Kishan The Jinn - Suno

Aye baba
Suno
Suno
Suno
(Aye baba)
Hey baba
Suno
Suno
Suno
(Aye baba)
Suno
Never made much of a fuss
We been
Thrown under the bus
Life ain't a breeze par sahiye
No rupees for the work we put in
Playing catch up in the west
Family matters a mess
Yes
Never digress
From the lack of rest
Putting on a face that represents
So much less
Than everything others possess
Saying shit about it causes unrest
I become a political statement for the things I confess
Not doing it to impress
But to raise awareness
For the past behind the face you don't miss
On the bus
Taxis in the streets
Minimum wage to the top
That's on me that's on us
That's creed
That's years of bloodshed under the greed
Lies pain and misery
Beauty snatched from the young
And the old
Living and working bare hands
In the city
And the farms
Democracy for the rich
Austerity for the poor
Blindsided by the hands wanna forget
Who makes the world run on all fours
Corner stores to the shores
Coal mines to the top floors
Big companies want a work force
Say Jai Hind get an income source
Stand on our head never show remorse
I'm a work horse
Getting paid short
Think about it shit could be a lot worse
Life in the gutters for my ancestors
While they cleaned all their hands o' the bad lessons
That they learnt from the ones who took it from them
Richness of culture
Took it from them
Lessons of the Gita
Took it from them
Lived off the land but they
Took it from them
Aye baba
Suno
Suno
Suno
(Aye baba)
Hey baba
Suno
Suno
Suno
(Aye baba)
Suno
Picture this I'm a street dweller
Ain't got no time for police
Thappad me cos I walk in the street
With a rucksack
chappal and blistered feet
Cardboard homes
Built like thrones
Chopping them down like trees
Packing away moving from scene to scene
Invested in temples
But not in the hungry
So they can pay their donations and dowery
Living the Desi dream
Of a well to do family others can gloat at and fiend
Rukko baba
Ain't what the culture deemed
That was her majesty
Took all the spices and weed
Spelt butter chicken without the mirchi
Now all we do is invest in bad companies
Who sell bleaching cream
For the Bollywood dream
Of big bungalows where the movie stars gleam
Selling off social opinion for money
Selling off creep-culture in the movie scenes
Kabhir Singh doesn't sit by me
Suppose people can't really think on their feet
Or social distance when they work in the street,
Truth is you're never free
Starve or get taken by covid-19
Choose your path sing praise to Modi
Shrouded in controversy
Sucking big companies
Plagued by big subsidies
Keeping food from the people growing families to feed
For a nation so strong without guarantees
I live along
See that In blood there's no clarity
See in the past no ammenities
But the need to reveal an identity
Aye baba
Suno
Suno
Suno
(Aye baba)
Hey baba
Suno
Suno
Suno
(Aye baba)
Suno
Mera baat Suno
Mera dhun Suno
Mera baat Suno
Suno
Mera baat Suno
Mera dhun Suno
Mera baat Suno
Suno

Written by:
KISHAN THANAWALA

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