Tujhe Khak Me Paak Milaunga - Manish Upadhyay

Why the hell would you run this game? Both my hands are tied Afraid of thinking I dug my own grave Fuck around with this Strange and elusive, too afraid to lose it I don't mind this pain Most niggas want you for your candy They'll never know just how long it takes I wave my own pride And put it all on the line There I go, volunteering, punish me Self inflicted pain, sickness over used Way over used Here I stay, hey, time to time It must be what you put me through It must be what you put me through A little while longer A bit more time Why would you run these thoughts across my mind? Please, relieve me As cool as I remain There's a point in which I'll lose my self restraint Say, love, most niggas would've left you lonely I fancy throwing it all away I see it to my own demise How much longer will I let it ride? There I go, volunteering, punish me Self inflicted pain, sickness over used Will I let it ride? (Here I stay) Here I stay, time to time It must be what you put me through (yeah, time to time) It must be what you put me through Hey it must be (here I stay time to time) It must be what you put me through It must be what you put me through

My faith is buried somewhere underneath the town (Until it's paid for) Strawberry season, my sweetheart is coming 'round (I hear it rain and pour) How did you find me here? It must be perfect timing (Forever grateful) If I didn't love you then I damn sure love you now (Fruit of your labor) Say ain't shit change but the bank statements Spent the summer in the wave with the beach babies Threw your chula in the buggie With the top down up the PCH I'm heading north, I hope it doesn't rain Went from playing community ball to balling with the majors (Oh, what you major?) Yeah nigga I ran bases, pitch flame I call plays, remove labels And fuck fame, that killed all my favorite entertainers (Nothing short of amazing, ooh yeah) But I'm short on my patience See, I don't play that shit, I don't ever forget And don't forget that dot, nigga you paid for it I spent years being called out my name Living under my greatness But what don't kill me is motivation My faith is buried somewhere underneath the town (Until it's paid for) Strawberry season, my sweetheart is coming 'round (I hear it rain and pour) How did you find me here? It must be perfect timing (Forever grateful) If I didn't love you then I damn sure love you now (Fruit of your labor) Yeah, say, yeah Six years old I tried my first pair of Jordans on (Momma can you carry me?) It was late in the fall I caught a glimpse of my first love, my God (Momma can you carry me?) Knees hit the floor, screams to the Lord Why they had to take my ma? (Momma carry me?) To the early morn (Momma can you carry me?) To the early morning (Momma can you carry me?) Hey, hey, hey, gather 'round hustlers That is if you're still living And get on down before the judge give the sentence A few more rounds before the feds come and get you Is you gonna smile when your date gets issued? You know them feds taking pictures Your mom's in prison, your father need a new kidney You family's splitting, rivalries between siblings If cash ain't king it's damn sure the incentive And good riddance Is the element of danger an important factor for the members of your peer group? Yes, you might say that. Why don't you give it a try and find out for yourself? 'Bout the year Drizzy and Cole dropped Before K.Dot had it locked I was sleeping on the floor, newborn baby boy Tryna get my money pot so wifey wouldn't get deported Cursing the heavens, falling out of orbit Tryna roll this seven, tryna up my portion What about your goals? What about your leverage? So they don't force you into some hole What's the meaning of my fortune reading? When I crack the cookie all it said was "keep dreaming" When I look at my tree, I see leaves missing Generations of harsh living and addiction I came to visit during the seven year stint But they wouldn't let me in because my license suspended Now I'm scraping the pennies just to kiss you on your cheek It's gonna be a couple weeks before I get it I know you miss me Six years old I tried my first pair of Jordans on (Momma can you carry me?) It was late in the fall I caught a glimpse of my first love, my God (Momma can you carry me?) Knees hit the floor, screams to the Lord Why they had to take my ma? (Momma can you carry me?) To the early morn (Momma can you carry me?) To the early morning (Momma can you carry me?) (Momma can you carry me?) (Momma can you carry me?) (Momma can you carry me?) (Momma can you carry me?) Yeah, oh, oh, oh And one of these is my rise One of these is my downfall And I'm the one to make it right I wanna make it right And one of these is my rise One of these is my downfall And I'm the one to make it right I wanna make it right I wanna make it right I wanna make it right (Momma can you carry me?) To the early morning (Momma can you carry me?) To the early morning (Momma can you carry me?) Oh lord (Momma can you carry me?) (Momma can you carry me?) (Momma can you carry me?) (Momma can you carry me?) (Momma can you carry me?) I see here they call you a masochist I like pain Can you be specific? What kind of pain do you like? Any kind of pain

(Bongo by the way) Bumper to bumper like L.A. in traffic I write the lyrics, she make the captions Who gon' direct you with all them theatrics? But of course Ain't that the way it's supposed to be 'Pose to be, it's supposed to be, yeah Here with me, here with me, yeah 'Cause you're here with me (wait) Like New York in traffic I make the features and do all the casting Who gon' direct me with all these theatrics? But of course, go head and roll one Ain't gotta pass it I'll play the role but this ain't no actin' This show is over but we can't be cancelled But of course Ain't that the way it's supposed to be ('pose to be) 'Pose to be, it's supposed to be, yeah Here with me, here with me 'Cause you're here with me Give me more than sex, yeah, I need to connect Don't wanna wake up in the morning feeling sad and regretful Don't wanna press, but when it's us want you to make me feel special But of course Give me more than sex, yeah, I need to connect Don't wanna wake up in the morning feeling sad and regretful Don't wanna press, but when it's us want you to make me feel special But of course Ain't that the way it's supposed to be 'Pose to be, it's supposed to be, eah Here with me, here with me, yeah 'Cause you're here with me