Coke Studio Season 11 third track “Rap Hai Saraa” & Lyrics

    By Sana Haroon

    The Coke Studio Season 11 has launched its third track “Rap Hai Saraa” by Young Desi and Lyari Underground known as LUG.

    Directed and Produced by Zohaib Kazi and Ali Hamza, Coke Studio Season 11 has marked its strong return.

    Young Desi is a hip hop artist and has brought a new style with a mixer of Punjabi culture inspired by Bohemia, Snoop Dog and G-Unit. He started selling his own rap tapes recorded on microphone. He has created a diverse flavor of street rap in a desi version.

    While Lyari Underground is the hip hop group based in Lyari and now gives its break through at Coke Studio Platform.

    Coke Studio Season 11 third track “Rap Hai Saraa”

    Produced & Directed by: Zohaib Kazi and Ali Hamza

    Lyrics by: Balochi Rap Abdul Ahad (Anxiously), Abdullah (DJ Khalifa), English Rap Abdul Wahab Khan (Lil AK 100) & Punjabi Rap Mufassir Sabir (Young Desi)

    Composed by Houseband: Babar Khanna (Dholak), Kami Paul (Drums), Kamran ‘Mannu’ Zafar (Bass), Omran ‘Momo’ Shafique (Guitars) & Rufus Shahzad (Keyboards) 

    “Rap Hai Saraa” Lyrics: 

    Rap hai sara Rap Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap e Flow

    The flow of rap

     

    Tez Baya’n Degey Baya’n Slow

    It’s fast and slow

     

    Maza Kana Wahdy Daranthy Koloh

    Incredible when it contains a message

     

    Fast Baya’n Chesth Baya’n Doroh

    When it’s fast you get goosebumps

     

    Bly Yakk’e Line’a Mager Maro

    But don’t go along one line

     

    Zeyada Burz Na Jaal Boro

    Don’t go up or down

     

     Yo!

     

    Ni Bana Wsh Tayi Rap e Flow

    Now your flow sounds awesome

     

    Ni Kana Wsh Tayi Rap Glow

    Now your rap glows perfectly

     

    Chush Maza Kana Tayi Sajjey Show

    And so all your shows will be lit

     

    Pada Banay Tao MC Pro

    Then you will become an MC Pro

     

    Rap’e Andaaz Ishiye Toka Nesth Hech Raaz

    There is no secret to the style of rap

     

    Flow Beka Tao Beat’o’Saaz

    Follow with the beat of the instrument

     

    Gura Bani Wath Sak Wsh Baaz

    And it will become amazing

     

    Anchu Rail pa Rail

    Like a train to train

     

    Jhaaz Pa Jhaaz

    Plane to plane

     

    Aaap Pa Aaap

    Water to water

     

    Aaas Pa Aaas,

    Fire to fire

     

    Haqiqath Pa Rapper

    Reality to a rapper

     

    Fouji Pa Mahaaz

    War to an army

     

    Zuban Pa Arabi

    What Arabic is to Languages

     

    Shayar Pa Faraz

    Poetry to Faraz

     

    Rap’e Shayari

    The lyrics of rap

     

    Anchu Beba’n Ky Lekketha

    Should be like

     

    Wathi Life’e Sara Diary

    Your writings in the diary of your life

     

    Zaher Beba’n Tayi Sajjey

    All your experiences vividly described

     

    Galathi o Maheeri

    Mistakes and achievements

     

    Kessah Cherain o Zaaheri

    Stories – hidden and disclosed

     

    Lafz Jaduwi o Saahiri

    Words – magical and hypnotic

     

    Zubaan Degey ya Maadari

    Languages – yours and others’

     

    Rap’e’Sarhaal

    The topic of rap

     

    Methagi Jawar’o Gaal

    Is a what’s happening in your neighborhood

     

    Chu Raway Burza

    How to go up

     

    Chu Raway Jaal

    How to go down

     

    Sarpad Beka Chu

    Explain how

     

    Chu’n Bani Sawaal

    How to become a question

     

    Che Tayi Sonch’e

    What are you thinking

     

    Che Hasthy Khayal

    What do you realize

     

    Kaye Tayi Dushmin’e

    Who is your adversary

     

    Kaye Hasthy Mayaar

    Who has love

     

    Kaye Tayi Dost’e

    Who is your mate

     

    Kaye Tayi Yaar

    Who is your best friend

     

    Kaye Ganok’e

    Who is insane

     

    Kaye Hasthy Saar

    Who is sane

     

    Kuja Rooch’e

    Where is it bright

     

    Kuja Kuja Hasthy Tahar

    Where is it dark

     

    Kaye Tara Looti

    Who wants you

     

    Kaye Warthy Zaar

    Who hates you

     

    Rap hai sara Rap Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Koppi Sharab’an Kan Kasha

    Let intoxication take its course

     

    Man Kana Beya Beka Nasha

    Let’s indulge, you and I

     

    Jiye Shah, Bogo Shah, Rap Shah

    Long Live the king of Rap

     

    Ni Flow’a Tao Wath Bechar

    Now check your flow

     

    Kappy Lafz’a Lekk Ketaab’a

    It’s like writing a book using half sentences

     

    Flow’e Lekkag’a Tez Kaa’n Demag’a

    Sharpen your mind when you’re making a rhyme

     

    Tahari’a Nend Rok Kaa’n Chirag’a

    Sit in darkness and light up the lamp

     

    Angha Wsh Lekky, Shoro Bebaye Soraga

    If you write something great then shake your head

     

    Naye Mushkil Khali Door Beka Ghansag’a

    It isn’t difficult, just keep stretching away

     

    Anchu Bandik Pa Suchen, Suchen Pa Moraga

    Like a needle to a coat and a pearl to the needle

     

    Morag Chu’n Dooch’a Wsh Laggi Pooshak’a

    Pearl embroidery looks great on clothing

     

    Rap Anchu Washy, Eh Mani Goshag’a

    Rap is great the way I say it

     

    Gushag Gushag’a Zalim’a Took

    I make continuous jibes at the tyrant

     

    Koshish Bebaye Wsh Goshook

    And I try to say it creatively

     

    Naam’a Bil Beka Sonch’a Rok

    Let fame light up your brain’s bulb

     

    Lekk Sekk Daa’n Maany Sookh

    Write and learn till you breathe your last

     

    Lekkag’a Nend Nibb’a Prosh

    Sit and write till the nib is broken

     

    Maany Soddh Tara Maany Hosh

    You have the talent, You have the knowledge

     

    Na na bity socha bagosh

    Think about it and tell me

     

    Ilm’e Kadd’a Konch Baloch

    It’s awesome if the knowledge is Baloch

     

    Burza Flow’e Zikr Ko

    I mentioned the flow before

     

    Tayi Gosh’a Sho Ya Wath Ma Borth

    It heard it because I put it out there

     

    Bogo Haqq’a Chu Ma Zorth

    Tell me honestly how I did

     

    Kaya Jath Rap

    Who ripped things apart?

     

    Man Ya Tao

    Me or you

     

    Adala Qatala Hoony Badala

    Justice for murder, Revenge for murder

     

    Hoon Gon’int Aman’e Qatal’a

    Blood is involved in destroying peace

     

    Rap’a Band Kaar Aqal’a

    Make rap so your mind can stay sharp

     

    Kessah Beka Rap’e Shakala

    Tell a story in the form of rap

     

    Shakala Shakala Ka Shakala Ka Ka Shakla

    Form, For, Like the For, Like the Form

     

    Everybody tryna be me uh

     

    Imma get that blue cheese uh

     

    I’m done imma go dab

     

    I’m a go dab I’m a go dab

     

    I gone imma take nap

     

    Honey Honey

     

    Rap hai sara Rap Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Banda wagon munday saray karday jo pailay hoya

    Like real men the boys repeat what happened before

     

    Kadday nain ganay par sunda ni moya leh dass

    They say don’t sing, no one likes it! Say what!

     

    Dud patti chaa naal rass

    Milk tea with rusk biscuit

     

    Y’all ain’t messin with us

     

    I’m a one man army

     

    Asli aan desi nalay baki saray farmi

     

    I alone am authentic, everyone else is generic

     

    I do it for my city

     

    I do it for my Pind

     

    I do it for my village

     

    Sarson da tail, Gilli Gilli tind

    Sesame oil, (on a) wet wet bald head

     

    Jivain larda ey foji, meri camouflage dhoti

     

    Like the soldier fights, my camouflage loincloth

     

    Dawan thallay manji nalay, Khawan bay k roti

     

    Let’s sit together on the bed and eat together

     

    Gallan karday nain choti

    And do some small talk

     

    Munday janday ni hunay Young Desi,

    These guys don’t know Young Desi

     

    Pullaya ni Culture, Anday wala burger

    He didn’t forget his culture (like) an egg burger

     

    Sohni kardi ey harkat

    He does a nice thing

     

    Chaldi ey jadun mallay pay jaandi barkat circus

     

    When the movement starts, it gathers momentum, circus

     

    Din poora aye na sakoon mainu,

    All day I’m always moving

     

    Raat sari kuriyan day phone mainu

    All night the girls call me

     

    Boldi nain javin na tu bhool mainu,

    They say don’t forget me

     

    Call back karin tu zaroor mainu

    Remember to call me back

     

    Sohni DM kardi fazool mainu

    That pretty one DM’s for no reason

     

    Models kardiyan phone mainu,

    Models call me up

     

    Boldi nain video ch rakh lay qabool mainu

    They say keep me in your video and make me famous

     Unj e dalair nalay kuch mairay genetics,

    I’m brave and then there are my genetics too

     

    Money on my mind they call me a fanatic,

    Bol mairay jivain jaadu karay koi magician,

    My rhymes are like magic by some magician

    Sohniyai ni tu ki janay mera ki ambition

    Girl, what do you know about my ambition

    King of my city

    Meri chaldi permission

    I’m the one who gives permission

    Bar Bar Phuchday nain maira hun

    They ask about me repeatedly

     

    Sir Sir bolday nain saray hun

    They call me Sir Sir now

    Tu jaanda ni mera maazi

    You don’t know my past

     

    Lawan kalabazi,

    I’ll do a summersault

     

    Raazi,

    I’m content,

     

    Lay gaya may baazi,

    I win,

     

    Rab raazi,

    God’s satisfied

     

    Baki munday saray marday nain bongi,

    All the other boys say stupid things

     

    Gallan karda may taazi,

    I say what’s fresh

     

    Munday phuchday nain baray mairay

    The boys ask about me

     

    Tell em I’m a one man army

     

    I’m a one man army

    I’m a one man army

     

    Punjab is the land,

    They call me a brand,

    I don’t need a band

    I’m a one man army

    I’m a one man army

    I’m a one man army

     

    123, pawain burger khaa pawain lassi pee

    123, Whether you eat a burger or drink a smoothie

     

    Tainu masla ki

    What is your problem?

     

    Ey munday saray nain banday nain rapper,

    All these boys act like rappers,

     

    Taun thallay sat maran phar k may vapar

    I’ll throw you down with a wiper,

     

    Burger ketchup, putha sidda kardain nain getup,

    Burger ketchup, they flip their getup,

     

    Darday nain ey saray khaanday homeopathic,

    They’re all afraid, they take homeopathic

     

    I’ma pull up in a tractor

     

    Waikhdi ey mainu sohni sailiyan nu

    The girls check me out

     

    Maray koni salaiyan nu

    They elbow each other

     

    Kaindi phiray swag idda check kar

    They tell each other to check out my swag

     

    Munday sunday nain ganay mairay

    The boys listen to my songs

     

    Rokday nain gaddi nalay bolday nain

    They stop their car and say

     

    Mundayan nu chaiti

    Tell the boy to hurry up

     

    Young Desi aala gaana fir back kar.

    Young Desi song is amazing, back it up again.

     

    Shekho Young Desi aya

    The bragster Young Desi is here

     

    Siddi puttay maari thaapi,

    He slapped on the right thigh

     

    Munda poora paapi,

    These boys are dangerous

     

    Nalay chitta kaala laynga

    With a black and white sarong

     

    Uttun chakkaya gandaasa

    He’s holding a bamboo stick

     

    Jera Nooray aakhay kharkay

    That stomps on the command of Noora

     

    May pan daini naasan

    I’m going to whack you on the nose

     

    Lay main lahori munda shehri

    I’m a Lahori boy

     

    Phichun pind Narowal,

    Hailing from Narowal,

     

    Nazreen Shair apni kataab

    Listeners, the poet in his book

     

    ‘Swag or uskay Abaoajdaad’

    ‘Swag and it’s ancestors’

     

    Mein kehta hai keh

    Says that

     

    Umray rafta lot’ti nahin keh

    This passing life does not return so

     

    Mujhay anday wala burger mangaa do.

    Please order an egg burger for me.

     

    Yan soday wali botal pala do,

    Or buy me a soda pop bottle,

     

    Kay yehi hay janoonay ishq ki intayhaa.

    Because that is the height of love and devotion.

     

    Keekli kaleer di,

    The little girl does the Keekli dance

     

    Pag mairay veer di

    The turban is my brother’s

     

    Dupatta mairay pai daa

    The shawl is my brother’s

     

    Fittay mu jawae daae.

    Shame on the son in law.

     

    Sohni takdi ey Swag mera,

    The girl looks at my swag

     

    Sadqay may javaan tera gora gora rang maiya,

    Bless your beautiful white complexion love,

     

    Pent teri ponchayan tou tang maiya,

    Your trousers are tight around the ankles,

     

    Munday saray teray phichay chir gaye aa jang maiya.

    The boys are at war because of you love.

     

    Lyallpur mairay yaar bhaitay.

    My friends are in Lyallpur.

     

    Jaanda ni pind poora

    The whole village knows

     

    Kaar kaar wajda ey Young Desi din poora

    Young desi goes and visits every house through the day

     

    Hath mairay blackberry, Tom and Jerry, paijay pairi,

    In my hands I have a blackberry, Tom and Jerry, they’re after me

     

    Jaanda ni munda saanu Swag saada zehri,

    The boys know me because my swag is venomous,

     

    Saadi chaldi a charon paasay yaar baili

    What I say stays, because I have friends everywhere

     

    Bhaitay mairay court kachairi.

    They are sitting in my court,

     

    Mainu thallay kittay baynday

    Just let me sit down there somewhere

     

    Tu chal chad rayn day.

    Or leave it.

     

    Young Desi.

     

    Rap hai sara Rap Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap Rap

    Everything is Rap

     

    Rap hai sara Rap

    Everything is Rap