(Chorus: Smokey the Ghost & Aerate Sound) it's the return of the G, like Andre put your hands in the air make arms sway if you're bad to the bone and feeling alright in the hard hard days (Verse 1: Smokey the Ghost) I'm here to joke about some people that I know collect your sense of humor, sit back and listen to close Not so long ago, when rap wasn't so cold nobody knew what we do, me and BV spitting flows As the days keep on ticking, one day we met a soul Said he's an organizer and also CEO turned to V and said, I like the way you rhyme so sign the dotted line, don't read the print is fine Flash a curving smile, said he wants to make us rich said he wants performance but no pay, he hit the switch (Switch) 10 years to this day, still payments kinda vague Krunk they do me a favors, to give me what I made my rap, I rap away and replace the R in RSJ Azadi's political until you're pressing play so careful what you claim, and look before you aim the trees and frogs the same, Anti-social sort of name Selling out to crooks, broke artists are to blame so don't call this a comeback... (Chorus: Smokey the Ghost & Aerate Sound) it's the return of the G like Andre put your hands in the air make arms sway if you're bad to the bone and feeling alright in the hard hard days (Verse 2: Smokey the Ghost) Let it be known that I am the greatest that ever rock the mic, Like a clock, I strike This industry fucked up, made a cynic out of Rahul Giri But show no pity, I go all out Pallemoni Can't leave rap alone, the game needs my alimony See Raps my wifey, and Rap is sleeping with sand above it I Wake the princess with no kisses like I'm disco puppet I'm from the basement I hope to make it to cosmic's attic I cross the line Take what is mine Delay my payment Elusive vibes Take back your lies, your Views and your likes Fuck it I'm quitting rap and ill rap when I'm saying that, and I snap and you play this back, cause punk never craved the craft, I bunked every day of class, thunk every punch impact In fact, don't call this a comeback... (Chorus: Smokey the Ghost & Aerate Sound) it's the return of the G, like Andre put your hands in the air make arms sway if you're bad to the bone and feeling alright in the hard hard days it's the return of the G like Andre put your hands in the air make arms sway if you're bad to the bone and feeling alright in these hard hard days (Verse 3: Smokey the Ghost) They put out the spark now a days it's so dark now days, Can't see the vision, pinch of salt now days Don't let my brother Naqu Project his art, now a day, so fucking hard now a days, don't pray to god now a days now a days, I'm driven... on alcohol now a days, blinded on our mission, wannabe stars now a days given that our vision don't go far now a days When the heights of ambition tall is dwarf now a days it's so cold now a days, yours and mine now a days, my brother joe felt a shiver down his spine now a day I went to magnetic fields, stood in shade now a days Times is grave, greed is plague now a days, its the return

(Intro) (Verse 1: Smokey the Ghost) Hello world, The code of beginning How far have we come on this ball that is spinning Apart from the armor of ego defenses It must be the winning of capitalism (Breathe) Is Killing a family's filling of stomach When Syrian sons, are still in the syrup As cynical winners administered sinners To blow up the building of trade (Breathe) You're trumping a Donald, he's actually goofy But that all folks You killed David bowie Act like the Muslims don't even know thee, you're changing a vote to give it to... (Breathe) Tsunami that swallow the seas Demontize all of your greed Nobody cheese Surgical striking your efficacy (Breathe) Sounds like your human, don't know what your doing, voting for change in search of the chosen Hating the homos and dissing our women RSSVP Hitler and Lennon Ain't we just human, or have we forgotten By blaming the others, you're part of the problem, look up inside you, I ask you to breathe Ain't you just human, I ask you Breathe But I don't receive an answer, Human self has fallen to feet... (Chorus: Smokey the Ghost & Aerate Sound) Dead So i put my Ears To your head You spoke And you said In the last of your breath (2) Hello world (Hey) Hello world (Did you see?) (That we been) Hey Did you know That we been... Hey Did you see That we been... (Sax Solo by RJT) (Verse 2: Smokey the Ghost) For flyovers, you took all our trees Cause Human superior breed The white man is senior still, more melanin needy for cheap Labor and whipping Your cheek is turning like Gandhis on fleek I figured the father of speech, has vigor to pardon the weak The scissor you sought to your sheep Cause human superior breed... The white man is senior still, more melanin needy for cheap Labor and whipping Your cheek is turning like Gandhis on fleek I figured the father of speech, has vigor to pardon the weak The scissor you sought to your sheep (Chorus: Smokey the Ghost & Aerate Sound) Dead So I put my Ears To your head You spoke And you said In the last of your breath (2) Hello world (Hey) Hello world (Did you see?) (That we been) That's all folks (Breathe adlibs & Sax Solo by RJT)

Ya'll need drugs break (2) Ya'll need (3) (Chorus: Smokey the Ghost & Aerate Sound) But then the Grass is never greener for the one that cut the turf And That's why I spark a cherry, Fuck the world And then the flowers always sweeter, for the one that crush the bud And That's why I spark a cherry, Fuck the world But then the Grass is never greener for the one that cut the turf And That's why I spark a cherry, Fuck the world And then the flowers always sweeter, for the one that crush the bud And That's why I spark a cherry, Fuck the world I guess we all need drugs (belly bottom) Ya'll need drugs (disregarded) I guess we all need drugs (dwell in darkness) Ya'll need... Cherry orange Yall need drugs (belly bottom) I guess we all need drugs (disregarded) I guess we all need drugs (dwell in darkness) Ya'll need... Cherry orange (Verse 1: Smokey the Ghost) I guess we all need drugs, break petty armors 26 of every August Have some pity on us, I'll be very honest Feel the worlds retarded (mumbles and lights joint) Guess my humbleness mistaken to be Petty hearted And I stumble into people acting disregarded When life is full of dangers that are still evolving Survival of the fittest is the very problem Yet pretty darn sure, that I've been regardless The sun of my mother set Cherry orange I'm Semi-conscious, that the zen dissolves in Put a pretty nice girl, in a pretty coffin Ýa'll need drugs in the belly bottom, all these words that I wear, spelling garments Why you struggling to fly, still dwell in darkness When our minds hold the keys to any carpet so jealous of the fellas that are writing acapellas when the ones doing choruses, never did a verse we born to be a choir and inherit him and her's why hammer on chisel when the stone can never trust I sculpt a human being and I'm left with only dust my nerves are made of steel and my tears can never trust as we run the race of races why we fighting to be first cause when we reach the finish, I diminish into dirt sometimes on the fast lane, you let the car cruise let go of the steering bobbleheads nod too cause when I went to school, the teacher taught me alphabets, I smoke only the Ws, tryna find the juice Dissolve a bit of A, in the water, set me free I'm so confident of myself, I don't need to sniff the Cs # tagging what I breathe, magician of belief, but can you spot a cherry orange, Oh shit I got it guess we all need... (Chorus: Smokey the Ghost & Aerate Sound) But then the Grass is never greener for the one that cut the turf And That's why I spark a cherry, Fuck the world And then the flowers always sweeter, for the one that crush the bud And That's why I spark a cherry, Fuck the world But then the Grass is never greener for the one that cut the turf And That's why I spark a cherry, Fuck the world And then the flowers always sweeter, for the one that crush the bud And That's why I spark a cherry, Fuck the world I guess we all need drugs (belly bottom) Ya'll need drugs (disregarded) I guess we all need drugs (dwell in darkness) Ya'll need... Cherry orange Yall need drugs (belly bottom) I guess we all need drugs (disregarded) I guess we all need drugs (dwell in darkness) Ya'll need... Cherry orange

(Intro & Kannada sample) (Verse 1: Smokey the Ghost) Living up in Bangalore man I thought that everybody walk this way wake up to pe cos, my mojos peak when I sip this haze Vidhan Soudha lion got every cubb-on the park to play, All hail the queen that put Empires on a churches way No fan of Gandhi, my punches echo in Koshy says So Chinnaswamy let identity teleport away you probably can start it, I'll follow wherever UB Cantonment of coolies, enrolled in the gravy to float as IT reverse AKs make a Area-code Ashoka took golf balls, no birdes to hole, they fucked my city my soul Cause a Hideous growth Turn my moody Monroe, into a dubious hoe, But I Got to be patient Thank goodness gracious Hearts full of latent emotions that never made it Incarcerated by Self-doubt You try to fake it Dwell in thoughts that never was, Her Rebel cause Overthunk reality, she's walks the peril par An idle mind stations nothing but the devils shop Control by the chemicals, turned her to an animal, escaping a 9-5, be slave of mechanicals Remember that you got to be patient Black white or Asian Follow no nation Troubles we face em Without standing ovations Welcome to home, post-colonial invasion (Chorus: Aerate Sound & Smokey the Ghost) Turn on your vision, our two eyes frown don't you See no Religion, sing I'm alright Turn on your vision, our two eyes frown don't you See no Religion, sing I'm alright (Verse 2: Smokey the Ghost) Living up in Bangalore, man I thought ill never make it In a city populated full of silly occupations We travel so majestic, like tipu's summer palace Never Sold it in an auction, so national's the market, Similar apartments same cinema of solace As synonyms of people still differ where the heart is City of the gardens, girls are pretty, boys are honest Every breath is cherry orange, Lal bagh is like a forest. I'm nothin but a petal, you all nothing but a flower, Bangalore's a plant, man it's sunny when it showers Got women weed and Weather, and our anthers so developed, but I wish our ways were higher like we vishaveshwar iyer Love scatters like its Raman, haters sprouting every autumn, take steps full of caution or be stuck up in the bottom Treasure the distortion, mix a measure of emotion, to make a song about my home, the hole I feel it often But I Never Leave Bangalore broken My vocals are spoken by the people thats woken Open mind and they focus, unless they croak up in opus, welcome to home... Unless you doubt this is Bogus Please Remember that you got to be patient Black white or Asian Follow no nation Troubles we face em Without standing ovations Welcome to home, post-colonial invasion (Chorus: Aerate Sound & Smokey the Ghost) Turn on your vision, our two eyes frown don't you See no Religion, sing I'm alright Turn on your vision, our two eyes frown don't you See no Religion, sing I'm alright (Outro)

I'm feeling so Feeling so feeling so I'm feeling so shy my butterflies turn cannibals They're in my stomach eating on the sight of the beautiful attracted but i couldn't, describe it all of a sudden Theory of relativity sitting on that oven No quitting, push the button, over thinking's cushion cuddle From the cup of love my emotions spill and bubble Still i cannot speak in fullness, Anxiety reach the brim In the ocean for many years, my crushes couldn't swim Why Society made rules that dude's don't ever tear Went to a boy's school no barbies with my peers Involve me with your ears, no male will be my suitors Homosexuals and pussies don't qualify as abuses cause i'm Shy boy, Shy boy, Yeah yeah I'm a shy boy, shy boy yeah yeah I'm a shy boy, shy boy so shy I feel too shy to ask for help, Never sent the S.O.S It rains when im lonely, so i speak in only Consonants Shy about the I and U, im Fired but the fire's blue, thats why i stay so quiet, as they riot in my mockery, The truth is, the straight appear smudged Why rely on eye witness, when law is blind and bugged, Life is but a flower tugged under the crudest form of stone Don't need girls who dig for gold But ones who purify my (Breathe) Let the funnels of our love mix and unify the soul But if you choose a man of muscle, then brace to pay the toll I Embrace the vessel given, sip no greed that's overflown, Cause I know the grass is always greener when .will settle slow Shy boy, Shy boy, Yeah yeah I'm a shy boy, shy boy yeah yeah I'm a shy boy, shy boy so shy Shy boy, Shy boy, Yeah yeah I'm a shy boy, shy boy yeah yeah I'm a shy boy, shy boy so shy

(Verse 1: Unknown) Lyrics to the verse are unknown. (Chorus: Unknown) Pathetic flower form Embryos of religion I take it all into my diminishing sight (Verse 2: Smokey the Ghost) Pathetic flower form Embryos of religion I take it all into my diminishing sight Brown is what I'm like, they Divided into petals, my faces prefer the White's Broken by my prisms, I don't care about the White dudes Colors they see major, be like damn I ain't part of the palette And If I ever was born, if I ever was born as the cleverest orchid Miss Myself I'll never get owned by the surrogate clones Stigmas, but anther is thicker Every bee is the broker Only sex after marriage Offer your feelings Worried Untouchable tulips that color the sun Throw Flower or crap at you, funny I laugh at your humanish form Listen Cyclone, your like psyclone Inwards with your sins, live massive in psyc homes, like as if you're a wuss sporting the white shoes listen I drop my vision like (Chorus: Unknown) Pathetic flower form Embryos of religions I take it all into my diminishing sight

Brother (X3) (Chorus: Smokey the Ghost) I'm a South Indian macha, brown skinned in my colour. Found infinite, crowned intellect, cow sensitive brother I'm a South Indian macha, brown skinned in my colour. Found infinite, crowned intellect, cow sensitive brother I'm a South Indian macha, brown skinned in my colour. Found infinite, crowned intellect, cow sensitive brother I'm a South Indian macha, brown skinned in my colour. Found infinite, crowned intellect, cow sen...cow sen... cow sen... (ohhh) (Verse 1: Smokey the Ghost) Indian, you know that I got that curry on my clothes I crack your head on the same stone that the coconuts were broke Even Helium feels lower than the Mysore mall you smoke So take a drag of that idiki gold, that south Indian dope (drag) Way beyond the soul, your like that gravy of my clothes, put my lady up, on hold to sniff my daily dose of hope, Ur aliens, the human's life was taken off the globe, pimped and painted on a poker face, your faith all a joke Brown or white or black, in the bone we all will crack, let me remind that Death is blind, we all the same in fact, Please excuse my south Indian genes, I'm that brown syndicate, crowned intellect, cow sensitive brother (Chorus: Smokey the Ghost) I'm a South Indian macha, brown skinned in my colour. Found infinite, crowned intellect, cow sensitive brother I'm a South Indian macha, brown skinned in my colour. Found infinite, crowned intellect, cow sensitive brother I'm a South Indian macha, brown skinned in my colour. Found infinite, crowned intellect, cow sensitive brother I'm a South Indian macha, brown-skinned in my colour. Found infinite, crowned intellect, cow sen...cow sen...cow sen (Verse 2: Smokey the Ghost) Joe, well I got this flow Shoot you in the temple and the gods Invoked Laughing like I'm Senthil, when I pardon jokes With a little bit of spice, all of the girls and guys got digits to count to infinite twice, (hella brown) Ego from the north, better Settle down You don't wanna prey on my Pheromones Melanin, in my element, better tell a foe That I'm coming Heads wanna bang to the sound of a thavil, can't shake hands when I'm sipping on the rasam, Proud of the place I'm from, Malleshwaram Hit the Malabar when I wanna eat the putta Enter Tamil nadu when I wanna do the kutthu Telangana, cuse my bros Alamuru, HYD but I speak with you in thulu (thulu) and all this fucking hate for Bollywood is obvious Ramanujan but north isn't counting us put the fucking limits, but I tend to the conscious saved by the bell, my flows be so Gaussian... But i'm coming here to get the crown, chenddai on the drumming show you what I'm bout, every human is a flower we the fucking petals so be proud of what is ours, I can see I can see Rappers fake as they can be I'm that G but still so southern So Fuck Smokey RIP I'm that macha, phony people speech awoke me from my sleep. Why these people standards be so weak your sheep, so call me G I'm that macha Bring some beef, I Pluck some plantain leaves to eat Guess your life needs to be filtered like its South Indian coffee, I'm that macha So excuse my South Indian genes I'm the brown syndicate, crowned intellect Here to remind you peeps... (Outro) That black or white or brown. In the bone, we all will crack That black or white or brown. In the bone, we all will crack, I'm the macha

(Pre-Chorus: Aerate Sound) When you move, you move When you move, you move (Chorus: Smokey the Ghost & Shubhangi) Shout out Anyone there Does anyone care Is there anything fair, hey, hey Hear us shout out Anyone there Noone here shares Nothings fair, just truth & dare Rejuvenate and... (Verse 1: Smokey the Ghost) Varna system, Kal brahmin I'm on a mission here to spit shlokas on all your homas if you will listen the owner of my decisions make elastical collisions I'm rapping about the whites so put my vocals through a prism as people falling victims to all the world's religions when smokey is the prophet and the ghost is competition i'm inflammation rising in the foreigner's invasion but my aadhaar never said... I'm from the anti-nation, I resent the thoughts of patience made a simple observation criminals with power make an Indian politician let's have a conversation why we gave the brush to satan when the canvas that we paint on, is by, from and for the people do I see the god as equal? or he is just placebo? To an existential seeker I'm the solitary reaper (Pre-Chorus: Smokey the Ghost) I'm broken-spirited, brown color's the heritage, sound power's the element crowned the king of melanin I... (Chorus: Smokey the Ghost & Shubhangi) Shout out Anyone there Does anyone care Is there anything fair, hey, hey Hear us shout out Anyone there Noone here shares Nothings fair, just truth & dare Rejuvenate and... (Post Chorus: Aerate Sound) When you move, you move When you move, you move Broken spirited, brown color's the heritage (3) Crowned the king of melanin, bound my individuals... (Verse 2: Smokey the Ghost) Varna system, Kal brahmin I make you listen Like heating of milk, I've risen to sit for a nation's anthem I question your patriotism You criminals took my mother (pretending to save us all), put brothers against each other They Plucking the human flower, we're petals of different colors Searching to find the shade in the deserts of freedom struggle Where water is just like money, thirsty to sip the power But really they poking holes in our vessels, we couldn't fill it (Pre-Chorus: Smokey the Ghost) I'm broken-spirited, brown color's the heritage, sound power's the element crowned the king of melanin bound by individuals... (Aerate Sound Solo)

(Intro: Aerate Sund) Hurl light into me through darkness Hurl light into me through darkness (Verse 1: Smokey the Ghost) Human flower With the Pretty petals And its Gone missing In the storm Wishing that I'm wrong But I'm not Strong Wish I'm not Born in the world Am I Lit as fuck Should I give it up In the shade They try and rub But I never fade Let the light Shine bright in thee I was Very sour Life is heavy struggle and they call me hater Am I negativer Cause I shed a tear My blood is fear cause Trouble tower Over Me Let you mind set it free My brothers Diefferent Saw him Suffer cause I Saw him shiver But I Couldn't Help With the deck I delt I was sick of hell So promise lovers Let it shower and .. (Chorus: Smokey the Ghost & Aerate Sound) Hurl light into me through dark... Hurl light in me through dark Hurl light in me Hurl light in me through dark in Darkness. (Verse 2: Smokey the Ghost) Human form From the beard and bald Smell the cherry orange, and show me, love. Take a steady pace, when you ready race It's harder now a days anyways The human form Petals black and white Brown and olive, yellow is an alibi It is all a blur but never mind I'm back to my roots alumni Family pulls you down When haters are neighbors We all realizing now, Light and dark nothing but matter We on a ball, that spin We are the same, it matters Why we fight? Why we fall? Can we all come together and... (Chorus: Smokey the Ghost & Aerate Sound) Hurl light in me through dark Hurl light in me through Hurl light in me through dark Hurl light in me through Hurl light in me through dark Hurl light in me through Hurl light into me...