Wo galiyon se nikal ke raja bana

Wo ghar se than ke gaya tha

Karunga main kucch to bada

Duniya wale tokte rahe

 wo suntan ab kisi ki hai kahan

you know f*ck this shit

Main sach kahunga

To kadvi lagegi

Kasa jo nachega hato pe duniya

Bas teri sunegi

Ye sach ke tub hi marega

Aur wo bhi maregi

Jo sab hi reh jana yaha pe shanti kise milegi

Ab bata tu bulleya

Maine kitne paap kiye

Hisaab hi nahi

Maine kitne saaf kiye

Gareebi me jiya

Aur kitne saal diye

Ab pucchoge mujhse

kya hai sahi aur kya hai galat

but honestly I don’t give a..

ankhe khuli meri duniya me

tabse lada is duniya se

shayd koi raja na hota

jo dab ke jiya hota lalach ki duniya me

ye waise to naam hi hai

par karna chahta hai aisa kuch is duniya me

ke firse na soche koi

chhote ghar ken a ban sakte

desh ke buniyade

main kya karu

jo khwabo ko raja ne maarna sikha nahi hai

andar me mere ek dar hai

jo abhi bhi duniya ko dikha nahi hai

main kucch is hisab se likhta hu

zindigi aur mere beech ki ye bate

isme hai sbkucch likh

par harna kabhi bhi likha nahi hai

ye meri galti hai main ye bhi janta

jo khudse na bana

main usko kucch ni manta

bina lakshy ke jiya jo banda

hota ni kisi bhi kaam ka

you know

f*ck this shit………

mera baba kehta tha mauke bhi honge

jaha pe gussa bhi hoga sar pr aur dange bhi honge

to sach hi tu kahega

to jalne wale bhi to honge

to bas maar ke gusse ko

lag jana lakshy pe sarfira

bata tu bulleya

maine taak bhi rakhi

to seekh tune di

maine panno pe likhi

mera dada mit gaya

par baat amar rahi

jab tu likhega apne hathon se zindigi

chhoriyo na koi kami

Raftaar  

Wo dhoopo me tap ke bana

Nange pav wo raceon me wo bhagke bana

Usne haq se hawa badli

Tabka bada

tab wo baap ke pairo ke takte bana

ladke lakshy bana ladka haq se bana

jeeta mehnat aur dardo ko chaske bana

dehi mare to khata choora chana

ab wo auron ko deta hai

nakshe bana (haaaan)

manjhe se kate jo gudde the saste

wo manjhi sa kate pahado me raste

pahade pada

fir akhade khada

uske kandhe the chhote

par bhari the baste

ye bandar bhi dekhe madari bana

zimmedari le ghume sawari bna

cycle ko tub hi ferari bna

chahe khanjar se kismet ki dhari bna

tu bas kalam utha ye taaj hai tera

main bolu tujhko raj kyuki raj hai tera

duniya walo ko de duniya apna khudka tu jahan de bna

King

Give tha’t shit

Tu sach kahega to deri lagegi

Seechega jhooth ka paudha to

Meethi na berry lagegi

Tu bach ye jag ladega

Kachehri lagegi

Hath jo kholega

Bolo ki boli bhi teri lagegi

Bata tu bulleya

Maine itne war sahe

Nishaan bhi nahi

Tera beda jo paar kare

Wo diwangi meri

Sare sanpo ko maru pare

Han puccho ge mujhe han kya hai sahi

Aur kya hai gala

Honestly

I don’t give a

Ghar pet ha patti ka dabba

Aur dabbe ke andar ek jabhi dabi thi

Dekha jo gaur se maine

To dabbe ke upar bhi dhool hi jami thi

Meri maa ne kaha leke aa baksa

Keemti kucch cheese rakhi thi wo

Kone padi ek photo purani aur

Raga ghari sahyd yade judi thi

Main pucch ye kaun hai photo me

Jo dikhra ab zinda nahi hai

Bataya gaya mujhe naam aur bola ye

Sadharan banda nahi hai

Naam lahori

Sikandrabad se jade bhi teri judi hai

ye wo hai jo tere pita ji ko pal bada kiye

roti bhi inhi ki dee hai

main kehna chahti hu ke

dene ke jaise nahi rahege sada

ye ghari batati bas waqt

chahe banda ho chahe jitna bada

tu bhi dekhega nazare

kaun hoga tere sath me khada

you know f*ck this shit

sun le raja

phle ye duniya hasegi

tujhe girana bhi chahegi niche aur kami ginegi

ye sach hai tu jo likhega

bate wo hoke rahengi

to sach hi keh jana sara na bad me khak bachegi

bata tu bulleya

mujhe zindigi kyu ye di

tune kaha se shuru kari

aur kaha ye aa gayi

pjle kitna darta tha

ab kisi se darta nai

pakad ke chal raha

jo dor tune di

ab bata tu bulleya

maine kitne paap kiye

hissab hi nahi

maine kitne saaf kiye

gareebi me jiya

aur kitne saal diye

ab pucchoge mujhe

kya hai sahi aur kya hai galat

but honestly

I don’t give a F*ck….

Written By : KING RAFTAAR