Johnny Jain, and me The Stage Ek ek track par mein ata aur kano ko sunata shabdo ka takat (Haan) Aur kaunsa bantai he woh jo lata har ek beat par flow jo lagta hai ghaatak (Brrrr) Citimall sirf banate hai banger kya laga kaise pahuche hai hum yaha tak Faltu log nikle pehli fursat mein, Hindustani mein Bhau jaise Vikas Fatak Aanke khol, samne hai saath commander Raat mein hamla karne wale chamkadar Rap game ka Vader, hahakar machakar Inn bacchho ko bolunga I am your father Swami hai naam mera sunke tu dar Shots pauche mere direct to the sar Rap game chhod Bantai sambhal apna ghar Beechme aakar track ka maine kiya murder Spit fire like an arsonist, so I’m lit And if you think I’m narcissistic, I kid Rhymes sophisticated, dissect Yeah I got a-ce-ne, inspect Unmoderated, just graduated Held back, now I’m emancipated Delivery weak but I compensate it With bars on bars keep it saturated The people that I idolised made me pray to idols My dad, grandma, rabbi made me read the Bible Mexico released and now I’m feeling like the narcos Hit y’all with these Esco-BARs, feeling like I’m Pablo Had a bar-mitzvah, yamaka, celebrate Hanukkah Since I was circumcised, never believed in God Hardened like metapod, pardon my metaphors I’ve Spitting BARS ever since my BAR-mitzvah Surrounded by foul lines My thoughts hold me back up as I skip past these land mines Something you can’t crime My pillages f*ck up a village up real fine Dark souled like that Henny Fast man Obafemi Serve it up Denny’s, I break out the Patek F*ck a stick shift, go automatic (Skrr Skrr) Motivated I be movin’ like a motherfuckin’ spear Passing over haters while I enter god tier Finishin’ the mission, stuck inside a prism Splitting up light like I’m Melo not Near Break it up, spread it out Calling up bitches don’t bring up a doubt Six foot catch call it a trout Passin’ out hickeys, call me a girl scout Now I be Punching suckers Pretty fuckers Out the lockdown See sunshine become Stevie Wonder Your side hoes want me under Rhymes like thunder Raining hundos thank god I bought a raincoat Call my clique with the gat we're getting payloads For the love of art not for the bling pesos Citimall are amateur don't let em say so Prophit make em buck back to the real world, ay Musical genius come up like Camden Flow so precise nothing more to examine Fucking em barren and causing a famine Cooking up curry like I'm a Sri Lankan Mopped off the floor like you're phytoplankton Armed up with barrels on barrels on barrels Alcoholic, I'm consuming the gallons Run up the field when I enter the madam
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Written by: Aaryan Shetty, Aditya Arun, Arsalaan Abbas, Aryan Vakharia, Ishaan Rao, Nathan Solomon, Ninaad Surana
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