3:59 Am

3:59 Am

Divine

Альбом: Punya Paap
Длительность: 4:33
Год: 2020
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Bonheurs enfantins (ha!)
Trop vite oubliés, effacés (punya-paap, punya-paap)
Une lumière dorée brille sans fin tout au bout du chemin
Trop vite oubliés, effacés (we back)
Une lumière dorée brille sans (hahaha)
Sens au cœur de la nuit
L'onde d'espoir (Gully Gang)

Jawala, jawala, jawala, chhote, laya main game mein
Dollar, dollar, dollar, chhote, laya main game mein
Uh, badaa naam, naam banaya main game mein
Uh, liya nahi chain tab, to heera hai chain mein
Uh, likhta tha gully mein, abhi likhta hoon plane mein
Asal zindagi hai meri, chhote, no entertainment (ha)

Uh, Itihaas likh diya, tujhe classics diya
5X plat' gully wale ne diya (sens au cœur de la nuit)
Uh, peechhe se aake fir saamne se diya
"Sachin ka bat," Mumbai ka maine naam rakh diya
Jab studio mein lock, tab sab khol diya
Agar do maine liye to das maine diya

Ussne das mujhse lekar, dhas mujhe diya
Uh, roll karke pehle sab ko kash maine diya
Uh, baadlon ke upar maine game rakh diya
Uh, quality gaano se make it rain kar diya

Bas-bas ho gaya, abhi sirf pariwaar mera
Pehle Shani da, ab har din Shanivar mera
Uh, dentist se zyada mujhe game daat de rha
Uh, vaccine hain bars, aur main sab ko shot de raha
Mujhe game saath de raha, jaise liya maine saath phera
Sirf main jaanta hoon punya-paap mera (sirf main)
Dimaag ko rakhte doosra, aur khawaab pehla
Kalam se bar fest, Pentecost mera

Agar maloom tu jeeta, chal haath upar kar (ha)
Dil se salaam, uh, mere saath the agar
Gehra paani bol ke mere saath the magar
Bhagwan mujhe bola, "DIVINE, paani pe chal"

Yeezus wale mode mein, nas wale mode mein
Khoon se behtar koi nahi, shucks wale mode mein
Uh, gandagi hai tu aur main flush wale mode mein
Seekha sab road pe aur main 100-100 tha board mein (sens au cœur de la nuit)

Sab kuchh hai zor mein, DIVINE apne zone mein
Gully-Gully Gang, aur ghar mera Bombay
Uh, bachche-bachche karte rap har kone mein (ha)
Uh, sapne sach hote, tab mazaa aata sone mein

Classic har baar, har shabad mere shole mein
Chhaati inki nahi hai, iss liye baar-baar ye bolenge
Hum kholeneg (kholenge), jaise Kho-Kho ka game
Tu baahar dikhta achchha, sirf promo ka game
Rakhta chaar mere saath, jaise do-do ka game
Uh, tu aur tere homie, chhote, tum dono ka game
Uh, chhutta paise rakh ke, dekh, laaya na change?
Uh, rakh tera fame (haan), main banda nahi same

Uh, kaptaani innings, ye hai Kohli wala shot
Ghar ke bahar tere pahuche rangoli wala shot
Uh, Konkani, Karnataka, Koli wala shot
Khade ho kar jala diye, uh, Modi wala shot
Uh, 16 se hai khauf aur main 16 se hoon hot
Uh, khatarnaak coats, jaise tailor mera baap (hah!)

Bonheurs enfantins (hahaha)
Trop vite oubliés, effacés
Une lumière dorée brille sans fin tout au bout du chemin
Trop vite oubliés, effacés
Une lumière dorée brille sans
Sens au cœur de la nuit
L'onde d'espoir

Edit karke tune image, mera meme bana diya
Mehnat kar ke tere bhai ne poora dream bana diya
Uh, picture yahan sadkon pe, scene bana diya
Uh, khud ka time laya, maine sab se bada gaana diya

Shikshak se pehle thugs dekha
Uh, tiffin box se pehle maine drugs dekha
29 saal ka main, par lagta maine sab dekha
Rishton mein pyaar se zyada shak dekha
Uh, shauhrat ke liye zyada mehnat, ah, thoda luck dekha
Circle rakhta tight, aur main circle jitna fuck deta
Nasha apan karte, iss liye nashe mein na rakh deta

Uh, na-na, zindagi tamasha hai, views to 69 ko bhi aata hai
Apna missionary shot, ah, sab kuchh saamne se jaata hai
Bank mera ghar ka, uh, khud ka mera khaata hai
License pe hai album, kyunki maths mujhe aata hai
Dollar jab involved, tab Cents samjh aata hai
Jab bills aur passion dono saath mein nahi jaata hai
Jo passion na de paise, woh passion nahi sikhaata hai

Independent main nahi, sirf entertainment main
Uh, independent main hoon har street ke pavement pe
Inke baap ke payment se aaye lame men ke saath
Uh, nazrein to milaana kabhi real mein inke saath
Main karte rahaunga grind, jab tak chhe men de haath

Uh, sab kuchh apan risk karte
Uh, toot'ta taara dikhe to abhi bhi hum wish karte
Gyaan liya naani se, haan, abhi bhi hum miss karte
Haan, aasmaan ko dekh kar abhi bhi hum kiss karte

(Haan-haan, ay)
(Kalam mera Hindu-Muslim ko milaata hai)
(Hai Hindi mein verse mera, Punjab ko hilaata hai)
(Pair se lele sar tak, sar se leke pair tak)
(Sab kuchh proper hai, proper hai, proper hai)
(Ha-ha, album mode mein)
(Stunnah mere saath mein, Mumbai shehar, 2020)
(Naani yaad aa jayegi)