Kath Lagda (feat. Dhanda Nyoliwala)

Feels Like (feat. Dhanda Nyoliwala)

Kath Lagda (feat. Dhanda Nyoliwala)

Something we all cherishSomething vi all adore
One thing we're living forOne thing vi are living for
Nothing but hard timesNothing but struggle
Stuck in this messStuck in this rubble
Fighting for more and moreFighting for more and more

Oh, when we roll through the town, it feels so rightHo pind turan jado mallo malli kath lagda
Lines outside the showsShows utte lagde queue
Running barefoot in the streets we goNange pairi galliyan ch bhajjya jithe
Where we put on those fancy shoesOthe paake phiran lv de shoes
Now we’re sprinting from halfway downHun adhe kilometran ton haak maarde
Where we used to see the secrets being uncoveredJehde vekh kade bhed de si baaliyan
Where today, just like yesterday, no weddings happenJithe ajj kall saal na vi viah tapde
There friendships we had for ten years are goneOthe 10 saal handh gaiyan yaariyan

Asking the band how lost we gotPuch bajwe nu kinni gumraah hoye aan
In life, never feeling stuckZindagi ch hoye kade tang na
If you never connected with our crowdJe tera saade aaliyan naal kade raabta hoya
Forget it, don’t pick a fight with usBhull ke vi chhed baithi jang na
Torn clothes, loose talk, weapons out, firing shotsTor tappe, leera, lattan, weapon ya goli katta
We’re fully loaded, babyRakhde aan full load karke
Screaming down the street, it’s not a jokeMoohfatt chidh mache, samjhi na bhor gitte
Saying it loud in pictures we postedRakh ditte photo vich jad ke
If the enemy’s still around, they’re hidingJe vairi fer vi na tale rakhde ne chabb ke
They don’t mess with usKarde nahin thoon thoon

Oh, when we roll through the town, it feels so rightHo pind turan jadon mallo malli kithe lagda
Lines outside the showsShows utte lagde queue
Running barefoot in the streets we goNange pairi galliya ch bhajjya jithe
Where we put on those fancy shoesOthe paake phiran lv de shoes

Yeah, those towns and cities where I’m hearing young folksHaan, jehde pindan shehran vich mainu sunde jawak
One day, they’ll get the better of meSare ik din mere ton taan honge
Never crying over anyone’s backKade ron ge na kise diya jebaan vall dekh
All those skills will just be goneBahote kalakari hatho hi fana honge
All the talk, not just street talk,Saari thoughts diya gall na ke bho raja vich
All hanging together, riding in vansKade sath vich khedde hun wagona de vich
The ones who wrote dirty messages back in schoolJehde gandiyan likhaiyan wale kadde si schoolon
They’ll be up on billboards, smiling bigOhna sareyan di billboard chadhda ae pic

Boys competing with the West, yeahMunde westernan naal karde compete firde
Competing with the West, yeahWesternan naal karde compete firde
Desi hearts, foreign looks on their bootsMaan da desi te videshi aa boot
NyoliwalaNyoliwala
With the grace of the heavens above meHatth rabb da sar te mere pair lambo mein
I walked in your city, checked out jackets, all shinyChore aaye tere shehar dekh jackets cambo mein
These dudes are real, born authenticBande ankhi diler saare nasli asli
I’m just here trying to get my demo outBeta haal ke karange abhi diya ni demo mai

We talk loyalty, we talk friendshipKare yaari ki baat ya wafadari ki baat
Until we step away once they’re goneTo mhare kisse gaye jaane maare jaane ke baad
We talk about art, we talk about actingKalakari ki baat ya adakari ki baat
But the industry leaves us scared to be hereToh industry khauf mein maare aane ke baad
Majha, Malwa, Doaba, and then Delhi, HaryanaMajha, malwa, doaba ke ae delhi haryana
Just look at how we roll from Karachi with a gazeJaane humne karachi te baloch ka nayana
Don’t let feelings from the past cloud your heartTeri ise mein bhalayi chori dil na lagaiye
I’m just here living this moment, don’t look backRe main beeta hoya lamha hu, mudke ni aana

Bumped into the bus on the road for a business loanDhakke kha ke bus'aa mein pahunche business loan mein
Stock trading even while flying privateStock trading'an vi private plane mein hove hai
Woke up, turned on my phoneUth tadke main net on karu phone ka
To a storm of missed calls and messagesTo missed calls aur message'an ki rain si hove hai
On the phone keypad, with the auto parkedPhone keypad, gaddi rakhi auto baliye
It’s never empty, I ain't lottery luckKhali gayi ni eh laayi kade lotto baliye
As the day breaks, it feels good outsideDin chadhe hi kath laage ghar de bahar
People posing for photos, enjoying the sunLog maarke flasha'n leve photo baliye

Oh, chasing legacies, thinking like legendsHo legacy li daud meri legends jehi soch
I don’t want to compete with anyoneMain tahiyon kise naal compete na karaan
How many hearts break, chasing dreamsDil kine tode, is supne de peechhe
Touch wood, hustle, I’ll never cheatTouchwood, hustle na cheat na karaan

Dad said, nothing ever comes from sitting idleSi keha bapu kujh mile na halatan kolon bhajj
Sweat over hard work, and leave the bad behindKhaami mehnat di sukki te haram wali chhad
Getting through this game with sheer effortBillo adiya main poora hikk game'an muhre kadd
Those enemies who laughed before, we left them behindUtto vairi jehde hassde si rakh ditte gadd
How many said I’d end up locked away?Kinne kehnde si tu ik din jail vikhunga
Aunt said when I’d fail, they’d see me breakBua aakhdi si hoya jadon fail vikhunga
Indeed, those days are gone, no one’s standing tallEnna ho gaya nakeela muhre khade na koi
And the ones who stand up will see what it’s like to fightTe jehda khaduga telan de vich tel vikhunga
A boy rocking like a king in styleMunda mintu da jahajan vich napp maarda
Running in the air, living free on the ground.Khulle bootiyan ch bhar ke galoon