Aathma Raama Brodha V

[Intro: Brodha V]
Mic check, mic check
Yeah, mic alright
Thanks a lot!
Yo, It’s Brodha V
Some of you might heard of me
I talk about money, I talk about rap music
I talk about getting (?)
But now I’ll talk ‘bout god

[Verse 1: Brodha V]

Back in the time when I was lacking a dime
My hopeless youth had me slowly get attracted to crime
Then sat an alliance to talk it out with practical
Minds
Felt a force within me get all my talents combined
Enacted a mime, enlightened I decided to rhyme
Delighted and excited. I'm planning to rap till I'm
Prime
Started spilling ink on the paper and planned to get
Signed
But the world is biased, so wild, they got me slapped
With a fine
I never got a chance, Never let me spit on the mic
Only cuz I come from a land where people ain't white
Day and night I keep flowing, completing all my demo
Tracks
Inspite being denied the right by anti-democrats
Unleash my rage through Music intense
The cultural shock that got my whole community tensed
That's when I, close my eyes and talk to God
Peace in my head, I'm singing this song and it goes
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