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Rival Mob
Rival Mob
Künstler:in
YAAGAA
YAAGAA
Künstler:in
Boris Bennett
Boris Bennett
Künstler:in
Trap B
Trap B
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Boris Bennett
Boris Bennett
Komponist:in
Paul Samson
Paul Samson
Komponist:in
Arun Vallapu
Arun Vallapu
Komponist:in
Akhil Bandhu
Akhil Bandhu
Komponist:in
Sumit Jha
Sumit Jha
Komponist:in
Adhirath Dhawan
Adhirath Dhawan
Komponist:in
Kevin Harvey
Kevin Harvey
Komponist:in
EFRAIM RAJ
EFRAIM RAJ
Komponist:in
Sahej Khanuja
Sahej Khanuja
Komponist:in
Rk Akhilesh
Rk Akhilesh
Komponist:in
Paul-D
Paul-D
Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Ama
Ama
Produzent:in

Lyrics

కలముతో జగమున చేయుట దహనం
మన పదముతో కలుగునా గ్రహణం
బలగం తనదే సత్తువ
నా కలము కోరెనిక తమ జన మరణం
ఆకాశం చీలుకొంది నా పెదవి పలుకు విని మెరుపు కలకలం
పరుగులు తీసెనే కుక్కలు వేచి చూసే నాపై సింహాసనం
బడిలో నేర్పిన పాఠాలే కనపడవే జీవిత సత్యాలే
అనుభవముతో నేర్చిన పాఠాలే
నా పెదవి పలుకులో అది గ్రహించవలె
తెలుగు జాతి గర్వించగలిగే సాహిత్యం పలికే శకమునకు మనమే
అంధకారం, నా రక్తపు అడగులు అనుసరించు నువు వెలుగుటకే
जितनी बड़ी मेरी बातें, उतने छोटे इनके काम
जितने बड़े मेरे काम, उतनी छोटी इनकी सोच
पूरा scene संभाल डाला और ये करते approach
But I'm living each day and I'm raising a toast
Raising a toast, subliminal boast
इन साँपों के जंगल में ढूँढे हम दोस्त
We praying the most, these haters just ghost
जब चढ़ते हम stage पे, उड़ते हैं होश (हाँ)
उड़ते हैं होश, मेरी बात ज़रा मान
बेहिसाब इतनी bars की बरसात कर दूँ यार
तेरे सामने ही करके मैं करता हूँ grind
ये दिखते आगे but they're really behind
It's really just fine when these sillies just rhyme
It's really just fine when I sit and design
It's really just fine when I spit and decide
It's really 'bout time when your flow will just die (woo)
When I get on a mic (ayy), I go psyched (ayy), my flow, they so tight (ayy)
My words, they so right (ayy), I'm cold, they hold ice
Behold my whole vibe, they roll, I go high
Their soul I don't like (ah)
Now you might be wondering whom I'm talking 'bout (woo)
Motherfuckers acting strong but they pout (yeah)
They don't even belong here without a doubt
NFS in this bitch, I'm fast, don't burn out (burn out)
I can sock you slick dogs too quick (quick)
You a hound? You barking bitch! (Bitch!)
Better know if you get in this ring
You'd get pounded 'cause I'm with the PIT's
I'm with the PIT's, we making hits
We make it quick, we be legit
You make the shit, don't try to fit in
Burn your ass up when we get too lit (ayy)
सुनूँ क्यूँ बड़ी-सड़ी बातें? (Yeah)
तू चाट, बजा दूँ चाटें (बजा दूँ)
तू झाड़ बोलता, पर झांट है (है ना)
Stacked, कट जानी रात है (कटेगी)
पड़े तेरे जैसे दीवाने हज़ार (हाँ)
मिले ना मेरे जैसे तगड़ी औज़ार
निकले सारे, पर है मेहँगी बाज़ार
भाग ले, अपनी है तगड़ी radar (तगड़ी)
बातें मेरी deep, हिला मत hip
बनते नहीं ढीठ, सुन तू ये beep (हाँ)
जानता मैं, गाने मेरे तुझे लगते lit
ज़ुबाँ मेर तेज़, kill करूँ मैं beat
I fly like a butterfly, sting like bee
Request है मत कर rap में तू pee
ये OG नहीं है, ये Parle-G (yeah)
ये python है baby (yeah), you can't see (yeah, yeah, bitch, I'm a-)
Bitch, I'm a boss
Call me Rick Ross (yeah)
Like a rocket, yeah, she taking it off
Me and my homies we got all the sauce (yeah)
Maybe it's 'cause we come straight from the south
All my haters just be running their mouths
Big cat, I be killing mouse
Rival Mob, AMA in the house (yeah)
You wanna fight we gon' this shit outside
We coming from straight from the southside (yeah)
Tell me if that shit gon' sound right
I get no sleep, do this all night
Black on black
All these other rappers talking trash
All their tracks just be whack on whack
We the realest in the city, bitch! (Yuh) can you handle that? (Yuh)
Speaking them facts all day while you just sit there and hate (yuh, yuh, uh)
Where all the bitches at? (Ah)
Where all the haters at? Fakers at? (Fakers at?)
Where all the mumbles at?
Where are the so called OG's at? (किधर है? किधर है?)
I'm in the lane of dopest MCs (ah)
Don't take it easy, I'm killin' the kings
Don't rule up on me, I'm sowing the seeds
Step on my land, I'll cut through your feet
Been in the game, I'm running (running)
I have a sword, it's a mic (mic)
I have my move, it's so tight (tight)
Mess with me, I'll fuck your life (fuck you!)
Look at me, I got it spinning (ah)
Duck your wicket like முத்தையா (fuck!)
Take you back out of the sight (yeah, yeah, yeah)
नाच ले जाके छैया
बचपन से मेहनत, ये शुरुआत
बहुत खाए धोखे, बहुत खाए लात
आज चाहे सूखा, कल बरसात (yuh)
ये चेहरा मेरे सामने ना रख
Roll करे बिना मैं दे देता कश
मेरे सामने love कभी ना कर
ना देता मैं fuck, बस देता मैं मार, ना देता मैं hugs
मैं पूरा शेर, ये लौंडे हैं cubs (ah)
Beat पे आऊँ जब करता मैं Kane Storm
मेरे साथ मेरे G's, बोलूँ इससे cake walk
DM नहीं कर, मुझे पसंद नहीं fake talk (skrrt)
मेरे साथ AMA, साथ मेरे Mob (yeah)
If you can't fuck with the lions
You're gonna fuck with the dogs (yeah, yeah)
ये सब छोड़ अऊ बातें मेरी सुन
Beat पे मैं James वाला धुन
Smiling from start 'til the end
Always I'm fresh with the pen
When I'm balling, to be honest
This is real, no pretending
Hearing a beat straight on repeat
I swear the rules are all bending
If I fall on my feet
No resting, ready for every test man
We don't have no yes men
Straight up in the video
We just go and flex man
Yeah, I'm next man
పరుగులు తీస్తున్నా మరి
పది మందితో కలవనే కలవను
చెమటలు కారుస్తా మరి
ఈ జ్వాల ఆగనే ఆగదు
జగతికి జననం చూపిన
జనులందరు జనగణ పాడరు
ప్రేమకు అర్థం తెలవక
ప్రేమించే మనసును పొందరు
బ్రతికే శూన్యంగా మరి
బ్రతికించే వాళ్ళే దొరకరు
మనిషికి మనిషే సాటి
ఆ దైవం ధైర్యం నింపును
కన్నీరై కరుగును మనసులు
కలకాలం హృదిలో నిలువును
కాలంతో కాలక్షేపం
ఈ జీవితం ముందుకు సాగును!
Ayy-yo, here we go
Getting lyrical
Dropping videos
Emitting the smoke
You know how we roll
They wanna know how I'm spitting, I got whole lot written
While your flows all bitten, it's a classic (woo)
Like I got Mozart in it (yeah)
And my notes won't stop filling (no)
You smoking weed with your homies
I don't compete 'cause you're so weak (so weak)
I won't stop working hard (no)
'Til they put my name beside a goat emoji
Why do you rappers get no gigs? (Why?)
'Cause your tracks don't get shows lit (oh)
What's the point of performing your track
When nobody actually knows it (for real?)
All you rappers do is blow dicks (yeah)
And you slackers got no hits (at all)
Been in studio for so long
When I left, I felt homesick (woo, damn!)
Written by: Adhirath Dhawan, Akhil Bandhu, Arun Vallapu, Boris Bennett, EFRAIM RAJ, Kevin Harvey, Paul Samson, Rk Akhilesh, Sahej Khanuja, Sumit Jha
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