TALHA ANJUM - Khanabadosh Album | All Verses

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TALHA ANJUM - Khanabadosh Album | All Verses

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Songs:
00:00 Gardish
00:57 Darja Hararat
01:38 Bandish
02:40 Khana Badosh
03:43 Aarzu
04:38 Raabta

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00:00 Gardish
Mein aik sawal
Door se dikhti jalti bujhti aik mishaal
Wo kehtay ke mein bimisaal
Phir khud de dete meri misaal
Mein binna hunar ke bhi ba kamaal
Choti umar se he grind kiya hard
Time flies, par larkay wohi saath
Saaray bhai, humesha rahay khaas
Maarein khayi kholay sar ab tak atay flashbacks
Mere lafz banay quotes aur hashtags
Still a gunner, hoke aya emirates
Face of urdu rap, mat jaa mere chehere pe
Mein tou sirf sell out karna chahta stadiums
Lekin loug ho rahay salty, sodium
Mein ilm hu, alamnaak hu, gaib hu
Tu gin bas, mein zamanay ka har aib hu
Mein aks hu, asmaan ka darya mein
Hum darya dil, par ye dil bhi darya hai
Suni an suni karein meri faryaadein
Meri kamyaabi mere rab ki karamaatein
Kaam nai aati mashoori jab qaid kaatein
Mein ilm hu, wo barhay jab ye mujhay baantein
Pallay barhay idher he beta ye karachi hai
Hustle zaroori hai hustle banda banati hai
Asal mein wo samajhna he nahi chahtay varna
Baat samajh unhein meri khoob ati hai

00:57 Darja Hararat
Pull up on make you say the magic word
Internet par garmi mu pe maazrat
Cut nahi sirf action bitch ye nahi bollywood
Deta hype larko ko call it maal e muft
Main alamnaak hu gab hun
Mein zamane ka har aib hu
Mein sasha suroor ya kaif hu
Dushman ke khoon se ranga rang saif hu
Demon mera yaar
Meri saubat he taboo, nothing you can do
Aye bitch no cap
Mein urdu rap tha mein urdu rap hu
Tu nil batta nil hai, beshak aake mil le
Humey sunte karachi ke pancho zilley
10 saal ho gaye beta jagah se nahi hille
Tere poore sehar se to ye dil he
Ye yunus ka flow aur anjum ka lyrics
Coomparison kaisa like what the fuck is this
Hum history bana rahe
Aur tum karo witness
They come for the fun and they stay for the litness

01:38 Bandish
Kalakaar badzaat nahi hota kala ki koi jaat nai
Bin maa ke bade huye mere yaar toh phir kaise aayegi yaad nai
Kaam bole, baat nai, wo mattha hi kya jo ho shaat nai
Jo baatein main likhta hoon apne ek verse mein tujh jaise likh sakte aath nai
Dafnau in saaro ko aur karun inki qabarao pe gardening
Waqt ne kiya hai launde ko shakt, toh aayenge kaise ye hard nai
Mere veriyaan di maa raati soyi nai
Neend ki gooliyan ka asar use hoyi nai
Lakht-E-jigar ki fikar mein wo royi gi
Lakht-E-jigar ki qabar pe main khada
Had-E-nazar tak dikhein sirf murde
Aise lage jaise sirf main hi nai mara
Aise lage jaise ke main Bhutto bro
Sahi samjhe haan main Bhutt hoon bro
Marna hai sab ne, i’m good to go
Good books mein na rakhu kisi chuttu ko
Sudh budh khoo baitha mein hu khud ko bro
Urdu Rap and i go hand in hand
Urdu rap ball toh mein foot hu
Urdu rap neighbour toh main hood hu
Mera Wu tang flow beta time two time lo
Tera choo chein bohot, and you’re too damn slow
Ek taraf tum, ek taraf YS
Ab public toh hogi na bias
Aur isi he baes deni chhod’di fucks jab hit kiya baees
Main nahi judge but i walk in and i make all rise
Alright, alright
Hum he din, hum hi dawood, hum hi noise, hum hi loud
Alright, alright
I’m runnin’ the game you’re runnin’ your mouth
Alright, alright

02:40 Khana Badosh

Zikar bhi kya uss se bhalla mera
Uss se rishta hi kya raha mera
Aaj mujh ko bohat bura keh kar
Aap ne naam tou liya mera
Aakhri baat hai tumse kehna
Yaad rakhna tum yeh kaha mera
Ab tou kuch bhi nahi hoon mein waisay
Kabhi woh bhi tha mubtalla mera

Ab paisa peer, nasha kamaan, paisa teer
Aur kaisa pyaar, kaise yaar aur kaise veer
Ab na hain ranjhay, na laila aur na koi heer
Ab mein khanabadosh, hustle ki hai mundeer
Wo sunke mujhay hojatay hain abdeeda
Tu larka tha larakpan mein beta aadmi tha

I broke your back, i smoke a bag
I break your leg, i take your life
No remorse so fuck your fam
And fuck your fame and fuck your fans
The fuck you saying? The fuck who cares?
Fuck your sides and fuck your mains
Fuck your calls and fuck your plan
I got it all, mein dhoondta chaen

Karachi King zarurat nai Taj ki
Meri kal ki hustle jo asaani lagay aaj ki
Shaheen hu mein
Kabhi gira na
Aur gir ke utha tou phir urnay se mein darra na
Smoke trees bila naaga badal mera sirhana
Kaun kitnay pani mein tha phir bhi uss mein taira na

03:43 Aarzu
Murdabaad murdabaad
Galat baat galat baat
Farak saaf sarakchaap
Sarhad paar parastaar🇵🇰🇮🇳
Kalakaar khaien khaar
Rapper nahi adakaar
Bakrahay khurafaat
Munafa hai munafa
Meetha tu kunafaa
I’m the real king mufasa
Im so charged up osaka
Tu funny hai bro muzaika
Alamdaar asli desi hiphop
Tor nai meri is kalaa ka
Ready tu pull up any time beta
Tera waqt tera ilaaqa
Khana badosh hu dushman hu
Apna mai bas tera dost hu
Khoya hu khud hi mai
Aise muje apne andar na khoj tu
Zindagi canvas, guns drawn, dangerous
I need a murree strong chitaak hash aur ek benson
Wo chala hi ni jise mene krdia ho cancel
Views ki baat ni karrrha millions banaye hai last year
Cash me outside represent karu southside
Mushkile meri zindagi me buhat ayi
Dhokay diye mene thukre bhi buhat khayi
Bohat high, bogat high, bohat high

04:38 Raabta
Yeah!
Tu likhe dard
Tou main aage behisaab likhu
Tu likhe sham
Main gam, gilley aur sharab likhu
Tu guzara zamaana lage
Main tujhpe kitab likhu
Riyazi kamjhor meri
Duniya ghadbadi karti hisab mein kyu?
Khuli kitab bhi hu
Rehta hu khud mein ek raaz sa kyu?
Urdu rap ko main lazim hu
Urdu rap mein main naazil hu
Apne khwab kiye pure
Apno ki ummeede naz ka qatil hu
Apne khwab kiye pure
Khwab manjhil hai aur main ek musafir hu
Khuda ne di hai ye izzat

Kasam khuda ki main nahi tha iss layak bhi
Angrezi rappers ko sunta tha
Tooti footi jaise bhi samajh aai thi
Mein sirf karna chahta shayari
Meri kala lai logo ko kahili
Maa ne har khwahish ki puri
Zarurat me bani baap bhi bhai bhi
Main likhta ni kalam se
Kahi aasuo se bikhar jayena shayari
Andar se hum sab udas hai
Muskurahatein hai zahiri
Came from a broken family
Music hi mera escape tha
Mudke ab dekhta haal ajeeb tha
Ab main lakho mein ye gaane bhechta
Ab main kehta hu zindagi stage si
Jo main na karu vo nahi mainstream
Main battamiz lekin mehnati
Main fans ke dil mein rahu rent free
Meri jebo mein note bhare pant ki
I only show you what you can see
Maine jaan laga di ki log mujhe jaane
Abb irritet karti attention
Mujhe khoke pe log rokey photo ke liye
Pasand nahi nikal na hai ghar se
Zimmedari se kehta hu gusse ki assal wajah
Aksar banti chars nahi
Hum maslo ko dekhte hai face value pe
Nai pakar patey unhe jarr se
Main sunane baitha jo apni toh pucho ge
Kya wo dard bhi dard the par

mayur