Mr.Spin - Trance (feat. A.B.I) Lyrics

Speaking to people that I knew very well
Talking to folks who I was close as hell
The idea of India as a nation
Breaking the soul, insane abomination
It's like the gay man coming out the closet
Innate sense of pride, now it's my time to profit
A conversation with a friend from Assam
Forget the media, I know a lot of it is sham
What you see on the red channels would be
A far cry from the saffron tint it could be
Miles away from the truth agenda clad
Money speaks a lot, paint the walls plain to rad
Some people want to call it fear mongering
Stand in their shoes, you'll stop blabbering
So get this, the people blinded by his charisma
They'll take your rights one by one, no small drama
Until the point you forget how it all started
By then you can say goodbye to the country we regarded

Jab se chota tha, tab se sun raha hu main yeh
Hamari ayalvasi ki gand jali hui hai
Ayalvasi matlab teri bhasha me padosi
Aise daala, main shabdon ki anokhi raahi
Raha nahi gaya nahi border toh dekha nahi
Matlabi rahi intizar ki kami nahi
Ikathar me likhi Lennon ne kahani
Lafzon me aashaa thi duniya ki shanti
Do Hazaar Bees ab akhbaar khol le
Sarkar khilaaf, jao Pakistan mulle
Kab hoga Hindu Muslim bhai bhai
Kab hoga Indo Paki bhai bhai
Hai toh Vishnu Allah sankalp ke parinaam
Kya ho raha hai bhagwaan ke naam
Allah Hu Akbar bolke sar kaata
Jai Sriram bolke masjid thoda
Har desh ke logon me pyar hai
Shanti wale log sabse zyada hai
Nafrath ke khilaf bolna mera haqq hai
Band karunga nahi jab tak pyar hai

I was born Hindu, I think Christian, live Islam
So you can always find A.B.I calm
Cuz I blend with reality like its a trip
Chew the ballet box like its a f*cking tender rib
F*ck I aint never voted until this point
Clearly cuz I know where exactly this shit is going
New world order aint far so is you only groin
Kick it up to your brain with the speed of Boeing
Flights hijacked and these kites ransacked
All I did was chill at a monastery, north east packed
My fate Buddhist
I'm like a Jew clueless
Speak my mind with the money or brood putas
Screw ghoorkha wives or f*ckin rule two stars
For extinction homie like they brewed Tupac
So if its time for the war I got my bunker set
Its for my believers, a suicde bomber threat
Blow up in the thought of a sober sectionlist
I speak the truth so they tag my shit reckless bitch