Текст и перевод песни J Trix feat. Subspace - Waqt Nai

Waqt Nai

Na tu aas paas bande saare khaas khaas!
Itna upar na la paaye tujhe ghaas waas!
Hip Hop culture na dekhte hum Jaat paat!
To the top pura crew sirf 4-5!

Chhota gang kyuki logo pe Bharosa Kam!
Akal zyada tabhi haath yaha chalte Kam!
Safal zyada kyuki saath khade rehte sab!
Akele badhne me ek din ki Khushi zyada gum!

Gang gang K City represent be!
Aaye kabhi beech me toh paiso Ko hi bech de!
Sawaal unse jo bhule jaate Apne crew Ko
Paiso ke peeche bhaag ke phir kehte khudko self made?

That′s a check mate! Puri hui teri trip!
Jab apne saath nai toh kaisi gaadi kaisa crib!
Jo sapne saath the akele kaise honge pure!
Ride till you die! Ek saath we don't ever flip!

Hume bilkul bhi Shaq nai!
Hume bilkul bhi Shaq nai!
Saare saath yaha koi bhi alag nai!
Aage badhte jaate peeche dekhne ka waqt nai!

Peechhe dekhne ka waqt nai!
Hume bilkul bhi waqt nai!
Hai koshish to kartein ye bohot
Par paas mere dene ko bilkul bhi fks nai!

Aake dekh kaise grind lagataar jaari!
Manzil ek alag raaste alag sawaari!
Real ones yaha koi bhi na dikhta jaali!
Pasand nai toh tujhko muh pe sidha dete gaali!

Rhymes sick na ilaaj ki koi jankaari!
Likhta jaata jaise rap likhna khandani!
Sab hai race mein lagi padi hai maara maari!
Hote alag toh rehte khush karke bas kalakaari!

Woah! Yaha hate ki koi wajah nai!
Jalte hain bas ye debate Ki koi jagah nai!
Trap beat rappers tere jaal me koi fasa nai!
Tu chahta banna dope par bars me tere nasha nai!

Scene toh sahi tha par phir ye kayede bhul gaye
College me padh rahe jo kabhi na saale school gaye!
Sikhte galat ye galtiyon se na sikhe!
Phir labels Inhe kehte new star is in the making!

Saath me sau khade baaton pe yaha kaun lade!
Tu kya batayega ye beats mere Kaan bhare!
Tu kya satayega yaha roots mere bohot gehre!
Mujhe kya bhagayega hip hop me yaha pao jade!

Toh baatein sun meri Gaur se;
Hip hop represent na main aata Kahi aur se;
Ye saare kare flex, par hai fake when I cross check;
Ye saare maange views par confused Apne soch se.

Hume bilkul bhi Shaq nai!
Hume bilkul bhi Shaq nai!
Saare saath yaha koi bhi alag nai!
Aage badhte jaate peeche dekhne ka waqt nai!

Peechhe dekhne ka waqt nai!
Hume bilkul bhi waqt nai!
Hai koshish to kartein ye bohot
Par paas mere dene ko bilkul bhi fks nai!

No Time

Not everyone around is special, you know!
You're too high up for the gossip down below!
In hip-hop culture, we don't care about caste or creed!
To the top, the whole crew, just 4-5 deep!

Small gang, because trust in people is low!
More brains, that's why hands are used less here, bro!
More success, because we all stand together, you see!
In rising alone, there's more sorrow than glee!

Gang gang, K City represent, yo!
If you ever come between us, we'll sell your soul!
Question those who forget their crew,
Chasing money, then calling themselves self-made, boo?

That's a checkmate! Your trip is over!
When your people ain't with you, what's a car, what's a clover?
The dreams we had together, how will they come true alone?
Ride till you die! Together we don't ever moan!

We have no doubt!
We have no doubt!
Everyone's together, nobody's out!
Moving forward, no time to look back, shout!

No time to look back!
We have no time at all!
They try hard,
But there's nothing for them to give, that's the call!

Come see how the grind keeps going on!
One destination, different paths, we're all strong!
Real ones here, no one seems fake!
If we don't like you, we'll tell you straight to your face!

Rhymes sick, no cure in sight!
Keep writing like rapping is my birthright!
Everyone's in the race, it's a fight!
If we were different, we'd just be happy making art bright!

Woah! There's no reason for hate here!
They just burn, no place for debate, my dear!
Trap beat rappers, no one's caught in your snare!
You want to be dope, but your bars lack flair!

The scene was good, but then they forgot the rules,
College kids who never went to school, those fools!
They learn wrong, never learning from mistakes,
Then labels call them the new stars in the making, for goodness sakes!

A hundred stand together, who's gonna fight over words?
What will you tell me, my ears are full of beats, like birds!
What will you teach me, my roots run deep, like herds!
What will scare me, in hip-hop, I've earned my stripes, like nerds!

So listen to my words carefully;
I represent hip-hop, I don't come from anywhere else, clearly;
They all flex, but are fake when I cross-check;
They all want views, but are confused by their own thoughts, I suspect.

We have no doubt!
We have no doubt!
Everyone's together, nobody's out!
Moving forward, no time to look back, shout!

No time to look back!
We have no time at all!
They try hard,
But there's nothing for them to give, that's the call!