Pushpak Vimaan - Seedhe Maut , Sonnyjim Übersetzung ins Englische

Pushpak Vimaan

Karu me gaali galoch
Fook kar hue kaale ye hot
Chua to kha lenge dost
Iss dhue me tikte ni bread
Humaare saath rehti wo force
Aur Ma kare dua harr roz
Tike rahe zameen pe paw dekha paisa Jab
Something i've dealt with before
Ye lodu log hume sikhaare udaana yaha ghar chahiye
Bhai ko ek aur "bread"
Inhe chahiye ghost writer ek aur
Yaha Khosle ko ghosla do ek aur
Ye bhosdike bekaar hain
Dost ni par they call me calm lekin they call me baap too
25 saal aise dekhe ni cartoon
Famous hain bohot lekin best kon hai jaan tu ye
Industry plant muh me chamach hai gandu k
Khud bhi kamm milu siddhant se
Head butt me seekha zidane se
Ye level ni chhu paare chupe ye
Kyuki bhai upar hai pushpak vimaan pe
Aur jab bhi they sound like me yaad aaye ki Bete gaye baap pe
Yo ravi ka jota sambhaalke ah
Voh laundo ki charbi nikal dega
Bajne sab jaare hain Calm k yaha
Game me mai meta lau paisa lau leke jau upar
I dont need to dumb it down likhe jau fook kar
Koi ni kare fuck around bakara hu bhukkad
Jab dono aaye back in the booth
See em packing their tools high jack kara game uh
Bhai got the biggest bag in the room
Jaaye off the top of the dome
Jigga jaisa hai zone yaha
Chadhe jaau upar
Bole jauu muu par
Thook kar
Aksharo se hu jaadoogar
Launde hai kilaste par na kare diss bhoolkar
Jigare me jaane saare ABJ's too good
Aankho dekhi bolu jab mai dekhu scene ghoorkhar
Rapper hai kamare paisa 100 ki gaand choomkar
Samjhe khudko tarzan apne baap ki jhaantein jhoolkar
Bande hai udharan chutiyape ke saboot par
Cmon
Yaha bande hai zaaban se sakht
Chal To be honest konsi ka chalarai luck
Hum bhagwaan hai rap ke
Tu hai khali bhakt
Tujhpe hai khali waqt
Bro tu hai jaali, huh
Look shaadi hai begaani jab
Tu kyu dolra deewane
Sale beman hai sab
Mare bemaut hai jab
Tera bhai khole katana
Rapper hore rawana
Yaha khamakha ki baatein 'naw pooch' jaise kurama
Mai laya naya zamana
Banate rahio bahana
Yaha gaane bane majama
Vaha gaandein jale rozana
Vo boli mujhe roz ana
Aur aye jab bhi rose lana
Mai dekha kafi dhoka socha kyu hi raha loyal
Bandiyo ka hai bharosa na
Ye beche khaali aalo mujhe khana hai samosa jaha
Mai yaha nahi khada hota to tu vaha pe khada hota na
Ye baatein kaafi gehri beta shabdo me na khojana
Bas raho khali tairte
Aur chale apne pair pe
Industry dekhu aur lage 'the fuck is a fair play'
Yaha sar pe hai saapno ka jala
Aur saanpo ke sar pe hai newle
Apas me dost ye milke nichod re
Tabhi hum khulle me inki maa
Saray pasay sada gana gontha
Pukky peekay usi rola pontha
Gian Singh tha Munda goonda
Mere pindch siday pinday ik drop viy nay dulya
Weed man I get it in a box like a soota
Tu dor very vaj mari par sanu ney sunya
Phone chovi Kenta vajtha Cam vi nay muk tha
Usin thenu pharlya tha kutlya cussra
Sa re ga ma I get this shit poppin pataka
Back in bagga with my chachi rollin out the aata
Hara bara fresh of the tava blakka blakka
Sharma tha kata ulu kapata
Tu sanu khan ya meh pesa komontha chop the dhana the maharaja
Smokin on some zaza big bag para
I'm on my way to the sanyara uh

Pushpak Vimaan (Magic Carpet)

I curse and rant, girl,
These fools turn black with smoke,
Touch and you'll get burned, darling,
Bread doesn't last in this smoke,
That force stays with us,
And Mom prays every day,
My feet stayed on the ground when I saw money,
Something I've dealt with before,
These idiots try to teach us how to fly, we need a house here, baby,
My brother needs another "bread",
They want another ghostwriter,
Give Khosle another nest here,
These motherfuckers are useless,
Not friends but they call me calm, yet they call me dad too, girl,
Haven't seen cartoons like this in 25 years,
They're famous, but who's the best? You know, honey,
Industry plant, spoon in the asshole's mouth,
I'll work with Siddhant myself,
Learned the headbutt from Zidane,
They can't reach this level, they're hidden, babe,
Because your boy's up on the Pushpak Vimaan (Magic Carpet),
And whenever they sound like me, they remember, "Sons went after dad",
Yo, watch out for Ravi's shoe, sweetheart,
He'll knock the fat out of those guys,
Everyone's trying to sound Calm here,
I'm the meta in the game, I take the money, I go up,
I don't need to dumb it down, I write and smoke,
Nobody fucks around, I'm a hungry beast,
When we both came back in the booth, honey,
Saw them packing their tools, hijacked the game, uh,
Got the biggest bag in the room, girl,
Goes off the top of the dome,
Jigga-like zone here,
I rise up,
Speak my mind,
Spitting facts,
I'm a magician with words, baby,
Guys are jealous but don't diss by mistake,
All ABJ's know it in their hearts, too good,
I speak what I see when I look at the scene closely,
Rappers are earning money kissing asses,
Thinking they're Tarzan swinging on their dad's bushes,
These guys are examples of idiocy, but,
C'mon,
The guys here are tough with their words,
Let's be honest, whose flow is luck?
We are the gods of rap,
You're just a devotee,
You just have free time,
Bro, you're fake, huh,
Look, it's someone else's wedding, sweetheart,
Why are you acting crazy?
Everyone is dishonest,
When death comes,
Your brother opens the katana,
Rappers flee,
Unnecessary talk like Kurama from 'Naw Pooch',
I brought a new era,
Keep making excuses,
Songs became a gathering here,
Asses burn there daily,
She told me to come every day,
And bring roses whenever I come,
I've seen enough betrayal, thought why stay loyal?
There's no trust in girls,
They sell just potatoes, I want to eat samosas where,
If I wasn't standing here, you wouldn't be standing there,
These words are deep, son, don't get lost in them,
Just keep floating,
And walk on your own feet,
I look at the industry and think, 'the fuck is fair play',
There's a burden of dreams on my head,
And mongooses are on the heads of snakes,
They are friends together, squeezing everyone,
That's why we're openly disrespecting their mothers,
All the money, always rolled,
Drinking pukky, same old bullshit,
Gian Singh was a goon,
In my village, strong bodies, not a single drop spilt,
Weed man, I get it in a box like a soota (thread),
You called a lot, but we didn't hear,
Kenta's phone rang, the cam wasn't even on,
We beat him up and broke him,
Sa re ga ma, I get this shit poppin' like a firecracker,
Back in Bagga with my aunt, rolling out the dough,
Green, fresh off the tava, black black,
Sharma was scared, shivering,
You ask me where I get the money from? Chop the wealth, the maharaja,
Smokin' on some zaza, big bag secured,
I'm on my way to the sanyara (restroom), uh