Давом те мард ку ма хонум хандум тарсум сар кунум...

I am always asking myself- what is life?
For me its trials-like in my heart knife..
Maybe God Damned darts on me.
O maybe anyone of you will tell me about this difficulty..of life
From my childhood everyone told me to respect my elders,
So I did what they told, but I was sold… by my friends whom I believed..
Double faced friends, or enemies,, enemies – with secret identities.
So that’s why I am writing, so that’s why I am rhyming..
About injustice of life, but see when you are in it,, its too hard to see
When people think that your are the bad, Nope this is life bad, this is life dire
And I’m standing and seating in my seat and my heart stars to beat
Quicker and quicker and after every song the relation of people with me becomes wicker.
So sometimes I want to leave, to give up rap and go, but I can’t
Because of my people, because of my country you should know now
This is my song, this is truth ,, which I’m rhyming under melody.
And I will go with this, leading my way steadily.

Pripev
Yea Life made me sick, rap made me critic, pen full of inc.
And I am writing this shit
I am writing just to spend my time,, to pass the pain that I have inside.
The pain that was built but the motherfucker’s smile..
I am standing In the middle of the street, and I am getting treat
Looking to the heaven and asking myself Why I am not there??
Why??Where?? am I?.. I cant find way out of this maze.
And this is case,, I don’t know what to do,
But to you,, matherfucker, its seems stupidly
And you want me,,, to not write any more,
To leave,, to give up rap and to go, but cant
Because of my people, because of my country
And I think this is my destiny
So again pencil in my hand and I am writing whatever is in my mind
And I will never finish writing my line
Till my death,, till my last breath,

Taj rap na angliyskom aha vot tak !!!)))

Бобои М_Е_Г_А давом те ака!

Додири ма БОРБАД давом дора ...

Давомуш пага!!!

Дар ин кунчи хона, дар ин кунчи хароб
Кашидесту азоб, Задестум шароб.
То ки гузарад гам, фаромуш кунам тура
Дар ин шаби торик, интизор дорум сахара.

Ба ёфтани хурсанди, дар ин дунё
Ман хам сафар кардум, ранги дигарон.
Ёфтум ишки сиех, ишки бевафо
Намонд аз вай ба чуз аз ёдухо

Мурд хомон мухаббат, дар ин чахони гузарон.
Бирав хозир бигард, бо дигарон.
Набудум ман Мачнун, набуди ту Лайло
Набудум ман Юсуф, ту набуди Зулайхо

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Соки ку биё, бигардон ту майро,
Надорум армон, сарам шудай вайрон.
Бисёр саволхо, чавоб хеле кам,
Дил кадестай гиря, дил дорад гам.

Ашк чакидестай, ашкхои абр
Надорум токат дигар, надорум сабр.
Факат хамика буд, майли хай тамом
Шукрат, ки ранги бод гузашт, ишки харом-т

Биё Соки интизори ту хастум
Биёр он май, ки пиндори май хастум.
Бирез ар чом, то ки дар ин шаб
Пеши майхона, мастона, бигирям.

Ранги афсонаи пури ранч буд ишки мо,
Ишки талх, гапи дуруг, ёри бевофо
Набудум ман Мачнун, набуди ту Лайло
Набудум ман Юсуф, ту набуди Зулайхо