| Song | Halal Cut |
| Artist | Trash Talk |
| Artist | Ashish Zachariah |
| Album | Revenge of Meenakshi |
| 作词 : Trash Talk | |
| 作曲 : Trash Talk | |
| Lacerations, twist and turn your bones | |
| Rearrange your facial features | |
| Reconstructing, down to mental form | |
| Tearing down your misconceptions | |
| Go! | |
| Creators unite | |
| Break down | |
| Your so-called masters | |
| Again and again | |
| I'm back at this pen | |
| At the tip of the pinnacle | |
| Smacking the chin | |
| Off these critical cynics | |
| You couldn't diminish | |
| The moment I'm in it | |
| The end to your gimmick | |
| You could've, would've, should've | |
| Never ****ed with the menace | |
| You undermine us | |
| We are the change | |
| We'll tear you down and | |
| Rebuild again | |
| Your secrets aren't so foreign | |
| Falling out your place | |
| You keep on calling back my name | |
| I see you | |
| Get down | |
| Don't let the desperation | |
| Get to your head | |
| Are you the man for the purpose | |
| When your service is a cry for some help | |
| Through the gaps in your fingers | |
| And the chinks in your armour | |
| Every self deprecating thought | |
| In your gut that you harbor | |
| With those eyes don't see | |
| Anticipating a rating | |
| Every step that you take | |
| It's validation you're craving | |
| From people who don't even | |
| Comprehend what it takes | |
| To take a pen | |
| And slice your guts up all on a page | |
| Get Down. |
| zuò cí : Trash Talk | |
| zuò qǔ : Trash Talk | |
| Lacerations, twist and turn your bones | |
| Rearrange your facial features | |
| Reconstructing, down to mental form | |
| Tearing down your misconceptions | |
| Go! | |
| Creators unite | |
| Break down | |
| Your socalled masters | |
| Again and again | |
| I' m back at this pen | |
| At the tip of the pinnacle | |
| Smacking the chin | |
| Off these critical cynics | |
| You couldn' t diminish | |
| The moment I' m in it | |
| The end to your gimmick | |
| You could' ve, would' ve, should' ve | |
| Never ed with the menace | |
| You undermine us | |
| We are the change | |
| We' ll tear you down and | |
| Rebuild again | |
| Your secrets aren' t so foreign | |
| Falling out your place | |
| You keep on calling back my name | |
| I see you | |
| Get down | |
| Don' t let the desperation | |
| Get to your head | |
| Are you the man for the purpose | |
| When your service is a cry for some help | |
| Through the gaps in your fingers | |
| And the chinks in your armour | |
| Every self deprecating thought | |
| In your gut that you harbor | |
| With those eyes don' t see | |
| Anticipating a rating | |
| Every step that you take | |
| It' s validation you' re craving | |
| From people who don' t even | |
| Comprehend what it takes | |
| To take a pen | |
| And slice your guts up all on a page | |
| Get Down. |