Class lyrics
by Umair Khan
[Intro]
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Talhah Yunus in the house
[Verse 1: Talha Yunus]
Sunnay walay mere sath kharay
Ganay mere aag baray
Jalnay walay rakh banay
Apni sangat mein tou jani aaj bhi sirf Pac chalay
Bhaag paray saray woh Jummah-Jummah do din ke
Baatein meri sun ke inspirations lein
Jani jo baat hai, kal ke bache bhi aj baap banein
Magar lund se agay jani kabhi bhaagte nahi
Nahi parega fark teri zaat pe bhai
Izzat dene se koi kabhi chota ya bara nahi hota
Nahi samajhte baat ye, sach se kyun bhaagte
Khole maine rastay ab dhuen mein bethe khanste
Is hadsay mein marnay walay rappers se ek darkhuaast hai
Pooch mere baaray logon se kyu itna khaas main
Nahi bikta yaarion pe, na shakal pe, na libaas pe
Tadrees karna farz, adatan mere mizaaj mein
[Chorus: Talhah Yunus]
Aja beth meri class mein, beth meri class mein, beth meri class mein
Kyu rehta hai har waqt udaas be
Aja beth meri class mein, beth meri class mein, beth meri class mein
Karu tujhe school
Aja beth meri class mein, beth meri class mein, beth meri class mein
Jitne bante baap jani unka asal baap main (Asal baap main)
Jani jo baat hai, uh
[Verse 2: Talha Yunus]
Rozz-marra mere log maray
Dushman bhi ab dost banay
Aj bhi hoon main hosh mein nahi
Soch meri bhoj aur ye rappers mujhse roz jalein
Dunya se main aagay cheel ki ankh dekhraha ghosht ko be
Bante ye GOAT, muu pe dost, magar ab ye larkay gosht baney
Main khata beef daily, thelay kaddo baahir
Kuttay bhonkne de, real talk baby
Jab pehli bar qalam uthaya tha khudse
Tou likha pehla bar soche sabaq kon likhe?
Bethe dhund rahe mauqay ye
Fashionable chakkay, gaanay lun, par ek funn
Comments likhne mein ye bohat baray, chay
Spoiled everybody in my circle, J
Soil of this f*ckin' rap culture, let ’em hate
Everybody know the facts, they relate
No debates, hol' up dekh
Main tou phenkraha gaanay tabse jab ye saaray andon mein thay
Chand log yahan thay, Patari bhi jaanay ye fact ke hum un bandon mein se
Par nahi samjhenge ye dheet bohat
Street smart, sarak wali heat bohat
Mere street craft ke agay ye saaray rappers weak bohat
Main jese is game ka reincarnated Steve Jobs
Haha, yeah
Sabse pehle shoutout to all my homies in debt
Uske baad shoutout to all the b*tches that I regret
Shukar guzaar hun un saaron ka jin logon ne suna mujhe
FAM MERI HAM
Bet laga ke kar le unse behas
Aur phir sarkon pe larkon mein chalay warqu jo
Nashay ke peeche banein dost, kutte paltu bro
Rap-e-khuda tere zabah hue, tabah hue
Mera ek hi khuda aur tum saaray andar se—
[Verse 2: Talha Anjum]
Pehle he bol chuka tujhay Full Pachaas main
Pehle he bol chuka scene mein hu khaas main (Yeah)
ISIS is tarah hu khoonkhaar bro
ISI ki tarah hu hasaas main (Haha)
Asteen ke ye saanp karein hiss
Tujhay kiya hai mashoor na ke diss
Main bhi aik middle child with a list
I can make your favourite rapper sh*t bricks (That's right)
Flow itna sick like I’m suffering from sickness
Blood test mein aya I'm suffering from success
Abay sunn na tu khaali hai zero tu nil batta nil hai
Tu kaun hai tu beth neechay
Aja beth meri class mein
Beth meri class mein
Beth meri class mein, aja, aja
Aja beth meri class mein
Beth meri class mein
Beth meri class mein, aja, aja
Tight karu inko tight karu
Apni light phenku future inka bright karu
Height kam fight zyada laalay mardo wali baat karu
Taap-o-taap apne ad saare cash karu
Cash talk, cash talk, warna chup reh
Freebies, excuses ke peechay kyu chup rahay
b*tch please I'm ruthless hum khulay mein phukk rahay
Thakk gaye ye listeners par gaanay nahi rukk rahay
Ruk jaa bhai ruk meri saans phool rahi
Main nahi bol raha, anna bol rahi hai
Baaki sab sahi hai, doodh dahi hain
Phassay Karachi mein jaana Dubai hai
Mere tou koi mamu nahi hai
Main parchi pe nahi aya ye sab kuch Asli Hai
Ab bhi agar tujhay masla hai mujhse
Tou woh mera masla nahi wo teri masti hai (Samjha na)
Switch karu flow jaise lanes
Tere wehem ke tu mujhse behtar Gawah Rehna suna kya?
Underground se I climb out like Bugs Bunny
sh*t was so funny, tu ne cartoon dekha hai na? (Hah)
90's kid hu main 90's kid
Main paida hua jis saal Pac got killed
Then Biggie got killed, then Proof got killed
A couple of dudes in Phase 2 got killed
Mujhay Phase 2 se kiya giraftaar
Aik he sawaal kiya chattis baar
Jhooti gawahi thi main nahi tha zimedaar
Main sacha tha, andar honay se pehle he bahar, ay
Hawa nahi khayi hawaalat ki (Ay)
Karta nai hawaa mein baat bhai (Ay)
Zimaydari leta hu main har baat ki (Ay)
Zimaydar-e-Urdu Hip Hop bhi (Ay)
Meri naqal kar, bhai thori aqal kar (Ay)
Bikta main content pe bikta nai shakal par (Ay)
Tu funter bohot banta hai kya mental hai? (Ay)
Meri apni hai bro teri rental hai
Emiway bandar hai, band hai woh, dabbay ke andar hai
Cole sun leta hu baaki sab manjan hai
T-Series pe milta sirf manoranjan hai, samjhay na? (Ay)
Sar pe tention hai, gotta be the best (Ay)
Yeah they got guns, think they need a vest (Ay)
Bulletproof, tera bhai jaise kevlar (Ay)
Jallein mere dushman jaise rizla
Take a wild guess Karachi kiska?
Alag rehtay sab se jaise Creek Vista
Pop-pop, Malak-ul-maut on his way
Asli main, any given time or date
Agar main nahi tera favourite rapper tou lets say
Tere favourite rapper ka favourite rapper hu main
Down this road tere jaise bohot dekhay maa qasam
Do din ke artist aaj ayein, kal khatam
Hustle se barh ke nahi kuch
Tu hassad tou kam kar, Hashar se nahi darta kya?
Asar kartay mere ye misray
Jaise main Ghalib tu Ghalib nahi parhta kya?
Tu Urdu Hip Hop ka ghar tha kya?
Tu ghar pe PlayStation khelta tha
Jab tera ye baap Smoke It Up pe
Yunus ke saath live perform karta tha
Mushkil se udhar koi das-baara banda tha
Main phir bhi nahi hua disheart, I don't have a heart
Main zidd pe he chalta tha
"Careem" nahi hoti thi "bro"
Bus mein ho rush tou main chat pe bhi charhta tha
Tab na koi instagram tha na DM tha ke
"Bhai bohot hard, Urdu rap god
Pocket full of dreams, ho ge puray tere khuaab"
Aaj mera aik gaana sunay loug 10 Lac
Facts-facts is saal hogaye 10 saal
Main 10 saal baad bhi reh sakta relevant
Tu 20 saal peechay mujhse do the math b*tch I'm done
[Verse 3: Talhah Yunus]
f*ck fame, I love rap
Aj jo ye peetay woh main bechta tha jab thapp tha
So f*ck rap, I puff pass
Tabhi juala bann ke gir raha beaton pe kab ka
Mere agay ye sab whack, aur karein beef-beef
Beef is when I murder motherf*ckers on their own beat
Don't you know me na-na, what’s beef?
Beef is when your family’s ain't safe up in the streets
n*ggas dying over sh*t, a mother weeps, what’s peace?
Peace is when I follow you back
I'm sharing your tracks, I'm reppin' every puff that I pass, like a G
Rappers ki baarish, khaarish barhay phelay keechar
Faris ki izzat karne ka maqsad nahi feature
Lemme teach ya, I’ve been doing this for years
I ain't just a rapper I'm a preacher, my feet hurts
High and drunk call that HD vision
TY in the buildin', b*tches droolin' n drippin'
I move like a pigeon and I go Django on a mission
I don't even know what I'm sippin'
b*tch I don't know why you're trippin'
Don't even put me in your top 5
There's no competition, my vision is different, I'm f*cking ambitious
Likhta dil se jis pe ajata dil ye
Nakli kehte copy magar asli jaanein skill ye
Down-to-earth pehle din se
Beshak aa ke mil le, dhuen mein homies ghayab
Choohay chuppe bill mein
Sar peet'te jab baje bhai repeat pe
Hum ghaltion se seekh ke, aaj sari jangein jeet gaye
Kyu bante baap, jab khud boye maine beej ye
Gaanay mere magnet, khud hi public kheenchtay
[Outro]
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