Break Bread - Naman, Kaly, Kahani

Plated with the table napkins, come and get your supper

The game is getting harder, we ain’t gettin' dumber

I know Naman’s a, get it done-er

The fastest learner, a mass earner, grass turner (Yeah)

They tell fables of the man that the cables come to

Current stuff, no impedance when the metals love you

What a tease, showing love when he wanna bend you

The best menus, the sex ends you (On god)

Tallys on the wall, cuz I been scratching at them — start from hatch

Happen to be having so much good that nothin bad

Bag the blessings in a bunch and get them passing in the hands

Brush the itty bitty speckles off my shirt and off my pants

With the cannon on the fortress ready, lets load em up

And if Bonnie on the side with me, let’s stick em up

If the prezzies in the duffle then, let’s zip em up

It’s N-A-M-A-N under pressure rising up

Phat ti meri presense mein

Bolti karun band inki ye chappri ho gaye reckless hain

Correction jaise sanki teacher, deta marks kanjuse se

Joker maanta aadhon ko, ye gussa nai ye hassi hai

Desi depth music, confuse nah kar tu ye khajooron se

Tunes mere gehne poore, chupe mitti ke neeche

Kan ke liye cancer the, ab naak ke baal bhi jhad jaate

Ye hagte aise mic pe, ab toh baas bhi aati gaanon se

Microphone check, hum baje separate

Bade motives, different method

Ye amendment, ye correction

Leave 'em reckless, you can check this!

Listen I’m here for the masses

At the same time it’s a little bit tragic

The trash that pass for rappin'

And y’all swear you snappin'

Let me take away castes, arranged marriages

Skin color embarrassment

And show me where the talent then

I ain’t competin' with y’all cuz y’all a mess

I done battled the best

I been stuck in my own head, unimpressed

And you think you’re causing me stress?

I’m brown, I been good at a test. I’m fine

I been rhyming since good timing and fake diamonds

Met ya momma hymen, you lyin

Come meet my trident

I’m tried and true and I ain’t hiding

And I ain’t talking Poseidon, shit

You should learn from me

Youngins say they never heard of me

Like it’s hurting me. Like it ain’t a certainty

For you, it’s curtains. My voice echo into eternity

You grew up learning me

So fall back with ya fraud raps

With ya fucking fake head wraps

Wrapped too tight, just for claps

I don’t love much, I love my wife and you ain’t that

So you could get… Insert gun noise

Ain’t I real? This verse a steal

You know the checks I get?

I wrote bars right in front of AR and break a sweat

You worried about royalties I’m royalty, I collect

I’m god blessed, y’all hard pressed to kiss the ring

RIP Nip, see they ain’t learn a thing

Y’all better chill, y’all ain’t getting money, I seen the deals!

You ain’t chasing the bag, you chasing photo opps

Ya style photoshopped, go take a photo, op!

See your numbers inflated, ratio fakin

No one relatin' ya whole team waitin'

Don’t make me say it, I just might, keep playing

My advice, don’t make K mad, keep prayin'