Chorus 1:
Tujhe Dekha To Ye Jana Sanum
Girl wanna come around here for a run. (For a run)
One time piece, off the JD and some rum
I’m always out here looking for some fun. (Ay)
She wanna come with all that wass then I’m done talking call me Kojo Funds (Yeah me dun’ talkin)
Straight paper, paper chaser
End these rappers’ careers you can call me an eraser
Electrifying lyrics and flows like a tazer
Park on the beat, that’s a pandemic
Palpitations yeah, you’re requiring a medic (sabes sabes)
All these pussy producers, rappers are pathetic
Versatility, you be killing me
Verse 1:
Never thought I’d do it but I did
Motherfuckers wanna come fuck with the kid
Fucking with the goat, maharajah, Indian prince, ain’t no rapper going harder
Collateral damage when I step into the booth
Bitch wanna buck my line but we’re through
These man wanna beg religion but I’m true
These man are stoned but I’m on my own island
Where’s PAVE? Can’t locate him, can’t find him (where)
I stand alone like Sardinia
Straight to the point yeah I’m linear
New papa, like Guinea
I rip the beat a tonne, like Minnie
These MCs get spun, they get run
I grew up on Young Sinatra, Big Pun (Sinatra)
I’m the resurgence of Hip-Hop music
I’ve got a talent I’mma use it
Like Tom yeah I cruise it (skrrrt)
Iraqi ting, told her back that (Bagdad) up
Feeling on me while I’m sitting in the cut
This is PAVE, rebel, Subhas Chandra Bose (Tranquilo)
All I represent is who I am that’s shown by my bros
Chorus 2:
Tujhe Dekha To Ye Jana Sanum
Girl wanna come around here for a run. (For a run)
One time piece, off the JD and some rum
I’m always out here looking for some fun. (Ay)
She wanna come with all that wass then I’m done talking call me Kojo Funds (Yeah me dun’ talkin)
Straight paper, paper chaser
End these rappers’ careers you can call me an eraser
Electrifying lyrics and flows like a tazer
Park on the beat, that’s a pandemic
Palpitations yeah, you’re requiring a medic (sabes sabes)
All these pussy producers, rappers are pathetic
Let’s hit em again
Verse 2:
My boy T riding these birds
But those birds laying behind bars
I'm riding these birds but these birds laying in my yard
I'm so icy like I’m stepping out in Reykjavik
Got people preeing what I'm doing and they can't take this shit
I step into the booth and it starts snowing
Get your Canada goose on cos global is where I'm going
My boy selling white while I'm selling these rhymes
For the boy from N22 these are ridiculous times
Gonna be counting money in my right hand and drinking champagne with the left
Bringing that new UK vibe, whilst coming with that old Mos Def
Never been a gunner, what can I say they never win
You either gonna end up behind bars when you link up or in the death bin
I'm more like Harry Kane because I score from left, right or central
Feature me on a record, for you it'll be detrimental
I flow like a river. 1, 2, 3 how many strokes do I give her? I give her a shiver
She loving the vanilla, I see the way that her lip start to quiver. I'm like a UPS truck, the way I come in and deliver
I got all these guys tripping like a package holiday
Your girl hit me up on the phone yo, she wanna fornicate
Honestly, look at the commas b
I choke beats like asphyxiation
I push MC's into reclusion like incarceration
I'm impatient, going to take over the world, fuck a nation
Napoleonic, Gengis Khan. When I step into the booth they know wagwan
I'm a conqueror, kick you in the teeth and then jump on ya.
Savagery, pure fuckery. You want an adrenaline rush, come and buck me
I break down beats into energy like an enzyme. These rappers invest in Armani. I invest time
Chorus 3:
Tujhe Dekha To Ye Jana Sanum
Girl wanna come around here for a run. (For a run)
One time piece, off the JD and some rum
I’m always out here looking for some fun. (Ay)
She wanna come with all that wass then I’m done talking call me Kojo Funds (Yeah me dun’ talkin)
Straight paper, paper chaser
End these rappers’ careers you can call me an eraser
Electrifying lyrics and flows like a tazer
Park on the beat, that’s a pandemic
Palpitations yeah, you’re requiring a medic (sabes sabes)
All these pussy producers, rappers are pathetic
Yeah I’m running up the funds (up my funds)
Kush coming heavy, yeah it’s filling up my lungs (Up my lungs)
Can’t believe this shit that I’ve done
Why she always wanna play?
I don’t really fuck around with that the beat I slay
