My motion is fluid My pen and paper the future I rest in peace in the moment My legacy in the making The scene is a jungle The coldest night of December I write my stories and slumber I write my poems all jumbled I'm choosing to hustle I'm sat there, faced all the tussle I made a pact with the devil But my soul is intact I chose this beginning The chose the start and the finish I choose the sound and the meaning I move the words and the feeling And I leave it in dust My patience is tested Leon paving the way Walking through it Mile kuch log Aur kuch ki hai aas Pehle Chubhta tha dhuan Abb Dhuan hi hai saans, bani Zindagi ki Filam bani Banne sare khaas Laga rishton ka karz aur Lage sare daam Laga Rishton ka tootna to Aam si hai baat Inke Muh pe mukhote aur bante khas Bhagna chahte yeh dhue se bhar Kari thi jab khulke baat Ginn ni padi thi aakhiri saas -- Dastak na thi Aur ginne maine das takk Char jale jote aur Baje sare fatt kar Khali dikha base Abbey ruk thoda crush kar Khule aam leta mai To hukash pe kash Panne kureed ke likhu mai jab ye Dil dhadk bin hichak bejhijaj Maaru mai dum badi filam Kadve gum surr mai dum Dil khatam sbb nazam Sar mai dum kr na kmm Abe sar mai dum krr na kum Likhu mai gaane To mile geena ka dum Badi filaam hai hum Likhe ye gaane na joke hai Khooj hai jeeven ke Antar mann ki soch hai Likha dosh hai dill mai Khot hai to rakhna surr Mai dum badi filam hai Hum are badi filam hai Badi he sooch hai Are badi filam hai badi he sooch hai