LRC歌词

Krta aayne se baatein, main dekhu khud ko roz.
Maine kitni kari grind, maine kitne maare shows.
Kitne paale saanp, mujhpe kitni marti hoes.
Kitne bane bhai mere, kitne saje bros.
Hiphop is too deep, m khaali ispe ter raha hu.
Album is loading, m pehle single phek raha hu.
Jinka tu fan h, mai unme jaakr baithta hu.
Hoti ni sunwaayi, yaha pe main hi krta faisla hu.
Koshish pe koshish ki h, maanunga ni haar main.
Cycle pe ghooma maine poora bachpan baap ke.
Ab meri baari h, to laake dunga car main.
Fakhar se dekhega, fir baithega wo shaan se.
Kar ni skta pay off, par ye meri jeet hogi.
Baithunga top pe, main umar meri 30 hogi.
Duniya se haara hu main, rap meri jeet hogi.
Maarunga hardcore, jab bhi meri beef hogi.
Music mohabbat m, kalam ki khwahish rkhta hu.
Beaton pe behta hu, to aazmaayish rkhta hu.
Main jo bhi likhu, dil se likhu, ghar kar jaaye sunne waale ke.
Inko lafzon m fasaane ki saazish likhta hu.

Music se kar nahi paate move on,
Ab next move to the moon jaise Wu Kong.
Kabhi sochta hu, jaane na main hu kaun.
Ruka nahi kabhi bhi, and I’m runnin' this for too long, for too long.
Nahi karna chahta flex to the fake shit,
Ab lagne laga easy when I made it.
Ab aankhein meri laal, vision faded,
Gehri likhai to it’s never sound basic.
Kabhi socha bhi nahi tha I went this far,
Tujhe mujh tak aane me jagne 21 saal.
Aur meri zindagi casino lagi — haar jeet.
It’s for dopamine, to main bhi du 21 bars.
Nahi karta rap ab, karta hu main sawaari,
Aur jisko na samajh aaye wo uski kam akli.
Aur ye mujhko pata hai ke main kiske kaabil hu,
Khwabo ki manzilon ka main bhi ek musafir hu.

文本歌词

Krta aayne se baatein, main dekhu khud ko roz.Maine kitni kari grind, maine kitne maare shows.Kitne paale saanp, mujhpe kitni marti hoes.Kitne bane bhai mere, kitne saje bros.Hiphop is too deep, m khaali ispe ter raha hu.Album is loading, m pehle single phek raha hu.Jinka tu fan h, mai unme jaakr baithta hu.Hoti ni sunwaayi, yaha pe main hi krta faisla hu.Koshish pe koshish ki h, maanunga ni haar main.Cycle pe ghooma maine poora bachpan baap ke.Ab meri baari h, to laake dunga car main.Fakhar se dekhega, fir baithega wo shaan se.Kar ni skta pay off, par ye meri jeet hogi.Baithunga top pe, main umar meri 30 hogi.Duniya se haara hu main, rap meri jeet hogi.Maarunga hardcore, jab bhi meri beef hogi.Music mohabbat m, kalam ki khwahish rkhta hu.Beaton pe behta hu, to aazmaayish rkhta hu.Main jo bhi likhu, dil se likhu, ghar kar jaaye sunne waale ke.Inko lafzon m fasaane ki saazish likhta hu.Music se kar nahi paate move on,Ab next move to the moon jaise Wu Kong.Kabhi sochta hu, jaane na main hu kaun.Ruka nahi kabhi bhi, and I’m runnin' this for too long, for too long.Nahi karna chahta flex to the fake shit,Ab lagne laga easy when I made it.Ab aankhein meri laal, vision faded,Gehri likhai to it’s never sound basic.Kabhi socha bhi nahi tha I went this far,Tujhe mujh tak aane me jagne 21 saal.Aur meri zindagi casino lagi — haar jeet.It’s for dopamine, to main bhi du 21 bars.Nahi karta rap ab, karta hu main sawaari,Aur jisko na samajh aaye wo uski kam akli.Aur ye mujhko pata hai ke main kiske kaabil hu,Khwabo ki manzilon ka main bhi ek musafir hu.

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