Class

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Young Stunners - Rap, Romanized

Class

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[Intro] SQ Music Talhah Yunus in the house [Verse 1: Talha Yunus] Sunnay walay mere sath kharay Ganay mere aag baray Jalnay walay rakh banay Apni sangat mein tou jani aaj bhi sirf Pac chalay Bhaag paray saray woh Jummah-Jummah do din ke Baatein meri sun ke inspirations lein Jani jo baat hai, kal ke bache bhi aj baap banein Magar lund se agay jani kabhi bhaagte nahi Nahi parega fark teri zaat pe bhai Izzat dene se koi kabhi chota ya bara nahi hota Nahi samajhte baat ye, sach se kyun bhaagte Khole maine rastay ab dhuen mein bethe khanste Is hadsay mein marnay walay rappers se ek darkhuaast hai Pooch mere baaray logon se kyu itna khaas main Nahi bikta yaarion pe, na shakal pe, na libaas pe Tadrees karna farz, adatan mere mizaaj mein [Chorus: Talhah Yunus] Aja beth meri class mein, beth meri class mein, beth meri class mein Kyu rehta hai har waqt udaas be Aja beth meri class mein, beth meri class mein, beth meri class mein Karu tujhe school Aja beth meri class mein, beth meri class mein, beth meri class mein Jitne bante baap jani unka asal baap main (Asal baap main) Jani jo baat hai, uh [Verse 2: Talha Yunus] Rozz-marra mere log maray Dushman bhi ab dost banay Aj bhi hoon main hosh mein nahi Soch meri bhoj aur ye rappers mujhse roz jalein Dunya se main aagay cheel ki ankh dekhraha ghosht ko be Bante ye GOAT, muu pe dost, magar ab ye larkay gosht baney Main khata beef daily, thelay kaddo baahir Kuttay bhonkne de, real talk baby Jab pehli bar qalam uthaya tha khudse Tou likha pehla bar soche sabaq kon likhe? Bethe dhund rahe mauqay ye Fashionable chakkay, gaanay lun, par ek funn Comments likhne mein ye bohat baray, chay Spoiled everybody in my circle, J Soil of this fuckin' rap culture, let 'em hate Everybody know the facts, they relate No debates, hol' up dekh Main tou phenkraha gaanay tabse jab ye saaray andon mein thay Chand log yahan thay, Patari bhi jaanay ye fact ke hum un bandon mein se Par nahi samjhenge ye dheet bohat Street smart, sarak wali heat bohat Mere street craft ke agay ye saaray rappers weak bohat Main jese is game ka reincarnated Steve Jobs Haha, yeah Sabse pehle shoutout to all my homies in debt Uske baad shoutout to all the bitches that I regret Shukar guzaar hun un saaron ka jin logon ne suna mujhe FAM MERI HAM Bet laga ke kar le unse behas Aur phir sarkon pe larkon mein chalay warqu jo Nashay ke peeche banein dost, kutte paltu bro Rap-e-khuda tere zabah hue, tabah hue Mera ek hi khuda aur tum saaray andar se— [Verse 2: Talha Anjum] Pehle he bol chuka tujhay Full Pachaas main Pehle he bol chuka scene mein hu khaas main (Yeah) ISIS is tarah hu khoonkhaar bro ISI ki tarah hu hasaas main (Haha) Asteen ke ye saanp karein hiss Tujhay kiya hai mashoor na ke diss Main bhi aik middle child with a list I can make your favourite rapper shit bricks (That's right) Flow itna sick like I'm suffering from sickness Blood test mein aya I'm suffering from success Abay sunn na tu khaali hai zero tu nil batta nil hai Tu kaun hai tu beth neechay Aja beth meri class mein Beth meri class mein Beth meri class mein, aja, aja Aja beth meri class mein Beth meri class mein Beth meri class mein, aja, aja Tight karu inko tight karu Apni light phenku future inka bright karu Height kam fight zyada laalay mardo wali baat karu Taap-o-taap apne ad saare cash karu Cash talk, cash talk, warna chup reh Freebies, excuses ke peechay kyu chup rahay Bitch please I'm ruthless hum khulay mein phukk rahay Thakk gaye ye listeners par gaanay nahi rukk rahay Ruk jaa bhai meri saans phool rahi Main nahi bol raha, anna bol rahi hai Baaki sab sahi hai, doodh dahi hain Phassay Karachi mein jaana Dubai hai Mera tou koi mamu nahi hai Main parchi pe nahi aya, ye sab kuch Asli Hai Ab bhi agar tujhay masla hai mujhse Tou woh mera masla nahi wo teri masti hai (Samjha na) Switch karu flow jaise lanes Tere wehem ke tu mujhse behtar hai Gawah Rehna suna kya? Underground se I climb out like Bugs Bunny Shit was so funny, tu ne cartoon dekha hai na? (Hah) 90's kid hu main 90's kid Main paida hua jis saal Pac got killed Then Biggie got killed, then Proof got killed A couple of dudes in Phase 2 got killed Mujhay Phase 2 se kiya giraftaar Aik he sawaal kiya chattis baar Jhooti gawahi thi main nahi tha zimedaar Main sacha tha, andar honay se pehle he bahar, ay Hawa nahi khayi hawaalat ki (Ay) Karta nahi hawaa mein baat bhai (Ay) Zimaydari leta hu main har baat ki (Ay) Zimaydar-e-Urdu Hip Hop bhi (Ay) Meri naqal kar, bhai thori aqal kar (Ay) Bikta main content pe bikta nahi shakal par (Ay) Tu funter bohot banta hai kya mental hai? (Ay) Meri apni hai bro teri rental hai Emiway bandar hai, band hai woh, dabbay ke andar hai Cole sun leta hu baaki sab manjan hai T-Series pe milta sirf manoranjan hai, samjhay na? (Ay) Sar pe tention hai, gotta be the best (Ay) Yeah they got guns, think they need a vest (Ay) Bulletproof, tera bhai jaise kevlar (Ay) Jallein mere dushman jaise rizla Take a wild guess Karachi kiska? Alag rehtay sab se jaise Creek Vista Pop-pop, Malak-ul-maut on his way Asli main, any given time or date Agar main nahi tera favourite rapper tou lets say Tere favourite rapper ka favourite rapper hu main Down this road tere jaise bohot dekhay maa qasam Do din ke artist aaj ayein, kal khatam Hustle se barh ke nahi kuch Tu hassad tou kam kar, Hashar se nahi darta kya? Asar kartay mere ye misray Jaise main Ghalib tu Ghalib nahi parhta kya? Tu Urdu Hip Hop ka ghar tha kya? Tu ghar pe PlayStation khelta tha Jab tera ye baap Smoke It Up pe Yunus ke saath live perform karta tha Mushkil se udhar koi das-baara banda tha Main phir bhi nahi hua disheart, I don't have a heart Main zidd pe he chalta tha "Careem" nahi hoti thi "bro" Bus mein ho rush tou main chhat pe bhi charhta tha Tab na koi instagram tha na DM tha ke "Bhai bohot hard, Urdu rap god Pocket full of dreams, honge puray tere khuaab" Aaj mera aik gaana sunay loug 10 Lac Facts-facts is saal hogaye 10 saal Main 10 saal baad bhi reh sakta relevant Tu 20 saal peechay mujhse do the math bitch I'm done [Verse 3: Talhah Yunus] Fuck fame, I love rap Aj jo ye peetay woh main bechta tha jab thapp tha So fuck rap, I puff pass Tabhi juala bann ke gir raha beaton pe kab ka Mere agay ye sab whack, aur karein beef-beef Beef is when I murder motherfuckers on their own beat Don't you know me na-na, what's beef? Beef is when your family's ain't safe up in the streets Niggas dying over shit, a mother weeps, what's peace? Peace is when I follow you back I'm sharing your tracks, I'm reppin' every puff that I pass, like a G Rappers ki baarish, khaarish barhay phelay keechar Faris ki izzat karne ka maqsad nahi feature Lemme teach ya, I've been doing this for years I ain't just a rapper, I'm a preacher, my feet hurts High and drunk call that HD vision TY in the buildin', bitches droolin' n drippin' I move like a pigeon and I go Django on a mission I don't even know what I'm sippin' Bitch I don't know why you're trippin' Don't even put me in your top 5 There's no competition, my vision is different, I'm fucking ambitious Likhta dil se jis pe ajata dil ye Nakli kehte copy magar asli jaanein skill ye Down-to-earth pehle din se Beshak aa ke mil le, dhuen mein homies ghayab Choohay chuppe bill mein Sar peet'te jab baje bhai repeat pe Hum ghaltion se seekh ke, aaj sari jangein jeet gaye Kyu bante baap, jab khud boye maine beej ye Gaanay mere magnet, khud hi public kheenchtay [Outro] SQ Music

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Credits

Writers
  • Talha Anjum
  • Talhah Yunus