Look who's here, it's
Emiway Bantai!
You pay for your songs by "EMI",
and as for "WAY"...
Go take a hike, boy,
I'm Altaf, king of these streets
When I step on stage,
guys like you feel the heat
I'll do what I have to,
cool as ice
When I take my shot,
you'll pay the price
So grab your stuff, man,
and take a walk
Cause out here, you're
just a laughing stock
My words may not hit you
with the force of a truck
But I heard your song, man,
your voice really sucks
So quit your babbling and yelling,
and move to the side
You wanna fight me, old shorty?
Join the line, many have tried
When I punched 'em like Tyson,
they all wept and cried
What's up guys, you
hear the latest word?
A kid called Altaf is missing
from the street, I heard
Is this him? Nobody cares,
you neutered pup
Yeah I'm short, but you're no giant,
so shut the hell up!
What I call a "gully",
he calls a "street"
Well, I'm Indian, my
Hindi words are sweet
This guy says he'll
knock me out like Mike Tyson
I'm Undertaker, back from the dead,
so pack up and run
His crappy rhymes may be played
in his tiny lanes
While my songs play in
cars, rickshaws, even on trains
I'm the guru of Mumbai's rap game,
you're just raw and lowly 
You're that water gun
that's dry on Holi
While I'm hitting you for a sixer
like MS Dhoni
I'm just better than you,
wake up and see
Before stepping into battle,
first make yourself like me
Or hit the road with a begging bowl,
you'll earn a buck or three
I'll give you some bud, 
you can even smoke for free
Who is it gonna be?
Emiway?
Or Altaf?
Emiway!
