Kalla Sha - Saitan (feat. A.B.I) Lyrics

Njan orkkum kalam ingane pokunna marunna vegathiyil
Endaaneee life in purpose mulmuna aayi en vedaniyil
Iru vasham nokkiyaaalum salgunan njan ee mekhalayil
Pinna kanaam kodathiyil
Jamyapeksham, ON athil will
Kathavasheshan, konathi pill
Itha vishesham, monarchy ill
Kalamnu shesham, comet's a drill
So much to kill

So little time I'm caught up with spiritual flex
Should I do rap or leave it to immature decks
Let em flip cards like they know it all
These niggas tremble when they get a call
Bitch baby mama preachin em' these laws
How to abide by
Situational baba
Nigga own yo shit instead of sayin bye bye
Me and Sha Psy bhai
Hoes outta Hawaii
Rap cheythu daaavu aayi
Beat maker star aayi
Njanga randum 6 aayi
Saathaanu bar aayi
Karmekham war aayi
Idiminnal aal aayi
Kootti mutti kada puzhaki maram veenu
Padaayi
Vandi annum pokilla
This that f*ckin murder spot
We waitin on some politicians and fake astronauts
Kala kaalam acid thoughts
Nirthalaakkiya classic clause
Nirthaan pattya, pass the cause
Convert money- pentacoast
Bitches trippin hard ofcourse
Lets see where there stardom goes
If it aint for tech bitch you be home
Wishin Santa clause
I'm the one to ban it all
I'm the one that standin tall
Five foot 7 yet The great f*ckin khali bro
Curfew in the buildin we'll let you in with that Molly bro
A.B.I mechanical
Kochi City chemical
Thalachor kayyettam
Occult inte pinnacle

Unknowingly njan ulli ketti Saathaaane
Undoing yeah, njan nulli akathi aashaane
Dinam prathi, ente ullu kathi medaaane
Flipped up thoughts, enne kaatho kaattu maakaane

Revelations outside of genesis
Goddamn with all these sedatives
Nightmares are fulla predators
Folks I know greater narrators
Of my life, perpetrators
Passed as my greatest homies
Leaked info, rated OG
Chekuthan vetham othi
Angel dress, pocket-fulla mothaf*ckin codeine
They just wanna A.B.I OD
Jealous of my skills, that these niggas always know me
Soft inside yet will kill a homie
Its my turn bitch, Ama come home and rob G's
Cant farm shit, nowadays all these crops cheap
Photo memories but I specifically cropped these
Faces of the book and now they looking at ma hook
meth lab Heisenberg rappin bout a strugglin cook
Like a bitch wishin mama's death - oh she an ugly cook
And he spits it before tasting, nigga gotta mowgli mook
Probably bark lover cuz he evolved off a cave man
Thats exactly where we headed but not all, Amen !
What created you is powerful, like the semen
Yet niggas nuttin like its mandatory, like Damn man !