(Verse 1) Mic pe aaya toh system hang, main virus Naam mera circulate jaise trending Cyrus Gali se global, vision mera wireless Bars itne heavy, beat bole “bhai bas!” Dil jeete sabhi, lagataar grind Par dimaag mera cold, jaise wintertime Na pehchaan, na naam, phir bhi headline Mindtripol likhe toh lagta hai divine Gaadi badalta, par fuel nahi daalta Flow mera nuclear, koi rok nahi paata Ek do lakh ke perfume, par mehnat ka smell Yeh success ka attar, seedha heaven se mail (Hook) Jeet raha dil, main game ka king Har line meri kare mic pe ring Zero se hero, koi shortcut nahi Main hi hoon storm, yeh halkat nahi (Verse 2) Scene pe aaya toh badla pura pattern Fake log silent, jab real karein shatter Naam nahi brand, main khud hi ek banner Stage pe khada toh lage war ka manner Dost kam, dushman hazaar Par har ek pe bhaari mera ek hi vaar Soch meri sharp jaise talwar ki dhaar Main likhu toh lage jaise aag ka vichaar Sapne nahi, main plan execute karta Jo bolta hoon pehle khud pe reflect karta Industry ka gate? Main tod ke ghusta Respect nahi dete? Main leke hi uthta (Bridge) Na koyi jaane, na koyi pehchane Par jab bajta track toh sab sar hilane Andar ka beast ab bahar aane Game ko jalane, naam ko uthane (Final Hook) Jeet raha dil, yeh silsila hard Bars mere bullet, tu le le guard Naam yaad rakh, yeh aag ka bol Scene pe likha — Mindtripol 🔥