Lyrics and translation Emsallam - ما بدي سلامك (انتاج عاصفة)

ما بدي سلامك (انتاج عاصفة)

(ناس بتمشي بتضلها ببالك
تعلق بلحومها تحكي بضهرك مش قدامك
اه
الله يحيي الذلمة هاد لبلادنا المعمورة
والمرة الجاية عشان تكون بالصورة)
I don't know
مش عارف ليش انكتبت
مش عارف ايش سوّت
عاوز استمتع مسلم وستورم

يا عيني يا ليلي يا ليلي يا عيني
بدك تيجي تعالي بدك تروحي حاولي
ييي في كثير عالم بتقلد فيي
البيت انبعت اليوم رجعت بعته مع ابضاي
مسلم اترعب ستورم هديب
اعلن نفس الخط سمينا
جيمس براون مع جيمس بلايك
اه كله بمشي بابا بدي اعزف ربابه
واحط عليها ديستورشن والعب متل صبابه
الله يرحم ولك ايام هون ريس بييك
هسا الهيب هوب صف عالقنوات بس
اه
ولك ممنوع يوم الخميس تفوت عالدار
غير الطبل
على البيس يلا نهبل
ارفع كاسك
اكدح دابل اسكر لأنه انا
ما بدي شوف ولا واحد صاحي هون
لأني اليوم مكرك قوم
مبسوط ورايق نفسي
كيف الناس تضايق اني مارق من قدامك
عادي اسلم لأني مسلم
بعرف انه هون بيهمك مني تضل تتعلم
لكن اعرف اني لما اكون امامك
بس بكون شفقان عليك

ناس بتمشي بتضلها ببالك
تعلق بلحومها تحكي بضهرك مش قدامك
اه الله يحيي الذلمة هاد لبلادنا المعمورة
والمره الجاية عشان تكون بالصورة

انا ما بدي كلامك انا ما بدي سلامك
انا ما بدي
انا ما بدي اشوفك انا ما بدي اشوفك
انا ما بدي
انا بدي كلامك انا ما بدي سلامك
انا ما بدي
انا ما بدي اشوفك انا ما بدي اشوفك
انا ما بدي

سيجارة بإيدي سماعة بداني
انبح صوته مش سامعه بسمع اغاني
انغام براسي
لاليلي لالي لالي لالي لالي
الركن البعيد الهادي
اه
كله زي طيزك عديله
اعطيه جيتاره وغنيله
اذا يزوق جعيله
خليه يضاجع يديله
ولك قد اديله وديله
ولك وين الديلر رنوله
خلي يظبطكم يرميله
كيسين عالماشي او قطعه
من ابو البني ويبنيلك
براسك طابق يجبرلك
المكسر منك ظبطلك
ولما ييجي هقيله
ولك انا عم بتمنيك على البيت اه
مسلم هديب عم بيرمي وك عيب
تيجي تقرب قدامه تخبص
صوت هالليست
ستورم عالبيت
دوقني هالبيس مش عارف كيف
رح وقف فول خفيف
فالسرعة بس طز الشغل نضيف
الدنيا صيف
الجو لطيف
من عمان لباريس
الفن في بلادنا بيعر
بس لهيك حضلني اطوف
عيب تشوفني شايف عال وتحكي علينا خف
اخر دعوة هان ان الحمدلله رب العالمين
واذا الهيب هوب مات امسلم وستورم عايشين
اه

انا ما بدي كلامك انا ما بدي سلامك
انا ما بدي
انا ما بدي اشوفك انا ما بدي اشوفك
انا ما بدي
انا ما بدي كلامك انا ما بدي سلامك
انا ما بدي
انا ما بدي اشوفك انا ما بدي اشوفك
انا ما بدي
انا ما بدي كلامك انا ما بدي سلامك
انا ما بدي
انا ما بدي اشوفك انا ما بدي اشوفك
انا ما بدي
انا ما بدي كلامك انا ما بدي سلامك
انا ما بدي
انا ما بدي اشوفك انا ما بدي اشوفك
انا ما بدي

I don't want your greeting (Aasifa production)

(People walk by and remain on your mind
They cling to your body, talking behind your back, not to your face
Oh
May God bless the men of our beloved country
Next time, so you're in the picture)
I don't know
I don't know why I was written
I don't know what I did
I want to have fun Muslim and Storm

Oh my, my Layla, my Layla, my dear
If you want to come, come on If you want to leave, try
Oh, there are many people who imitate me
The house was sent today I sent it back with my hand
Muslim is terrified Storm is elegant
I declare the same line, fat
James Brown with James Blake
Oh, everything's going, Dad I want to play the lute
And put distortion on it and play like a drummer
May God have mercy on you, you used to be a boss here
Now hip hop is just on the channels
Oh
But you're not allowed to enter the house on Thursday
Except the drums
Let's go crazy on the bass
Raise your glass
Work hard, double drunk because I
I don't want to see anyone sober here
Because today I'm a party pooper
Happy and relaxed, I feel good
How can people get upset that I pass in front of you?
It's okay to greet because I'm a Muslim
I know that here it interests you to keep learning from me
But know that when I'm in front of you
I just feel sorry for you

People walk by and remain on your mind
They cling to your body, talking behind your back, not to your face
Oh God bless the men of our beloved country
Next time, so you're in the picture

I don't want your words I don't want your greetings
I don't want
I don't want to see you I don't want to see you
I don't want
I want your words I don't want your greetings
I don't want
I don't want to see you I don't want to see you
I don't want

A cigarette in my hand, headphones in my ears
I bark, I don't hear his voice, I hear songs
Tunes in my head
Lali lali lali lali lali lali
The quiet, distant corner
Oh
It's all like your perfect bird
Give him a guitar and make him sing
If he embellishes, make him
Let him sleep on his hand
And you give him his desire
And where is the dealer Renault
Let him fix it and throw it away
Two bags while walking or a piece
From Abu Al-Bani and he builds you
A floor on your head to fix you
The broken one from you fixed it
And when the heck comes
And I'm wishing you on the house, oh
Muslim Hadeeb throws and there's no shame
You come close to him and beat him up
The sound of the hallist
Storm on the house
Make me taste this bass I don't know how
I'll go get some light ful
At speed, but the work is clean
The weather is summer
The atmosphere is nice
From Oman to Paris
Art is sold in our country
But that's why I'll keep going around
It's a shame to see me looking high and tell us to slow down
The last prayer is that praise be to God, Lord of the Worlds
And if hip hop dies, we are Muslims and Storm are alive
Oh

I don't want your words I don't want your greetings
I don't want
I don't want to see you I don't want to see you
I don't want
I don't want your words I don't want your greetings
I don't want
I don't want to see you I don't want to see you
I don't want
I don't want your words I don't want your greetings
I don't want
I don't want to see you I don't want to see you
I don't want
I don't want your words I don't want your greetings
I don't want
I don't want to see you I don't want to see you
I don't want