Six of India's sickest rappers burn the microphone to crisp. In Order : 1. Srikanth Kannan aka Srik (Wattabottles) from Chennai, India. 2. Koushik Chatterjee aka Ko The Timeless from Baltimore, USA 3. Sukanto Chanda aka LyriK (FreeFLO) from

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Decided to get some of the best emcees in India to show people what India hip hop's all about. Started as a collab with Srik, and soon we had six emcees spittin pure fire.

Open Mic

Srik ( Srikanth Kannan) :

We takin hip hop back to the times,
When every rhyme meant somethin , every line was defined
To be precise and hard hittin,
The hard knock life , this is god given
Uh huh , we crossin all limits,
I do my rhyme like I'm writin a poem,
Keep ya distance when I'm on the microphone
I got it jam packed , filled up , ready to move,
We aint layin low , sittin simple , sippin the booze ,
You wanna f*** with this , bi*** , dont gimme that loose talk
I leave u dead , just like I killed boondock
Now he's shittin in his pants when I pick up my pen
His flow snapped , f*** you and your nose rap
I feel sorry for your mental problems , but I cant help it
You gotta face it dawg, Its part of your menopause,
But u know me , i got the flow and the energy ,
Killer rhymes no remedy, Makin hip hop legacy


Ko The Timeless (Koushik Chatterjee) :


Spittin overseas, worldwide poetry,
I flow with the breeze, they cant hold me,
Slip through ya hands, my rhyme blow steam
But the world's in trouble so I tell 'em "go green"
Like protein, I put together all the muscle
Its sheer strength, mixed with a little bit of hustle,
I lyrically tussle, boondock wants to cuddle (uhh?),
Cuz he so soft he define lyrical struggle,
Huddle up, my squad bring the A-game,
Ride to the top, steady course maintained,
We here, forever, thats what they say,
Seems like "timeless" is a great name,
"Mayday!" I hear the competition scream.
They goin down in flames like the Kamikaze,
Crashed and burned when they tryin to be like me,
Cuz I am Atlantis, dive in the sea !


LyriK (Sukanto Chanda) :

The dopest around to Open the crowns,
Of emcees flowin with styles that people jokin about,
Loadin the pound, roamin the town till the moment I found
And broke in ya house, and put loads of duct tape all over ya mouth,
The mode of my sound is ready and steady, down to fight,
Catch you clowns at night, exchanged for a pound of white,
F*** circles, I rap designs all around ya hype,
When I'm done, chalk outlines surround the mic,
Put You on life support when I start the sound,
Hearts'll pound, the reason y'all keep bodyguards around,
The darkest smile, while I keep on writin the next genesis,
Emcees rhyme words, while I'm writin ya death sentences,


Skizzophonic - [Rapper - Sreejith Nair] :


I maintain my creed in this ever-changing world,
I'm lyrically heard, I'm reppin inner-city herds,
To follow me, and silently vandalize your property,
In a matter of seconds I can strip down your energy,
Anomaly surrounds you as I show my versatility,
Longetivity, it forms a part of my USP,
I still rock the mic, as I stand the test of time,
I still capture everytime I spit my rhymes,
Can't you see ? Once more, representin Skizzo,
Try to walk like me and I put you on a limbo,
Your record's so fragile, I break it from my breath,
The Last thing you wanna do is try to put me to a test,
I protest, the prodigal is livin in my flesh,
I flip words, and let my flow take it off my chest,
My soul reigns immortal, Imma ?? by the rest,

RAZ (Somraj Ganguli) :

Its open mic, so hold it tight, as we walk towards the golden light,
With folded rhymes and rolling eyes, say cheers cuz the moment's right,
Better mould it right, gonna kill with time express,
Now we killin minds, keep it up and time is next,
Use your sixth sense, gonna utilize the situation,
To make a hip hop scene, better see through the nation,
We goin global soon, this ain't just no insinuation,
Respected musicians, we stand together - salutation,
Its called an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth,
RAZ is coming through with a groove for ya shoes,
Noobs call us rude as we move with the loops,
Give and take's all we do, all day through when its true,
So now the mic is set, so strike a bet, and try your luck in the viper's nest,
Fragile as this, you'll fry an hence get ruled out in the cipher test,
A righteous mess is what becomes of those who fight the best,
Don't hurt what you can't kill, this was a message, so God Bless !


Homicide (Satyaki Bose)

It`s homicide in da game, came to kick u outta ya lane,
Faggots drive me insane kick they ass outta da game,
I`m lyrical yo, i got a multisyllable flow,
Ya`ll faggots and hoes aint takin ma pedestal no,
Well god, he gave me a gun and a mic,
He whispered in my ear "Son, you gotta go fight",
I make holes when ma f***in fist hit ya face,
I'll murder ya dumb ass, and take a piss on ya grave,[bitch]
Roll you like a blunt, smoke on you like a cigarette,
You da bi*** deckert, I be the stone in triple x,
Loud and clear [get it], f*** with india`s finest,
And you gone remind me, where da f*** ma nine is !