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Kazi: Ladies and gentlemen, Apnara jara acid ke
chinen na...
Ac1d: Acid Ki?
Kazi: Oi shala ekta bhooter baccha
Ac1d: Acid Kiii?
Kazi: Fine, he's a DEMON!
Ac1d: Acid is a What??
Ac1D Verse 1:
Acid is a demon stuck to the tomb in the back of the room
And the rumors provin the moons Awaking a monster strapped to the wall with
chains And half of the moment his locked in place
His face is masked in case His striving in hunger to run to your block
and Blade your throat, and cut your skin and eat
your flesh Just for the taste (ha ha)
A million souldiers marchin the war, its me against just all you foes,
This is how a killa goes, and *** *** all you hoes
Got joker, to strangle and choke her Back and forth on the sofa, the mattress soaked
Its over, both of the chickens screaming [mm mmm mmm mmm trunk slams shut)
I'm a psychopath, a maniac like - ayo bring the lady man
Bound to start the rain again beginning til' the very end
Oh you wanna' play again say hello to my little friend..
[body drops to the floor after gun shot]
Kazi Chorus 1:
Acid chule akash pure chite pore prithibi te
Attara hate chari pashe bibek nirbikar Bidyut chomkay, mati kape, raater roop e din
fire ashe Manob danob shobai hoye ei acid er shikar
Ac1D Verse 2:
Acid dhore jin er moto, bhoot rao bhoyte montro porto
[Acid ke?] Tor baap er baap er baap er dada'r baap er baba
BAAP RE BAAP! Opore niche agay pichay chari dikay nachay
shaap Ar purnima chaad e haate atta ondhokare kaap
e raat Police ailey lukai daa'
Roktoto hathay mukhay daag Ar bichnar nichay lash poray thakay
Bhanga komor ar' bhanga paa Ami ashle shobai jane mrittu-prohor bheshe
ashe Manush roop er poshu jara mukhosh tader khule
jabe Pabe na khuje pabe na amake aj tomadaer majhe
Ghoorni jhor er moto sriti akashe to meeshe jabe
Kazi Chorus:
Haat e choori dishehara niyotir bidhane kaach er moto shopno gulo jodi bhenge pore jay
Haate acid eka eka, age peeche keu nei dekhar, dui din er e duniya ajke ache kalke nai
Ac1D Verse 3:
Puffin' bud in the streets now lets cipher man
I got a dub in my hand like its Amsterdam Gram er bashar pukure to laash pure dhumay
Bonduk er guli, mathar bhitore ghumay Playin around will get your shoulder popped'
Semi-automatic cocked at ya call the doctor When my flow gets hot, you feel the burn
From the speakers, to your skin, to the hypoderm