Hurt You

Prashun Feat. Jana Barros and Pratik Hurt You Written by Prashun, Pratik & Jana Barros Produced by Shubhankar Original Song Produced by Scott Storch Performed by Busta Rhymes and Eminem Jana Barros (verse 1) You know, then everyone crave my flow, from here to Parnu, respected get arrested Flippin’ this Busta shit regarded, cause now my respect is not for free Oh now what's up with who, oh boo hoo, I said what I said I fit, then refit, smoke the refeer, smoke the ganja poperee Dick i blow, only one, fuckit (that can ever come) Ill mentally, my refill, real supreme suh-suh-suh-skill Give me some, i reinvent, you g-g-gonna get My m-m-m-made b-b-b-bitches shift, precisely, re-choir-ing this From Prashun to you, seems like yuh fin tuh, come close Whose words yuh fin tuh, butt fuck, syllable, authentic, my respect dude Hallucagenic, origin, my doubt creeps inside of my pen, and they mouths shut I still cut, widAY, mixtape rap preview See i feel yuh, high on, spice-son, spies is splicing your sing-a long song man (whatever record you) retard Were talking about got you this far Go nicki on this with, big dicks like you un fit If you hear this hightech, kinda serious, ev-er-y- one heard me swear Pratik (verse 2) I'm an Eminem fan, I follow Li’l Wayne, Jay Z, 2pac and beguiled by 50 cent too But listen to me, senior! I might be a follower but originality is in my blood as a virtue So don’t give me no shit, ‘cause I take no shit, and if you cross your line Ill pen you in my darklist And when I start scribbling, I can degenerate you, burn you knock you down, or make you a brand new you See rap has the potency to pull you in, make you believe, make you psyched, make you fierce, make you weak and make you strong Make you mad, make you sad, make you haul, make you follow, make you lead, make you bleed, make you king, make you pawn See not your aptitude, will determine your altitude, but it’s our attitude, doesn’t matter if it’s right or wrong So when you feel how you feel, and don’t want to feel what you feel, the best drug is to plug in a rap song Chorus (Prashun. Pratik, Shubhankar): Here and now, with your dreams realized, would you still go ahead and choose more time to do So don’t fall when it’s time to arise, no one else can heal your wounds, you are on your own but with me if you ever screw . I'll hurt you, and I will learn you a thing or two And I'll hurt you, and I'll finish your career for you! Prashun (verse 3): Listen to me, my friend. I'm not gonna repeat again You better try to understand. Try not to get confused Mimicking Eminem or dissing like 50 cent Will never get you anything. You will never make it through Start from the beginning and spit it all right till the end And mix it up with sickening beats and some bass too Lyrics! Yeah, it's a thing. Without, in it, there is no game Try fancying but you won't win. We all know that it's true Get into the groove and set a mood to let a two by two Or four by four a move by you and make it all your own Beg you not to screw my better tune I set for you by June In the year two-oh-one-two, so that you get better known Admit it that you cannot fit a single syllable in beat Until you got your stomach sick. You find yourself alone That is it. You’re mad and it can get yourself paralytic Your flow sucks. It’s your bad and this ‘cause of the path you chose (Pratik) Now rap is a thing which is not a thing for all, //fuck rock fuck trance and jazz fuck you too Out of a million heads, ul see a small bunch of made men , //and that bunch is the punch of rappers knocking your head through See its like when you go the park, you see a zillion monkeys, // and donkeys and birds but real beasts are few So when you hear me roaring through my guts, you better beware, //cz ill penetrate your skin, brain, heart and your soul will skew (Prashun) Who you gotta be, you ought to feel it rather deep and start to Sing along the beat and by the way, it's not too hard Do you wanna kill the drama been so long and feels like karma Going all wrong till the time I lay down all my cards By letting all the toxin out your body. That's enough And everybody start to cough and spit it like some old retards But nothing's gonna stop me till I conquer the impossible The longer we think on this one, we'll end back to the start Chorus(Prashun, Pratik, Shubahnkar): Here and now, with your dreams realized, would you still go ahead and choose more time to do So dont fall when its time to arise, no one else can heal your wounds, you are on your own but with me if you ever screw . I'll hurt you, and I will learn you a thing or two And I'll hurt you, and I'll finish your career for you!