Jay Alvi:
shoutout to the beyond, Craig mack and biggie smalls,
Inspiring youths from the booths in new york, yo true talk,
the message delivered was really scribbled,
by legends on a pad, the records making us mad,
apprentices of these raps , now we here for the goods,
Tell you to go and break a leg before we breaking your foot,
Daranti Group, in your aunties room, Tasting the cook (slurp),
And we looking for the platter, Alvi be her favourite rapper.
Hip Hop is my girl and i’m ten years deep in her,
I eat with her, not to mention also sleep with her,
We in the comfort zone, i really feel at ease with her,
Not abusive but im sharing all my beats with her,
Hear the sound waves , travelling from here to Bombay ,
Merey londay, ghumay aisey jaisey don hain,
And we gonn play , dekho uthay sabkay rongtay,
So jani have a fun, just know that i’m the one.

Polymath:
Got the flavor for your ear, the salt for your wounds
I keep the mehfil nodding from the dusk til the noon
My crew gets respect from the rebels and the goons
Sammy boy representing from the womb to the tomb
Give a brother room as I slay another sucker,
These phony motherfuckers, underground undercover,
Faking love for the music, but abusive is this lover,
Kulhara in my gaddi making all the brothers shudder, yeah
I’m on my own shit, not about the trends, no
Driving in my Cuore, don’t need no Benz, no
Chasing after riches, labels got you in the friend zone
Desi rappers losing focus, adjust the lens bro
Dropping heads though, Mullah Omar in his prime
Homer drinkin straw wine, rhymes placed like landmines
Landslides, you’re caught in my headlights
Driving in my Cuore, blasting out your death rites