Текст и перевод песни Sikander Kahlon - RANN

RANN

Teri funeral te tera swagat hai
Munda dar da nahin bhalda shahadat hai
Asoolan di karda hifazat hai
Rap band kar tainu saadi ni ijazat hai

Karla tu sheti ibadat ni
Horan di chadhai seh lawein teri aadat ni
Tainu rat keeta main shabit ni
Paani te turan rok pau 7 saagar nai

Ye kaisi hai karamat
Bole na punjabi maa boli ch milawat
Fame paana bas yaara sigi teri chahat
Shuru horror show tera, sony aahat

Munde all black gang ae amavas
Tere jeha bhukha kare kharab daawat
Halle tu kaka dekhi nahiyon taaqat
Kahlon 6 foot thoda rakhi sahas

Byrd te sidhu di parchhai
Aaj hath mere aai, main jaani ni bhulai
Teri june di main kardu safai
Keha tainu mera pata ni sunny why july

August te rakh tu ve focus
8va month hunda bada important
Khayaal rakhi tu mere hoye paap da
Video shaitaan asal ch naam jaap da

Sahara chad de sharab da
Jaake kuch kar naam roshan hoye baap da
Chehra kiddan hunda pata lag gaya saanp da
Lambi ae zubaan sikander naapda

Tera beatmaker tere ton mashoor
Banaya baap ovi paise piche keeta door
Sunny sidhu hun tu sunny aujla
Real bande pehchaan jaande dogla

Ni tu dono paase geya
Karan nu karda si diss aaj ohda muh ch leya
Tu ae sapp baliye
Goreyan ch yaariyan tu labh baliye

Desi munde dinde shit nahin
Wife beater teri tape hou kade hit nahi gall sikhli
Byrd download kare kit ni
Laake loop saari industry jit li

Nseeb hoya sign tainu wajjgi latt
Sultaan murey teri yaara phattgi chatt
Maar khud nu rann tainu kuttni pasand
Maar khud nu rann tainu kuttni pasand

Nseeb hoya sign tainu wajjgi latt
Sultaan murey teri phattgi chatt
Maar khud nu je rann tainu kuttni pasand
Maar khud nu je rann tainu kuttni pasand

Dawan fu*k ni tu ae nakli bannu chakri
Maaro etto pehlan cham badle ve sapp ni
Dil todu jiwein last semester di suppli
Gangster bannda phhadke tu double cup ni

Vajje duffli lain teri vich kasht ni
Yaari vich paisa ginne teri budhi bhrasht ni
Sajje hath vich mere brahmast ni
Hoja chust ni tel la dimaag khushk ni

Fuddu rapperan di mainu koi bhukh ni
Hori practice ae mainu koi dukh ni
Paawein mile paani paawein mile tupp ni
Kalam ch jaan kaddi vi jau sukk ni

Dekh mera tandav
Aaji tu mohali kahlon baitha hure daanav
Ae nahin manav famous achanak
Ae show lamba challu jiwein chashma-e-taarak

Bas kkg ae shark
Clown boys bann ge kahani noah's arc
Eastside commitee jiwein enhe saarc
Indo pak vich hip hop ae salamat

Kaddu tera dil bahar dilbar
Gaane tere sir dard chuhe waali fitrat
Hun kall aayi sill kar
Saare naal bolo mere fu*k sunny milton
Fu*k sunny milton
Saare mere naal bolo fu*k sunny milton
Fu*k sunny milton
Saare mere naal bolo fu*k sunny milton

Nseeb hoya sign tainu wajjgi latt
Sultaan murey teri phattgi chatt
Maar khud nu je rann tainu kuttni pasand
Maar khud nu je rann tainu kuttni pasand
Lyrics By Lyaan Khan (AO - OG) J-OnE

BATTLE

Your funeral is my welcome.
I'm not afraid to die, martyrdom suits me.
I protect my roots.
Stop rapping, you don't have my permission.

You've made a business out of this, not worship.
You're used to riding others' coattails, I won't allow it.
I proved you wrong last night.
You can't stop the flow of water, I am no ocean.

What kind of miracle is this?
You speak Punjabi with impurities.
All you want is fast fame, darling.
Your horror show begins now, Sony Aahat.

My crew's all black, a new moon.
A hungry one like you ruins the feast.
You haven't seen my power yet.
Kahlon's 6 foot tall, keep your distance.

Byrd and Sidhu's shadow,
It's in my hands now, I haven't forgotten.
I'll wipe you out this June.
You said you didn't know me, Sunny, why July?

Keep your focus on August.
The 8th month is very important.
Take care of my sins.
A demonic video, actually a chant of your name.

The support of alcohol.
Go and do something to make your father's name proud.
Now I know what a snake's face looks like.
Sikander's long tongue, a disaster.

Your beatmaker is more famous than you.
He made a fool of Ovi, distanced himself after taking the money.
You're Sunny Sidhu, the fake Sunny Aujla.
Real ones recognize a two-faced person.

You played both sides.
You used to diss Karan, now you're licking his boots.
You snake charmer.
You're a profit-seeker, making friends with foreigners.

Real men don't give a damn.
Wife beater, your tape will never be a hit, learn your lesson.
Byrd won't get many downloads.
He took loops and won over the whole industry.

Fate signed you because of Latt.
My Sultan, your reign is over.
Fight me, you like to get beaten.
Fight me, you like to get beaten.

Fate signed you because of Latt.
My Sultan, your reign is over.
Fight me if you like to get beaten.
Fight me if you like to get beaten.

Don't show off, you fake Bannu, you're a fraud.
I'll hit you so hard, your colors will change, snake.
Your heart will break like failing the last semester.
Calling yourself a gangster, you can't even handle a double cup.

My duffel bag carries no sorrow.
Counting money in friendship, your thinking is corrupt.
Brahmastra's in my right hand.
Be careful, your brain's dry, needs oiling.

I don't crave these worthless rappers.
Practicing everyday, no pain for me.
I get water and food, that's all I need.
My pen is my lifeblood, it'll never run dry.

See my brilliance.
Today you're in Mohali, Kahlon sits on the throne.
You didn't become famous organically.
This show will run long, like Chashma-e-Taarak.

Only KKG is the shark.
Clown boys became a story of Noah's ark.
Eastside committee is like SAARC to them.
Indo-Pak hip-hop is safe and sound.

When will you open your heart, my love?
Your songs are a headache, an annoying nature.
Now tomorrow, come and chill.
Everybody say it with me, fuck Sunny Milton.
Fuck Sunny Milton.
Everybody say it with me, fuck Sunny Milton.
Fuck Sunny Milton.
Everybody say it with me, fuck Sunny Milton.

Fate signed you because of Latt.
My Sultan, your reign is over.
Fight me if you like to get beaten.
Fight me if you like to get beaten.
Lyrics By Lyaan Khan (AO - OG) J-OnE