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Sapne dekhna chalu kiye 8 saal se
Aankhein toh band hoti thhi shuruaat se
Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan ke aawaz ne
Iss roothte rascal ki rooh ko apne raag se
Bethakaan bimisaal mujhe aag di
School formality, hum bhaage jaise aandhi
Bowlers aur batsmen ne diya mujhe homework
Run up, stance right, action, foot work
Par ghar phonchke kiya TV on
Switch it off and do your homework, screaming mom
And you know, bachpan mein phat-ti
Toh aankhein bas book par jaise unme ladki thi
No playboy,
Bas, ek hi afsos, that I only played boy
Koi padhe din bhar, koi lage rahe nets mein
Aur hum, game mein thhe bench pe sirf expert comments mein
Par agar Dhiren hota toh mein
Apne bachhe ko uksaata ya sikhaata chain
Kohli ki batting, Jacques Kallis, Dale Steyn
Kya woh jaanta Sachin ki bachpan thhi ground pe
School se door par yun hi sekhte dhoop me
Paseene ke pool mein, jo bachche ko soojhe
Bachpan ke mazze mein cheen le kismat ki aankhon mein ghoor ke
Ya tohfa du usse zindagi bhar dhoondne
Namaste

Iss pinjre jaise building mai hum kas ke baithe
(Gave me no shot)
Lift meri band hai, kaise mai aau sapno ko milnein
(Make it to the top)
Yeh khidki bhi kaisi, jab raaste na dikhte
(Said i would flop)
Yeh kahaaniyan sirf Bollywood script mein

Is that security I'm looking at or safety nets?
Fuck attacking the world when you got the fence
Comma comma make a common man lose common sense
I'mma repent some of these thoughts is a sin
Dreams of degrees, money and wedding rings
Real dreams put to sleep never rise again
When your head twisted you can look within
Now i know safe and o-kay can mean different things
Maybe I got it better than I think
But just better off ain't better's what I think
Wash my hands off the riches in imported sinks
On my way back - sniff the freshest things
Like ambition over the Mithi stink
Other than freedom, smelt nearly every scent
When I have port wine, I taste struggle in every sip
Ambition is expensive, family taught me to keep a check
I'm just trying to get the funda clear
Would more security mean that you live less in fear?
Or would it disappear if we lived in the slums,
Really the slums, and you figured there's nothin certain here
The bottom most of pit of my heart
Says thank you God for every meal every bath
Each clean toilet, every kiss from my ma
But I don't know what's real in this middle class mirage

Iss pinjre jaise building mai hum kas ke baithe
Lift meri band hai, kaise mai aau sapno ko milnein
Yeh khidki bhi kaisi, jab raaste na dikhte
Yeh kahaaniyan sirf Bollywood script mein...