Текст и перевод песни Talha Anjum feat. Talhah Yunus - Full Pachaas

Full Pachaas

Tu halkay paanch mein
Mein full Pachaas bey
Rap tou aam hai sheher main
Aur us mein hu khaas mein
Kaafi hasaas mein
Shaheen hu aata nai baaz mein
Kar aitraaz tu mere attitude pe
Mere latitude dekh jahaaz mein
Zehen ki tez hai pace, mind mein lagi hai race
Jaise liquor store se le ke phase 8 tak it's fuck brakes
Aise he zindagi meri, aise he thay mere laanjay
Mein tha shady sa boy,
Shady jagah pe sunu mein shady se gaanay, khair.
Shady se pucho wo arha hai ke nai?
Varna niklein kya dip karein? kattein kya?

Seedha shahra e faisal pattein kya?
Mere pass ho aux tou cole aur
Kendrick speakers se phir mere hattein na
Inhein sunta hu jab tak ye rattein na
Jab tak phattay na niyaz tab tak battay na
Parein ge bars ye tujhay jaise maulai mochray chokray soch le
Jitna bhi hard hai bahar se mujhay pata tum andar se khokhlay
Doglay hain saaray doglay, Abay mein Tarzan tum saaray mowgli
Sunta mein stormzy, sunta mein skepta, le urru teri jhopree
Public hai chup, phir bhi ye rappers puchein ke kya bol reli public?
Post ko kartay hain sponsor, kaanay rajay aur neechay andhi public
A quarter mil, charged a quarter just to sell you clothes
Orderly fashion se dekhein tou tere se pehle mein aya hu dost

Tu halkay paanch mein
Mein full Pachaas bey
Rap tou aam hai sheher mein
Aur us mein hu khaas mein
Kaafi hasaas mein
Shaheen hu aata nai baaz mein
Kar aitraaz tu mere attitude pe
Mere latitude dekh jahaaz mein

Mat bol humein Gully Boy
Apni ye slang nai, ye tera wehm bhai

Young Stunners band nahi, YS ek
Brand hai jo aaj kal ab ban nai,
Bhen nikli fan meri tou bola wo meri bhen nai hahah
Talha bola hath hola
Kha thora rehm bhai
Coca cola, Young Khassi
Lora lassan
Kero us mai Tag nai
Khan k sath jaake jo lia tha 300 ka mic
Woh aaj bhi mere baap ki
Almari mei qaid ay
Flow jese aag, aur likhayi mai qehr bhai
Gaanay phelrahay jese pehalta zehr bhai
Ek hi rhyme scheme se kha jaun tera shehr bhi
Paren pair bhai, khair bhai yaad aya bacha bana baap tera
Aaj k baad kerega ye sirf Umair Bhai Umair bhai, Umair Bhai
Magar Tehrr bhai, Beat pe Qasim Umair nai
Ye koi Ghair nai
Karachi ka homie bola ye fan tera, mai bola jani ye sirf fan nai
Ye hai meri family
Ay

I'm building an army
Rukne wala kaam nai
Fault inke taar mai,
Banadun inhen ghori magar pass abhi faltu ka time nai
Young Stunners wuhi naam wuhi kaam bhi
Dunya saari jaanti, BBC, DVCs, RELEVANT LIKE HENNESSEY
WHISKEY WO B TENNESSEE
Scene mai barh rahi jealousy
Mai khelta table tennis bhi
Filmmaker bhi, editor bhi, Rappers ka terminator bhi
Jo sath mere saalon se wuhi jantay mujhe behtar sirf
Mai chahun likhna simple khud hojata deep wo
Baap bola chup magar bacha nikla dheet wo,
Tou ab beat do, weed do, hum Hip hop ki reerh torh
Gaali den naseeb ko,
Soonghay saanp lagay taalay saaray ghayab jitne bane
Phirte chirte girte muu k bal, zinda safal k raqeeb jo
Purany ganay bhi mere kiun aj tak repeat hon?
This shit is deep bro
Tu halkay paanch mein
Mein full Pachaas bey
Rap tou aam hai sheher mein
Aur us mein hu khaas mein
Kaafi hasaas mein
Shaheen hu aata nai baaz mein
Kar aitraaz tu mere attitude pe
Mere latitude dekh jahaaz mein

Tha tha vajjein fire, saaray ilaaqay he gair
Saaray ilaaqo mein he apne he laanjay
Launday bamay phirein laalay yahan ke
Tullay hain kaalay yahan ke
Schoolo mein makri ke jaalay yahan pe
Underground hain bhai walay yahan pe
Laashein bahanay ko naalay yahan pe
Aur hum tou pallay yahan pe
Idher jiye hain idher he marein ge
Chotay tu nikal yahan se
Ye meri zone hai idher he kharay hain

Bola na tension mein leta he nahi
Rapper koi competition he deta nai
Hota he nai hazam inhein mera content
Inka wo jigrah wo medah he nai
Sun beta beta bola baap ko
Khelega tu aag se tou hoye ga na raakh tu, Samajhta nai baat tu
Soya nai raat se, morning show pe I dosed off
I feel like Bohemia, mera phone off mujhay nahi khauf
Mein phenkta jab all out disses to
Fans ke messages ke halka haath rakho bhai
Aur jab mein ata halka tou koi na
Koi larka koi aisi karta ke phir mein
Magazine bharta, rappers pe dharta, smoke em like garda
Urdu Rap scene paidaishi be-ghar
Safe to say mein uska pehle ghar tha

Tu halke paanch mein

Mein full pachaas bey

Rap tou aam hai shehr mein

Aur is mein hun khas mein

Kafi hasaas mein

Shaheen hun ata nhi baz mein

Kar aitraaz tu mere attitude
Mein mera latitude dekh jahaz mein

Full Fifty

You're a light five
I'm a full fifty, babe
Rap is common in the city
And I am special in that
Quite a lot, actually
I'm a falcon, I don't come cheap
Object to my attitude
See my latitude in the plane
The mind is fast-paced, there's a race going on in my mind
Like taking it from the liquor store to Phase 8, it's fuck brakes
That's how my life is, that's how my verses were
I was a shady boy,
I listen to shady songs in a shady place, anyway.
Ask Shady if he's coming or not?
Otherwise, should we go out for a dip? Should we cut it?

Straight to Shahrah-e-Faisal, should we roll?
If you got the aux, then Cole and
Kendrick on the speakers, then my hands off
I listen to them until these nights are gone
Until the desires burst, don't tell me
These bars will hit you like a cleric chanting, think about it
No matter how hard I am on the outside, I know you're hollow on the inside
Everyone's a hypocrite, I'm Tarzan, you're all Mowgli
I listen to Stormzy, I listen to Skepta, take your leap of faith
The public is silent, yet these rappers ask what the public is saying?
They sponsor the post, deaf kings and a blind public below
A quarter mil, charged a quarter just to sell you clothes
If you look at it in an orderly fashion, I came before you, buddy

You're a light five
I'm a full fifty, babe
Rap is common in the city
And I'm special in that
Quite a lot, actually
I'm a falcon, I don't come cheap
Object to my attitude
See my latitude in the plane

Don't call us Gully Boy
This is not our slang, it's your misconception, bro

Young Stunners is not a band, YS is one
Brand that's not made these days,
My sister turned out to be a fan, he said she's not my sister hahah
Talha said hello
Have some mercy, bro
Coca Cola, Young Khassi
Garlic and ginger
Don't tag him in it
The 300 rupee mic I took with Khan
It's still my dad's
Locked in the closet, ay
Flow like fire, and writing with rage, bro
Songs spreading like poison, bro
I can destroy your city with just one rhyme scheme
Stop it, bro, anyway, I remembered, your dad had a son
From now on, only Umair Bhai Umair bhai, Umair Bhai will do this
But Tehrr bhai, Qasim Umair is not on the beat
This is not a stranger
My homie from Karachi said he's your fan, I said bro he's not just a fan
This is my family
Ay

I'm building an army
It's not going to stop
The fault is in their wires,
I'll turn them into mares, but I don't have the time right now
Young Stunners, same name, same work
The whole world knows, BBC, DVCs, RELEVANT LIKE HENNESSEY
THAT WHISKEY IS FROM TENNESSEE
Jealousy is increasing in the scene
I play table tennis too
Filmmaker, editor, rapper's terminator too
Only those who have been with me for years know me better, only
I want to write simple, it gets deep on its own
Dad said shut up but the kid turned out to be stubborn, so
Now give me the beat, give me the weed, we'll break the backbone of Hip Hop
Curse fate,
The snakes have locked up all the locks that were made
They turn, scream, fall, like the hair of a cow's tail, the enemies of the living and successful
Why are my old songs still on repeat?
This shit is deep, bro
You're a light five
I'm a full fifty, babe
Rap is common in the city
And I'm special in that
Quite a lot, actually
I'm a falcon, I don't come cheap
Object to my attitude
See my latitude in the plane

The basses were firing, the whole area was foreign
We got our own people in all areas
Kids roam around here like bombs
The girls here are delicate
Spider webs in schools here
The underground brothers are here
Drains to flow corpses here
And we grew up here
We lived here, we will die here
Get out of here, little one
This is my zone, we stand here

Told you I don't take tension
No rapper gives me competition
They can't digest my content
They don't have that courage, that spirit
Listen, son, the son told his father
If you play with fire, you'll turn to ashes, you don't understand
Haven't slept all night, I dosed off on the morning show
I feel like Bohemia, my phone's off, I'm not afraid
When I throw all out disses, then
Fans message me to take it easy, bro
And when I come at them lightly, then no one
No boy does it like that, then I
Fill up magazines, spit fire on rappers, smoke em like garda
Urdu Rap scene inherently homeless
Safe to say I was its first home

You're a light five

I'm a full fifty, babe

Rap is common in the city

And I'm special in that

Quite a lot, actually

I'm a falcon, I don't come cheap

Object to my attitude
See my latitude in the plane