Vocals - Rohith S. Jayaraman
Guitar - Shubh Saran
Composed and programmed by Sashank Navaladi.

Lyrics - Bulleh Shah - 'Ghoonghat Ohley Na Luk Sajna' 

http://sufipoetry.wordpress.com/2009/11/21/ghoonghat-ohle-na-luk-sajna-bulleh-shah/

Sajna

Lyrics  - 

(Verse One)


I quote the words of Luther, in an attempt to evoke 
'Accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope' 
when Yet another incident holds, to haunt our reality as a ghost
How many more kids will you kill ? with mid-day meals of Monocrotophos!
Death - is being offered free for the poor,  
poverty leaves this Haemophilic country of 100 crores, bleeding
Elect leaders who will only cheat us, Prosperity has more leechers than seeders 

FOR the truth seekers and my fellow readers, 
what if freedom was a female fetus? 

Will you dig deeper to abort and throw it out to rot in them sewers
OR will you let her grow some more, so you could rape her in the future
Anyway that suites ya? marriage plus domestic violence to show how cruel you are
Patriarchy at power - her body's set ablaze with kerosene at this hour


(Chorus)

Weep for my people, cus they dare not see

my words 
Weep for my people, cus they are scared to hear
Weep for my people, cus they are too unaware to speak
Weep for my people, cus they are no more real 


(Verse Two)

What a wonderful view sir?
You call it civilized - I call it 'barbaric and brutal'
Wonder how people stay neutral? 
on an age of artificial intelligence and computers 
The Indian Mujahideen wanted to nuke Surat!?
Were they rumors? but terrorist groups do act like a malignant tumor 
Feed on religious hatred and accompany you to your funeral
In an uniform of blind faith ... 


Praised be thy lord / raise up arms to raid!



Is it the path we pave? like a Gillette mach3 shave
our major Rivers are dead? But population's at pace
Nuclear waste? Public institutions degrade 
TOO MUCH FLUORIDE IN YOUR FUCKING TOOTHPASTE

So it's Lesson to learn / the peasant will never earn
Opportunities are the ovum on which the rich will force its sperms
Violate human rights / let the court be adjourned

That's how 

'Political parties turn into family firms'

(Chorus)

Weep for my people, cus they dare not see

my words 
Weep for my people, cus they are scared to hear
Weep for my people, cus they are too unaware to speak
Weep for my people, cus they are no more real 










!Weep -(Produced by Deltabeatz)

(Verse 1)

Yeh shehar hai meri sapno ka / ameero gareebo ka / put togther into pieces, hai ye kaam un waqilow ka /
Hamari economy gang-raped by paedophiles / Woh bhi uche starke / Coprporates se bachke /
Warna hogey tum apne ceiling fan se latke / You can't pay debt - tumhari aatma jo bhatke /
Chora apne bete ke liye tumne khali suitcase /  From Doomsday to Tuesday / dhoond ke  saboot ye /
Jhoote politcians hume har second loot le / Till we have toothache / Khol Britannia fruitcake /
Daily kitne calories kamaye tune poochle / chabake paan aur gutke / tu deewaron pe tu thukle /
aur chance mile toh sadak ke side pe toh moot le / complain about the cleanliness in our country? chootiye! /
THE FALL OF THE UPA / Congress ko poochieye / why they failed deliver why failed to communicate /
Reason hai EK / with leaders anek / but none work our freedom taqriban hum sari umr sari jeevan bhrastachar hee sahe / 
it's price that we pay - na Koi rasta jo dikhe, na koi hosla jo de ... /
Khoon hai khaulta par chup hee rahe / aur kare hum bardash / 
hamari voton pe banti hain sarkar Most of us still starve / 
hath men dregree hai phir bhi berozgaar! 

(Chorus)

I am an Indian - 
In the Twenty first century

I am an Indian -
IBM men Naukri?

I am an Indian -
Hamara Baba BJP

Yes I am an Indian -
Hum hai shuddh Bharati!

(Verse 2)
Ye zubani mere desh ki / toofani bhed-bhav ki / apas men bawal ki aur bhaichare ko laat di /
Hain ye meri narazgi / Bhooke ko na anaaz di /   na rehne ki ek chaav di / lekin sim card free /
Now-a-days affording our education is costly / Loan par you try - lekin bharne ki takat nahi / 
Barti hai mehengai  /  don't ask me why / adjust karlow, agar khane ko sabji na mil paii /
Poverty hai ek bimari / middle/lower class pe chai / hospital me jao but mediclaim don't apply /
Ironically hamari / sanskar hai sikhai / how to worship your mother and produce balatkaris? /
put  hands up in a party / malibu ya ho bacardi / porsche ki ho savaari drunk and drive /
run-over someone as your driving / wait for the enlightenment / paise ho toh you can also kill with license /
The rich is righteous / others will just bite dust / darta nahi kisi se main so i write it /
phekta hai tu kyu apne wife pe tu acid  / when she is man enough to work your family, bastard /
Baap ke paiso tu aish kar, khaskar Zindagi teri barbaad - hai disaster /
Apne ignorance ka yu tu illaj kar, eve tease se pehle apne maa behen ko yaad kar /


(Chorus)

I am an Indian - 
In the Twenty first century

I am an Indian -
IBM men Naukri?

I am an Indian -
Hamara Baba BJP

Yes I am an Indian -
Hum hai shuddh Bharati!

I'm an Indian! Ft Adil Rashid (Prod by Empty Beatz)

Its about life and more ! 
A track by Karthik Rao. 

Credits:
Concept, Lyrics and Composition : Karthik Rao
Arrangement and guitar : Tarun S
Tabla : Urmil Pandya
Special thanks 
Seamedu studios Pvt. Ltd.
Film and television institute of India
@all rights reserved

So gaye maharaj aur jaga mara des
Court ke chinta mein saab bhule apna case
Des ke chinta mein saab ghoome pardes
Aur old monk ke bottle mein bhi gham gham gham gham

Whisky Whisky Whisky Rum Rum Rum
Whisky Whisky Whisky Rum Rum Rum

Haan mein hun mein hun woh rahi jo gata
Haan mein hun shayar fankar
Haan mein hun jo saab ke dil ko lubhata
Haan mein hun kudiyon da pyaar

But my teacher called my mom and said i was a disgrace
I dint fold my shirt nor did i tie my lace
Screw the world i am not a part of their race
Unke dhol ke taal pe baje meri drum drum drum drum

Whisky Whisky Whisky Rum Rum Rum
Whisky Whisky Whisky Rum Rum Rum

Scoring scoring 
Scoring scoring crushing crushing rolled my joint i am smoking
Dancing with the twinkle stars baba's sheep is rocking
upar wale ne bhi kardi mujh pe ye rehem
Adhe khambe pike talli ho gaye hum hum hum hum

Smoking smoking smoking
Now i am drunk drunk drunk drunk

Whisky Whisky Rum Rum - Karthik Rao

03 Vihir - Well Intro

(Just before you all read, I would like to mention that the following is my experience of Modified Radical Mastoidectomy, which I under-went on July 15, 2013. The rest is self explanatory)  
 
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 (Verse One)
 
My jaws dropped, when they caught me with Cholesteatoma
More like a benign-tumour / the doc prescribed 'my ears do need 'tune up'
But the sooner we operate, the sooner 'you get on stage' with God's grace, just have faith
After-I-had him-paid, walked-away / trying to contemplate
'On-what's-about-to-come-my-way!' My dad said it 'strong and straight'
 
"I'll be, honest eh ... 
 
Life's a sad sonnet / most rhymes stir up that nest of hornets / without giving a warning!
And the very driven-concept of finding happiness in the temple of the Iconic - Adonis, is ironic"
 
 
Eight hours I was on it / call it the solid knowledge ?!
Scroll'em columns on Chronic Otitis media - problems 
Erodes them bones supposedly, heads for the balance organ
Cochlea is damaged often / Meningitis - an option.
 
'Shelter infectious toxins? / And you become the coffin'
 
 (Verse Two)

When 'Death-did-really-stalk' me / what pissed me off promptly
Situation was swampy / Smartly being served a plate of Sukiyaki
Sprinkled with Fool's parsley / to chew properly / too radical, too harsh for me
 
What kinda of evil sorcery was Mastoidectomy?/ Never could really guarantee
the hearing that should be promised to me / I was so disheartened you see!
 
Would cycle the streets / ride with the breeze, called melancholy / Man .. I feel like Rock Lee
 
Awe-fully bad / handicapped / sadly trapped / will I ever be able to sing or rap?
shall look I up to Frankie perhaps / Bone anchored hearing aids or cochlear implants?
 
Man .. I was caught in a trance /smoking a plant / wishing I never had to cancel the shows for my band
But my folks do understand / and back their front-man! / till the very day he is onstage and back again
 
(Verse Three)
 
Got me back my strength / black tea with Saccharin / to track the scent
Lead me to optimism / that I left practicing / pessimism had me locked up in a labyrinth
 
Start to cleanse with 3 times a day,  3 drops of Moxifloaxcin / results were flashing
Even If I'm deaf I won't be giving up my passion ..
Before I took my mic, I took the pen - and started writing / that's when I had decided
 
 
'It's my life and so I'll recite it'
 
Add a layer mask in photoshop - I'll brighten /
Take the brush of vibrance - quick select them moments / 'Oh I'm so excited'
Enough with mind games so , I'm an Mc, a poet / will never quit the fighting Yo! 
 
Even at the hospital / when facial paralysis was possible
But I stood firm / in believing they would re-fix my ossicles!

(PS: I once thought my career in music was almost over as I had the risk of becoming deaf but I made it, somehow! My first show after surgery was six weeks later ... )
 
(PPS: This was written somewhere in between the six weeks of recovery)


EPR - Remembrance and Recovery (Produced by Tunna Beatz)

Rehearsal

Kabhi Nahi feat. Raga

You've Got A Message- AGAIN

Vocals and lyrics - Pavithra Chari (@vapmok)
Arrangement, production - Anindo Bose
Mixed and mastered at Plug 'n' Play Studios, New Delhi by Anindo Bose

Sabar, our third studio album was released worldwide on 28th February 2018. Drawing inspiration from the process of creation and growth, Sabar is a melange of intense emotional experiences, expressed through poignant songwriting and contemporary - classical compositions. The title is an adaptation of the Arabic word 'Sabr' signifying 'patience' and is a musical testimony to the idea of holding your own ground and allowing the universe to present all opportunities for growth. The songs are written from a wide variety of perspectives on gratitude, grief, contempt, perseverance, inspiration, and aspiration.

Buy a copy of the album on iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/in/album/sabar/1353342430

Pathjhad

Lyrics:

Pull me out
Turn me into 
horticulturist 
to celebrate
the garden state 
of sediments 

I'm gonna give up 
membership 
to all the clubs

There's nothing left to charge me with
acquittal is around the bend
and it's burning up your clothes

There's nothing left to charge me with
Your final hurricane it spins
just fingers through my hair

When it rains 
on the final day
all eyes, go dry

Found your maze
at a liquor brawl
I was all eyes
read me

Slightest limp 
for a boring heart
eat me, shoot through

I just gave up 
membership 
to all the clubs

There's nothing left to charge me with
acquittal is around the bend
and it's burning up your clothes

There's nothing left to charge me with
your final hurricane it spins
just fingers through my hair

When it rains 
On the final day
All eyes, go dry

Horticulturist

Mere Jesa


Epr Iyer is the front-man of Underground Authority (India) and is also one of the first 'Emcees / Rappers' in the city to make a mark nationally. He is noted for his stage presence and passionate delivery of vocals. 