No back step

ਉਹ ਮਹਿਰਾਜ ਵਿੱਚ ਜੰਮਦੇ ਨੇ ਸੁਰਮੇ ਰਕਾਨੇ, ਮਾਲਵੇ ਦੇ ਜੱਟ ਮਸ਼ਹੂਰ ਨੇ ਨੀ ਜਾਨੇ ਕੌਡੀ ਦੇ ਸ਼ੌਕੀਨ ਝੋਟੇ ਡੰਡ ਮਾਰਦੇ, ਖੁਸ਼ੀ ਦੁਲੇ ਹੁਣੀ ਫਿਰਦੇ ਗਰਾਊਂਡਾ ਦੀ ਨੇ ਹਿੱਕ ਪਾੜਦੇ ਚੋਟੀ ਦੇ ਨੇ ਵੈਲੀ ਮੇਰੇ ਯਾਰ ਜੋ ਰਕਾਨੇ, ਨਿਤ ਨਵਾਂ ਭਾਲਦੇ ਸ਼ਿਕਾਰ ਬਿੱਲੋ ਜਾਨੇ ਤਾਹੀਂ ਜੱਟ ਪੱਟਦੇ ਨੇ ਖੌਰੂ ਸੋਹਣਿਏ, ਦੱਸ ਕਿਹੜਾ ਪਿੱਛੇ ਸਾਨੂੰ ਮੋੜਿਆਂ ਸੋਹਣਿਏ

"My Dearest Kylie Jane" (Verse 1) Three years feel like forever, like we’ve walked a thousand miles Through the laughter, through the heartache, through the chaos and the trials No word in the dictionary could ever quite explain Just how much you mean to me, my dearest Kylie Jane (Pre-Chorus) You’re the brightest star when the night feels long My shoulder to cry on, my anchor, my song Through anger, through joy, through the highs and the lows You’re the one I run to, the one that I know (Chorus) Oh, Kylie Jane, you’re my sister, my friend Through every beginning, through every end If life takes us down two different roads Know I’ll be cheering wherever you go (Verse 2) Thank you for the late-night talks, for hearing me ramble on For the summer runs and campus walks, for holding on so strong Through physics class and silent stares, through days that felt so long You made me feel okay when I swore it all was wrong (Pre-Chorus) You’re the brightest star when the night feels long My shoulder to cry on, my anchor, my song Through anger, through joy, through the highs and the lows You’re the one I run to, the one that I know (Chorus) Oh, Kylie Jane, you’re my sister, my friend Through every beginning, through every end If life takes us down two different roads Know I’ll be cheering wherever you go (Bridge) No matter the miles, no matter the days You’ll always be in my heart, never far away If our highway splits into two off-ramps Know I’ll be proud, I’ll be clapping my hands (Outro) So here’s to the memories, the love, and the light To the girl who made every dark day feel bright Kylie Jane, I love you, forever and true No matter the distance, I’ll always have you

Kya bola? Tu nahi jaanta? Jaake poochh Mumbai walon se, haan! Poochh kaun hai Talha? Har gali har chowk pe Naam goonjta, har mic har talk pe YouTube walon se poochh, kaun hai Talha? Trend pe chalta, beat pe daudta 19 saal ki umar, par game pura tight hai Pakistan se nikla, duniya ke site pe Rap ka king, yeah, yehi hai Talha Flow aag jaisa, koi rok na saka Kaun hai Talha? Har koi jaanta hai Bars itne heavy, sabko hilata hai Kaun hai Talha? Mic pe shaan hai Rap ka badshah, pura imaan haiPoochh le kisi se, naam le Talha ka Game pura strong, koi match nahi iska!

........................ ......................... ........................... Zindagi ma hazaro jan Aadhe bhand , baaki luuund (yeah) Ye bande saare kaam ke ni ye naam ke saage Mera naam sunte he inki gaaandee fatteee ............... Ye rupees ke peeche bane puppies Ye khono ke risto ko bhula ke bane sage Mere saamne aathe he mujhe gale Lage Mere peet me ghopa khangar inki zindagi kardu banjar Ye khuda se ni ye khudi he se darre Inki zindagi hai kali bole aksar karma is a bitch bolu aksar aksar aksar aksar Kaale panne gore akshar bole aksar bs kr bs kr Log bane ajgar ajgar piche pade aksar ajgar Chakku chura bhago bach kr bhagun aksar aksar aksar Kaale panne gore akshar bole aksar bas kr bas kr Ye aage bante ek peeche bante 5 saamne aate he karte nanga nach Ye property ke naam property ke daam property se kaam ye property hai jaam Mera dil h sakth Mere pe ni h wakt Iski batte zaher ma tha du kher Ye bane shakuni tera bhai to kr$na hai Aise log mere dil ko ni bhate hai pata ni karna hi kya chate hai inke mu pe to chante hai Inke kaale karam Inhein kha le bharam Ye kare na sharam

Talha mera yaar hai, kaun hai Talha? Pura Pakistan jaanta, Karachi ki galiyon ka chirag hai woh Akela raha tha, magar hausla tha uska buland Aaj pura Pakistan uske saath hai, uska naam hai chamakta hua aftab Talha mera yaar hai, doston ka sardar hai Jo bhi usko jaanta, uska deewana ho jaata hai India se lekar Pakistan, uska naam goonjta hai Talha mera yaar hai, sabka pyaar hai Jab bhi stage pe aata, log hosh kho baithe Baaton mein woh shaitaan, lekin dil ka hai saaf Gane uske sunkar, log hote hain deewane "Who's Talha?" poochho, sab kehte hain "legend hai woh bhai" Talha mera yaar hai, doston ka sardar hai Jo bhi usko jaanta, uska deewana ho jaata hai India se lekar Pakistan, uska naam goonjta hai Talha mera yaar hai, sabka pyaar hai Karachi ki galiyon se nikla, aaj duniya ko rulata hai Apne lafzon se, apne geeton se, sabko sikhata hai "Apne bado se poochho," kehta hai woh har baar Jinke tum gaane gaate ho, woh jaante hain Talha ko pyaar se Talha mera yaar hai, sabka pyaar hai Puri duniya mein uska naam, har dil mein uska ghar hai Talha mera yaar hai, sabka pyaar hai...

**Title: "Queer Theory" (A Pride Parody of "Wesley's Theory")** **Verse 1** *(Smooth, jazzy intro with a funky bassline)* Yeah, Uncle Sam ain’t here—it’s Auntie Divine, Whisperin’, “Baby, let’s paint the town in rainbow lines. You’re out the closet, now the world’s your runway, But watch your back, they’ll love your flair then price-gouge your parade.” They say, “Be proud! Wave that flag up high!” Then sell your tears as merch, cash in on your cry. Pride Month discounts, but where’s the reparations? They tokenize your rage, then gentrify your nations. **Chorus** *(Soulful harmonies)* Welcome to the party, where the margins got receipts, We’re loud, we’re legion, dancing in the streets. But when the glitter settles, who’s left to pay the cost? They want our rhythm, not the roots—don’t let your pride get lost. **Verse 2** *(Beat drops, faster flow)* Stonewall’s ghosts in my Docs, voguing through the flames, They tried to box us out, but we rewrote the game. Ballroom royalty, duckwalks on the cash, Coded language flipped—now “queer”’s a battle pass. Landlords hike the rent when rainbows hit the block, But we’re the architects—sashay, renovate the plot. They banned our books, but honey, we’re the shelves, Our love’s a protest song we’ll never sing to themselves. **Bridge** *(Haunting synth, spoken-word cadence)* Auntie Divine leans in, lips glossed like revolution: “They’ll drape you in their flags, then demand your absolution. But we’re the seeds that bloom in concrete, roots deep as pain, The system’s scared of joy—so dance in the hurricane.” **Outro** *(Uplifting choir, triumphant horns)* We’re the sons of Sylvia, the daughters of Marsha’s flame, Every scar a sequin, every law we’ll disobey. The future’s nonbinary, twirling in the sun, Queer theory’s simple: We. Won’t. Be. Undone. *(Fade out with a disco beat and snaps)* --- **Note**: This parody reimagines Kendrick’s critique of systemic exploitation through an LGBTQ+ lens, celebrating resilience while challenging commodification. It honors icons like Marsha P. Johnson and Sylvia Rivera, weaving ballroom culture and Pride’s radical roots into its rhythm.

[Verse 1] Ayo, TESFU laced this shit with a pulse, Lyrik Blaze talkin’ love, but keep the glizzy in my holster. Shorty got a death stare, but her kiss resuscitate, She Brooklyn to the core—love her like I love the hate. We met where the choppas sing and the sirens cry, She ain’t scared of the drill, she the rider in my ride. Lips sweeter than AriZona, but her heart made of steel, Opps try to slide? She yell, “Babe, let’s make ’em kneel!” She don’t cap, keep it solid, got my back like a Kevlar, *Love her through the droughts, still my day-one in the vel’ car. We chase bags in the AM, vibe in the PM, Her grind got me hooked—fuck a Perc, she my medicine. [Chorus] Bed-Stuy heartbeats, we sync like sirens in the night, Love in the trenches—ain’t no heist without a fight. She my shooter, my loot, got me cuffed with no key, Blaze in love, but the streets still run through my DNA. [Verse 2] Her ex tried to jux my spot, now he ghost on the ‘Gram, She said, “Fuck that lameshit—you the king of my pyramid.” We link at the bodega, Dutch split, no 50/50, She the plug for my pain, got me laughin’ through the city gritty. Her vibe colder than February, but her touch start a fire, We crash in the Wraith, got the block in the rearview, higher. She don’t fold under pressure, call her Cici with the steel, Love her like the game—murder anybody tryna split the feel. Tattoo her name on my clavicle, right next to the scars, She the truth in a world full of snakes and fake gods. [Bridge] They ask why I’m locked in—she the code to my cage, Turn my lows into hype, got me rhymin’ through the rage. TESFU’s keys got the heavens weepin’ melodies, She my Brooklyn lullaby, fuck a fairytale, Jezebel. [Chorus] Bed-Stuy heartbeats, we sync like sirens in the night, Love in the trenches—ain’t no heist without a fight. She my shooter, my loot, got me cuffed with no key, Blaze in love, but the streets still run through my DNA. [Outro] Yeah, b!tch—it’s lyrical love, TESFU on the track, Where the roses got thorns and the heartbeats shoot back. She my downfall, my crown, my Bed-Stuy eclipse, Blaze in her atmosphere—fuck a kiss, take my clip.

🎶 अभिलाषा के जन्मदिन पर – भाई युवराज का प्यारा गीत 🎶 (Verse 1) आया है दिन खास बड़ा, खुशियों से गुलशन सजा, नन्ही परी मेरी प्यारी, आज एक साल और बढ़ा। तेरी हँसी में चाँदनी, तेरी बातें जैसे गीत, अभिलाषा, मेरी गुड्डू, तू है सबसे अनमोल प्रीत। (Chorus) गुड्डू, मेरी प्यारी गुड्डू, तेरी हँसी से रोशन जहान, छोटी बहन नहीं तू बस, मेरी खुशियों की पहचान। (Verse 2) तेरे संग बीते हर पल, संग तेरी हँसी का छल, तेरी शरारत, तेरी बातें, दिल के सबसे पास रहतीं। तेरी आँखों में जो सपने, उनको पूरा करना चाहूँ, तेरी दुनिया रंगों से भर दूँ, खुशियों की बारिश बरसा दूँ। (Bridge) जब भी तू हँसे, लगे बहार, तेरी हँसी से रोशन संसार, छोटी सी मगर दिल की बड़ी, गुड्डू मेरी, मेरी रोशनी। (Chorus) गुड्डू, मेरी प्यारी गुड्डू, तेरी हँसी से रोशन जहान, छोटी बहन नहीं तू बस, मेरी खुशियों की पहचान। (Outro) युवराज तेरा भाई सदा, तेरी हँसी रहे यूँ ही खिला, 6 फरवरी का ये दिन, खुशियों से भर दे हर घड़ी। — ✨ जन्मदिन मुबारक हो, अभिलाषा!

(Verse 1) Yo, step up in the game, Sekceram’s the name, Ceramic tiles blazing, setting floors aflame, From Algeria to the world, we claim the throne, Quality so sharp, it cuts through stone. Precision in the craft, every line so clean, Designs so slick, they’re borderline obscene, From the living room to the kitchen scene, Sekceram’s the king, know what I mean? (Hook) Sekceram, yeah, we laying it down, Tiles so fresh, they’re the talk of the town, From the ground up, we’re holding the crown, Algeria’s finest, we ain’t backing down! (Verse 2) Eminem flow, but I’m spitting for the brand, Sekceram’s the wave, let me break it down, fam, Innovation in the mix, we’re ahead of the curve, Every tile’s a masterpiece, got the nerve to serve. From classic to modern, we got the range, Durability so tough, it’ll never change, Step on the floor, feel the luxury vibe, Sekceram’s the truth, let the world subscribe. (Hook) Sekceram, yeah, we laying it down, Tiles so fresh, they’re the talk of the town, From the ground up, we’re holding the crown, Algeria’s finest, we ain’t backing down! (Outro) So when you’re building dreams, you know where to go, Sekceram’s the name, let the legacy show, From the streets to the elite, we’re the flow, Ceramic kings, yeah, now you know! 🎤🔥

অন্যি চুতমারানি , ও অন্নি চুতমারানি ! নাটক থামা, সত্যি বল, তারিফেরে লইয়া ঘুমাইয়া অন্নি চুতমারানি, ও চুতমারানি! তারিক্কার কাছে বিয়া নইয়া তুই লুকাস আমরা জানিতো বেইমানির খেলা, আমার মাথায় কুপ মারিস, মুখে মাসুম ভাব, ভিতরে বিষ আর ছিনালা! যা করলি এক ভাইরে, অন্য ভাই জানে, বুকের ভিতর ঘৃণা, চোখের ভিতর আগুন জ্বলে! ছোয়াব মিয়ারে লইয়া চুদাইয়া, লাখ লাখ টাকা খাইয়া, তোর চালবাজি, তোর ড্রামা, সবাই দেখলো, সবাই জানলো, কিন্তু শেষ খেলা আমিই খেলবো, তোর মিথ্যে স্বপ্ন, সবই ভাঙবো! খানকি মাগী, অন্নি চুতমারানি