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Thursday, 17 April 2014
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Listen NAYAN SHARASHI KENO KISHOR KUMAR


Lyrics

Simadia Kairou (The Flying Machine)

Simadia kerou
Gemata skotadi, gimnos s' ena hadi tou nou
Karavi pou fevgi
Ton kosmo afini stin akri tou okeanou

Ki omos girnao
Tous anthropous kitao sta matia ke psahno na do
Ti zitao apo kinous ki apo sena
Ti psahno na vro

Des, sinehia i agapi girna
Ya panda sti idia trohia
Me asteria, fengaria misa
I skia kiniga ti skia

Ke sinehia i agapi girna
Ya panda sti idia trohia
Me asteria, zesta kalokeria
Ki o ilios sta matia na kei ya akoma mia fora

Simadia kerou
Gemata skotadi, gimnos s' ena hadi tou nou
Rologia spasmena
Ki i diktes na dihnoun tin ora enos hronou keno

Ki omos girnao
Tous anthropous kitao sta matia ke psahno na do
Ti zitao apo kinous ki apo sena
Ti psahno na vro

Des, sinehia i agapi girna
Ya panda sti idia trohia
Me asteria, fengaria misa
I skia kiniga ti skia

Ke sinehia i agapi girna
Ya panda sti idia trohia
Me asteria, zesta kalokeria
Ki o ilios sta matia na kei ya akoma mia fora

Singh Is King (The Outsiders)

(RDB)
Yaari hai jaan ehna di
Vakhri hai shaan ehna di
Hasna pehchaan ehna di
Sab milke kehnde ne

Singh is Kinng
Singh is Kinng
Singh is Kinng
Hun har koi jaane

Singh is Kinng
Singh is Kinng
Singh is Kinng
Duniya de Raaje

(Snoop Dogg)
Ferrari's Bugatti's and Maseratis
Snoop D O double G life of the party
Lay back, stay back, I'm in the Mayback
This ain't James Brown but it's the big payback
Watch me zoom by, make it boom by
What up to all the ladies hanging out it Mumbai
Cheese makes dollaz east west masala
Singh is the Kinng so you all have to follow

Singh is Kinng
Singh is Kinng
Singh is Kinng
Hun har koi jaane

Singh is Kinng
Singh is Kinng
Singh is Kinng
Duniya de Raaje

(Akshay Kumar)
Singh soormay rakhde ne aan
Kade lorh payi te de denge jaan
Raaje Maharaje vi karde si maan
Rakhdi si pug uchi bande di shaan

Jo Singhan ne keetiyan kurbaniyan ne
Oh duniya te chhad**e nishaniyan ne
Duniya de ban**e Singh badshah
Par sab to ucha oh Sacha Paatshah

(RDB)
Yaari hai jaan ehna di
Vakhri hai shaan ehna di
Hasna pehchaan ehna di
Tahiyon eh duniya kehndi

Yaari hai jaan ehna di
Vakhri hai shaan ehna di
Hasna pehchaan ehna di
Sab milke kehnde ne

Singh is Kinng
Singh is Kinng
Singh is Kinng
Hun har koi jaane

Singh is Kinng
Singh is Kinng
Singh is Kinng
Duniya de Raaje

Singh is Kinng
Singh is Kinng
Singh is Kinng
Hun har koi jaane

Singh is Kinng
Singh is Kinng
Singh is Kinng
Duniya de Raaje

No. 1 (Japanese Version) (Boa)

Jikan wa kaze no yo una
Haya sade sugiru keredo
Taisetsu na mono wa itsumo
Mamo te kitta tsu mori dayo

Mattsugu na hitomi ni ha
Kimi dake wo utsu suyo

you still my NO.1 kimi tode ai
Kagaya iteru kono shunkan wo kanjite iruyo
Negaiyo todoke you still my NO. 1

Mayou tari ah... nayan dari
Toki ni wa namida wo misete
Shinjiru tsuyo sa wo shite yuku

Want you get my love
I want you get my love

Sou , deki na koto nante
Nani hitotsu na riyo

you still my NO.1 kimi tode ai
Shinjiru koto wasurenai yu woke wo mitsu ketayo
Negai wo kobete you still my NO.1

Te wo no maseba todoki sona
Yume no saki ni wa
Hitotsu hitotsu kasa nete kita
Kotae ga hora...

huh...
Doo doo doo doo doo doob~

you still my NO.1 kimi tode ai
Kagaya iteru kono shunkan wo kanjite iruyo
Negaiyo todoke you still my NO. 1

Kimi tode ai
Shinjiru koto wasurenai yu woke wo mitsu ketayo
Negai wo kobete you still my NO.1

Da Bumble (E 40)




I flipped a Lexi speed up and catch me
Lexus of Concord reached out and touched me
Some of you hoe fake**niggas like Roz be messy
I know some beautiful black intelligent women they're **y
E 40's back and blackened I don't be barkin
No even high cappin you better watch me
I'm comin snippin ninety five ninety six ninety seven
Bet your persodian 30 R 6 castodian
Special shot to casual deal the sales in opium
About the town, the valley Joe
Just like a democratic, I'm from the hall
** the bumble, you bitch it ain't no punk hoe
Pedestrian stumble sound like a gorilla tryin
to get up out of a trunk hoe
Continue strikin it, hope you likin it
They'l be makin nasties at the bus stop and trackin it
Every egg that I pull in bulges
When it comes to spittin I'm ferocious
Management in cabbages, Savage
Hangin out when all the sudden I'm eatin ham sandwiches
All day, everyday, 40 play, he say
She say, bieetch! that-a-way, keep it goin now
Don't stop, shakin baking soda, forms a rock
36 steps on a triple beam scale
Burn the duct tape but keep all the ya-yo
Rip a peel, extra crisp, really really
Ate it like I'm a specialist
(Drisidrisomina?) is the illest zaggin
Thinkin I put cause like this
You know I'm (puzackin'?), n the morning, makin bacon
From the ghetto in the bullet-proof apron
Here comes the laws, valium crushin through my balls
I rip my draw-string, runnin from the canine cocaine-sniffing dogs
Some niggaz hate me, some niggaz love me
Some niggaz shake my paw, some niggaz love me
I see ya tweakin, I see ya peekin
Your roaches with me, while you're sleepin
A mother**er ain't gotta be Flash Gordon on
the front of a bash to get a bash have you one more
protect the shit one more duct dash to come up your ???
Lettin em know, preferred zodiac sign Scorpio
See the breeze soldier, V-A-L-L-E-J-O
Never show witness to your
Never leave your crib with out your pepper, beeotch!
I'm tryin to get legal with it
Open up a shop cotton candy and licorice
Cash in stashes, that's a must
We leavein with a million and that's a plus
Don't get it twisted, don't try to find me
My BM's whistlin, or Hawaii
1-2-3-40, wheels new shoes scrappin toe to toe
Crack black jack and keno, strike sideways hit Reno
Ball cappin, no smilin
Sittin lo somethin profilin, beeitch!
** the bumble, you bitches it ain't no punk hoe
You clits it ain't no punk hoe
(Outro chit chat)

Ghetto Symphony (Snoop Doggy Dogg)




featuring No Limit

[Snoop Dogg]
Yo nephew give me some of that No Limit shit
Yeah..
We got my nigga Fiend in the house
C Murder in this mother**er
Mystikal all up in this bitch
Goldie Loc hm hmm
My nephew Silkk the Shocker
Oh yeah we got somethin for the ladies too
Mia X run this bitch

[Mia X]
Lyrical arsonist lady alligator
Down South hustler former weight smuggler
I'm Mother, of the Tank, gave birth to an army
Guerilla millionaires, so don't even ask, if you wanna
get to clappin, soldier action specialty of style
We made the whole world respect the underground while
some of y'all niggaz talk shit and get mad
Cause we did it with a foot up your ass, and it's still there
I cares not about your click or the block
I'm still that same bitch to run up in your spot and knock you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggaz by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missin the game, damn bitch it's written in plain ebonics
So shake that come-up off you brain and do the knowledge
Mia X, kickin off the ghetto symphony
Next soldier up, tell em who the ** you be

[Fiend]
WHUT? It's Fiend y'all
Put me in the ring with real MC's, and watch em run for cover
and hidin in trees, to escape the mic that I breathe on
Bleed on, exceed on!
Weak rappers with titles after twelve
Hit a bell that's what I'll feed on!
Microphone Don, walkin flesh, talkin bomb
Bringin harm, to the calm, and, them be alarmed
It's the African, oh, you wanna battle again?
I'll turn, you and your mans, to my yesterday plans
Oh damn, totin two pistols like Yosemite Sam
Old man be grand, loud as the Southern band
Pickups and caravans, the soldier, that could, that can
I would be the man, but Dogg beat me to them plans

[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
C-Murder, get busy for the symphony

[C-Murder]
I be's that nigga on the tank, always trippin never slippin
Have you reminiscin and missin, that fool in your picture
Call me Bossalinie BITCH without the Mo's at shows
And ** dose who oppose (why?) we runnin them hoes
three-hundred and sixty-five mother**in days a year
I have your fool staggerin just like a bottle of beer
You niggaz runnin from the cops, well I ain't runnin no mo'
I flip the bird when I swerve, man, ** them hoes
I'm crazy my nagga, but uh, I thought y'all knew that, shit
Oh you ain't see the news? Shit I'm the nigga with the TRU tat
Ask my nigga Keno, shit, I just don't give a **
And if you run up wrong, I'ma ** you up, you bitch you

[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
Silkk the Shocker get busy on the symphony

[Silkk the Shocker]
Now would I COME THIS FAR **ER? If I didn't sound like a hit
Y'all didn't know what the ** y'all thinkin bout
You sound like a bitch (beotch!)
Shit it sound like a wish, you know when you got a mother**in hit,
bitch?? When it sound like this!
Or you fake niggaz get enough heart, and try to bust a
rhyme at this click
** around and miss, then ** around and get
found in a ditch
Gotta labels give me dough, when they find I can, gross this much
Freestyle shit, you can tell em I ain't, wrote this stuff
Silkk the Shocker, KLC perv and mash like, Snoop and Dre nigga
Y'all can relate to ??? ??? get a contract like, MJ nigga
Nigga where you from? You sweata, ** YOU AT?
N-O-L-I-M-I-T, Top Dogg, and I'm **IN with that

[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
Mystikal get busy on the symphony

[Mystikal]
WHOO SHIT MOTHER**ER GOD DAMN!!
I keep it HYYYYYYPE, BITCH I'M THE MAN!
When the ** you ever heard somebody say that they don't say my song
or that I don't roll on every **in person RAPPIN ON
(That nigga Mystikal tighter than a muh'**er) HAHHHHH?
I came up off of _Peter Piper_ bells and the LL's _Bad_
??Nee?? nigga to be pissed off with me
cause their old lady they call me their baby
MC's pilin up and crowdin up, but I'm their FAVORITE
The type to fly buyin a Z-28 IROC
And chop you in your mother**in face (HIII-YAH)
Your album ain't tite, WHAT IN THE ** IS YOU PUSHIN?
You played out just like old woman pussy

[Snoop Dogg]
Next up, on the M-I-C
Goldie Loc, get busy on the symphony

[Goldie Loc]
Now watch me put these haters to the test, accumulatin with my stress
Fold em ** em fifty, get the shit up off my chest
Releasin anger, all natural gangsta energy
Goldie Loc the name, Dogg House game
Mother**ers better start backin up (whattup whattup)
We in the Tank punk busters, mother**ers don't wanna see us loc'd up
Little Goldie Loc, Goldie Locks the same thang
Smashin for the hood, cause I wanted to gangbang

[Snoop Dogg]
Last up, I believe that's me
Snoop Dogg, light up the mic for the symphony

This jam is dedicated to all non-optimistics
That thought I wasn't comin, out with some exquisite, rhymes
But that's OK, cause now I'm back
To kill all the rumors, and straighten the facts
Like umm, doin bad, gettin ganked for my bank
Now you all on my dick when you see I'm TRU Tank Dogg
You say, "Mmmm mmm mmm! Ain't that somethin
Dogg I bought yo' album, my nigga, that shit is bumpin
I apologize, I'm sorry for the drama
Can I get your autograph for my baby momma?"
Shit I'm settin it off, lettin it off, bustin
Hustlin, rushin, dustin mother**ers
Droppin the heat, lock up the street, we 'posed to
I put this pistol in your mouth, now what you gon' do?
Top of the line, first class
I pop a cap in yo' ass, then pop some more in the glass
Too legit to quit, I'm spittin gangsta shit
Man ** all that yappin, we bout that gun clappin

No Limit, yeah, that's what's happenin
** all that yappin, we bout that gun clappin
Yeah
In the real world, talk is cheap
Actions speak louder than words
No Limit Records, here to protect and serve

kyaa jaanuu.n sajan, hotii hai kyaa gam kii shaam (baharon ke sapne - 1967) (rajesh khanna)

Title : Kyaa Jaanuu.n Sajan, Hotii Hai Kyaa Gam Kii Shaam Movie : Baharon Ke Sapne - 1967 Singer : Lata Mangeskar Music : R D Burman Lyricist: Majrooh Star Cast : Super Star Rajesh Khanna & Asha Parekh. Lyrics : kyaa jaanuu.N sajan hotii hai kyaa Gam kii shaam jal uThe sau diye jab liyaa teraa naam kyaa jaanuu.n saajan. kaa.NTo.n me.n mai.n kha.Dii naino.n ke dvaar pe nis din bahaar ke dekhuu.N sapane chehare kii dhuul kyaa cha.ndaa kii chaa.Ndanii utarii to rah ga_ii mukh pe apane kyaa jaanuu.N saajan. jabase milii nazar maathe pe ban**e bi.ndiyaa nayan tere dekho sajanaa dhar lii jo pyaar se merii kalaayiyaa.N piyaa terii u.Ngaliyaa.N ho ga_ii ka.nganaa kyaa jaanuu.N saajan.

Born (+D'espairsRay+)

Why... Life...
fukai na koe to nozomi moshinai fujiyuu ni tsunagarete

Why... Die...
yami ga nomikomi kankaku wo sutete shimaeba mitasareru

Ikiru imi sae mo wasurerarenu kutsujoku no hibi mo
keshite shimaitai... yowasa to tomoni die away...

I want to broke mind... I was born again tadare ochiteku
I let it all out... it all over again...
welcome to... nothing to worry about...

Why...Life...
akka shiteyuku kuchibiru wo kamu iradachi wa hifu wo saki
Why... Die...
takanaru kodou tomeru subenaku nijimidasu keno kan

Fukai tameiki to fumidasezu ni furuedasu kata wo
itami tsumeato kurushimi ga sono kurushimi ni yudane*

I want to broke mind... I was born again, hai to kashita yowasa de
I let it all out... it all over again...
welcome to... nothing to worry about...

Something broke and you were born again, koe wo takaku hibikase
All you have to do it just follow me
welcome to... nothing to worry about...

"Ikiru imi nado wa nai" sou kuchizusamu kimi dokokade mata sagashite wa toraware,
tozasareta shinen ni hikari ga sasu koto mo nakute You are another grazing at die...

I want to broke mind... I was born again, nanimo osore wa shinai
I let it all out... it all over again...
welcome to... nothing to worry about...
I want to broke mind... You are born again, kimi ni afuredasu ai
All you have to do it just follow me
Last words for you... worry same the scars...

Casino Foundation (Martin **ton)

This aint no holiday
Oh no this aint no vacation
This is your chance to pay
The great casino foundation.
Jasmine had a little time on her hands
Time enough to vent some frustration
A single mother and with all the demands
Easy money was the temptation
That's how it started.
Midnight it's out the back door into her Jeep
Over the mountains to Reno
Meanwhile her eight year old is still fast asleep
It's video poker and Keno
There she'll tell me some lies
There she'll make some more promises
A gamblers glaze in her eyes
Time to break some more promises
Goodbye.
Jasmine and company at table 13
A great big man who hauls lumber
Fixed income granny and a chain smoking queen
All waiting for the same number
Where the sun never shines
And there are no more clocks on the wall
The only way to tell time
Is when the men come and say it's time
Goodbye
Jasmine's conscience is hot on her trail
Or was it a big sugar daddy
It's sink the Jeep and put the house up for sale
Or it's Las Vegas Nevad-y
No this aint no vacation.

Rote Hue Aate Hain Sab (Kishore Kumar)

Rote hue aate hai.n sab, ha.nsataa huaa jo jaaegaa
Vo muqaddar kaa sikandar jaaneman kahalaaegaa

Vo sikandar kyaa thaa zisane zulm se jiitaa zahaa.n
Pyaar se jiite dilo.n ko vo jhukaa de aasamaa.n
Jo sitaaro.n par kahaanii pyaar kii likh jaaegaa
Vo muqaddar kaa sikandar...

Zindagii to bevafaa hai ek din thukaraaegii
Maut mahabuubaa hai apane saath lekar jaaegii
Mar ke jiine kii adaa jo duniyaa ko sikhalaaegaa
Vo muqaddar kaa sikandar...

Hamane maanaa ye zamaanaa dard kii jaagiir hai
Har kadam pe aa.nsuo.n kii ik nai za.njiir hai
Aae din par jo khushii ke giit gaataa jaaegaa
Vo muqaddar kaa sikandar...

Rote hue aate hain sab, hasataa huaa jo jaaegaa
Vo muqaddar kaa sikandar jaaneman kahalaaegaa
Rote hue aate hain sab, hansataa huaa jo jaaegaa
Vo muqaddar kaa sikandar jaaneman kahalaaegaa

Vo sikandar kyaa thaa zisane zulm se jiitaa zahaan
Pyaar se jiite dilo.n ko vo jhukaa de aasamaan
Jo sitaaro.n par kahaanii pyaar kii likh jaaegaa
Vo muqaddar kaa sikandar...

Zindagii to bevafaa hai ek din thukaraaegii
Maut mahabuubaa hai apane saath lekar jaaegii
Mar ke jiine kii adaa jo duniyaa ko sikhalaaegaa
Vo muqaddar kaa sikandar...

Hamane maanaa ye zamaanaa dard kii jaagiir hai
Har kadam pe aa.nsuo.n kii ik nai za.njiir hai
Aae din par jo khushii ke giit gaataa jaaegaa
Vo muqaddar kaa sikandar...

Rote hue aate hai.n sab, ha.nsataa huaa jo jaaegaa
Vo muqaddar kaa sikandar jaaneman kahalaaegaa

Jeevan Mitana hai (Kishore Kumar)

Ahaha haha (2)
[Saare jahan ki amanat hai ye
Ye jeevan tumhara tumhara nahin] (2)
Jeene ke laakhon sahare yahan
Bas ek hi to(sahara nahin) (2)
Ahaha haha (2)

[Agar koi duniya se ruthe to kya
Koi phool khilte hi toote to kya] (2)
Sitare hazaaron hai aakash par
Bas ek hi tho (sitara nahin) (2)
Ahaha haha (2)
Saare jahan ki amanat hai ye
Ye jeevan tumhara tumhara nahin
Jeevan mitana hai diwanapan
Koi pyar jeevan se pyara nahin

[Kisike iradon ke khatir jiyo
Kisiki muradon ke khatir jiyo] (2)
Hai yaadon mein jeena bhi to zindagi
Jeena tumhe kyoon(gawara nahin) (2)
Ahaha haha (2)
Saare jahan ki amanat hai ye
Ye jeevan tumhara tumhara nahin
Jeevan mitana hai diwanapan
Koi pyar jeevan se pyara nahin

[Kaisi udasi ye kaisa hai sokh
Jeevan mein ate hai jate hai log](2)
Naya koi saathi khara rahon me
Use pyar se kyoon(pukara nahin)(2)
Ahaha haha (2)
Saare jahan ki amanat hai ye
Ye jeevan tumhara tumhara nahin
Jeevan mitana hai diwanapan
Koi pyar jeevan se pyara nahin
Jeene ke lakhon sahare yahan
Bas ek hi to(sahara nahin)(2)
Ahaha haha (2)


--ContriButed By Adnan.I.M


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