Текст и перевод песни Ru Bal - Monster

Monster

Je gal wich dum haini
Kuj na mazza lagge
Sach vi swaah lagge
Te jide kolo kamm hove
Banda hove sapp
Fer sapp vi sirra lagge
Te bolne da chaj hove
Banda vi khuda lagge
Rabb vi bura lagge
M rap kra dil wicho
Kaiya nu ganda lagge
Kaiya nu kala lagge
Status aa te bolde ne
Hiphop nu tolde ne
Changi na salah lagge
M rap kra dil wicho
Kaiya nu Ganda lagge
Kaiya nu kala lagge
Aaye

Mahol nu mai lava char chand
Kheta che Paleya
Zimidaar da m son
Kende rap che paisa
Te paise che mann
Mann che daaru te
Daaru che fun
Japp da naam mai
Low jaddo fill kra
Waheguru bol
Sab mushkila na deal kra
High feel kra suna jado hiphop mai
Kar dite liplock eh
Sab nu dikkat eh
Menu ni pata kinne
Lokki kite beizzat
Menu ni pata tere pyar
Wali shidatt eh
Menu ta pta tere li
Dil mera biggest eh
Gal bitter eh
Sab kuj business eh
Billo
Likh changa banda likhari
Sab kolo mang banda
Bann da bikhari
Kamm di cheez ohi bandi hamari
Jinu izzat na mile oho cheez sarkari
Jada je bharosa kita
Bann da bimari
Akha wich hanju onde
Bann di wachari
Ohdi je hawas nu raah na labbe
Tha na labbe
Kyo ohda shikaar
Bann di kawari
Kala behshumaar Kalakaar
Sahlakaar bhot
Kamm ghat munde karde
Ne parchaar bhot
Jandi jhuth maari sarkaar
Lagataar bhot
Khuu bhar rakheya
Ru bal kol bar bhot
Menu shaq eh
Karna mera haq eh
Kamm sakhat eh
Ubaale dinda rakt eh
Kara na kara mera kamm rukke
Gharo onda phone fone chak
Mera dum rukke
Haa
Eh saale jor londe
Bolan lagge har ik word utte
Bp maardi aa satt
Mere sir dard utte
Jo m fone kara
Phone phata phat chukke
Tere naal rehndi mardi aa
Merte mard utte
Mere utte mard utte

Te bolne da chaj hove
Banda vi khuda lagge
Rabb vi bura lagge
M rap kra dil wicho
Kaiya nu ganda lagge
Kaiya nu kala lagge
Status aa te bolde ne
Hiphop nu tolde ne
Changi na salah lagge
M rap kra dil wicho
Kaiya nu Ganda lagge
Kaiya nu kala lagge

Bagha wich aayi eh bahar
Udan chala
Jamde jwaak karan
Mere baare galla
Pr m sunna fer sonna
Fer utha fer gouna
M mere naam to
Meri soch eh mera rabb
Eh kamm bahla okha
Fer m leya kato jabb
Mere damaag che eh gal uthi
M othe hi sutti
M jitho si chukki
Haini merko option hor
Eh aa oneway
Te m on airplane mode
Eh aa runway
Billo kare call te call
Haini mann ve
Mann mere kithe
Mann kaamyabi wich
Kaamyabi kendi menu
Rubla ve hor karni paini mehnat
Hor karni mehnat
Hazaar lakh crore karni paini mehnat
Eve ni marna marr ke saddna
Sadde panj maut
Panj 29 tai ladna

Te ik mint rabb da shukrana karna

Fuck fuck jeda banda hun rokke
Fuck fuck mera luck deve dhokhe
Te rabb kall nu aake rokke
Ja m rabb na ladda ja lavaa hoke

Monster

I don't give a damn, baby
If you don't enjoy it
It even feels like a curse
And if someone gets the job done
That person becomes a snake
Then even the snake seems superior
And if there's a desire to speak
That person seems like God
Even God seems bad
I rap from the heart, girl
Some find it dirty
Some find it dark
I have status, so they say
I can handle hip-hop
It doesn't seem like good advice
I rap from the heart, girl
Some find it dirty
Some find it dark
Yeah

I add four moons to the atmosphere, baby
I have fields and palaces
I'm the son of a landlord
Rap brings money, sweetheart
And money brings satisfaction
Satisfaction brings alcohol and
Alcohol brings fun
I chant the name of God
When I feel low
Say Waheguru
Deal with all problems
Feel high when I hear hip-hop
I make everyone liplock
It's a problem for everyone
I don't know how many
People I've disrespected
I don't know the intensity of your love, darling
It's intense
I know my heart is the biggest for you, babe
It's the biggest
The matter is bitter
Everything is business
Girl
A good person writes, a bad person begs
A person begs from everyone
Becomes a beggar
Only things that work belong to us
Things that don't get respect are government property
If you trust too much
It becomes a disease
Tears in the eyes
Becomes helpless
If she doesn't find a way for her lust
She won't find it
Why prey on her
Make her a virgin
Countless dark artists
Many advisors
Boys do less work
But a lot of publicity
The government keeps lying constantly
A lot constantly
Ru Bal has a lot of bars
A lot of bars
I have doubt
Doing my duty
The work is tough
Boils the blood
Whether I do it or not, my work stops
Phone keeps ringing from home
My breath stops
Yeah
These bastards try to force
They start speaking on every word
Raises my blood pressure
On my headache
If I make a phone call
The phone bursts
She keeps dying for me
On dead men
On me, on men

And if there's a desire to speak
That person seems like God
Even God seems bad
I rap from the heart
Some find it dirty
Some find it dark
I have status, so they say
I can handle hip-hop
It doesn't seem like good advice
I rap from the heart
Some find it dirty
Some find it dark

Came out of the bag, baby
Took flight
Stuck kids talking
About me
But I hear and then sleep
Then I get up and go again
From my name
My thinking is my God
This work is quite unique
Then I took a few hits
This thought came to my mind
I'm done there
Where I was finished
I don't have any other option
This is one-way
And I'm on airplane mode
This is the runway
Girl keeps calling and calling
I don't feel like it
Where's my mind?
My mind is on success
Success tells me
Gotta work harder, baby
Gotta work harder
Gotta work thousands, lakhs, crores harder
Can't die like this, gotta fight till death
Our five deaths
Five 29, gotta fight

And thank God for a minute

Fuck fuck whoever tries to stop me
Fuck fuck my luck betrays me
And God will stop me tomorrow
If I don't fight with God, if I become a devotee