[Instrumental]
hip-hop, classic, rhythmic, tamil classic
English
The song evokes a sense of nostalgia and deep emotional resonance, blending traditional themes with modern beats to create a reflective mood.
This piece could be effectively used in a variety of contexts such as dance performances, film soundtracks, or personal reflection moments where the listener seeks an emotional connection.
The arrangement showcases intricate beat structures typical of hip-hop while incorporating classical motifs, with rhythmic complexity that highlights the traditional Tamil musical elements, creating a unique fusion.
Yo, suno sab, Musa ki baat, Har street pe chhayi hai ye shaan, Musa ka naam, sab pe chhaya hai yeh asar, Rap ka king, Musa hai yeh asar! Musa, Musa, har dil mein basa, Musa ke beats pe, sabko nacha, Har gali, har mohalla, Musa ka jadoo, Musa ka swag, sab pe chhaya yeh kaam! Har raaste pe Musa ki baat, Musa ka naam, sab pe chhaya yeh asar, Rap ka king, Musa hai yeh asar!
Yo, suno sab, Musa ki baat, Har street pe chhayi hai ye shaan, Musa ka naam, sab pe chhaya hai yeh asar, Rap ka king, Musa hai yeh asar! Musa, Musa, har dil mein basa, Musa ke beats pe, sabko nacha, Har gali, har mohalla, Musa ka jadoo, Musa ka swag, sab pe chhaya yeh kaam! Har raaste pe Musa ki baat, Musa ka naam, sab pe chhaya yeh asar, Rap ka king, Musa hai yeh asar!
[Verse] Welcome to the spot where flavors unlock Where the taste buds dance and the flavors rock Every meal a story each bite"s a surprise Pull up a chair let the senses rise [Verse 2] Plates spinning hot with a dash of flair Waiters with a smile tossing food in air From starters to desserts it"s an epic flight Dive into the feast It"s gonna be a night [Chorus] Hello welcome in Take a seat and grin There"s magic in the menu time to begin Forks and knives ready let the fun ensue Classic eats and beats we made just for you [Verse 3] Candles flicker bright Setting up the scene Glasses filled with bubbles golden and clean Got a table by the window view of the town This evening"s a performance let"s bring it down [Bridge] Feel the buzz around Folks having a blast Each whispered word"s a spell the joy"s gonna last Every dish a masterpiece every sip a cheer In our classic space Dreams appear [Chorus] Hello welcome in Take a seat and grin There"s magic in the menu time to begin Forks and knives ready let the fun ensue Classic eats and beats we made just for you
You the type to smile in her face, then go and snake her Fake love, fake lips, yeah, you just a faker Spreading fake pics, tryna ruin reputations Whole squad know you toxic, no hesitation [Pre-Chorus] Talk behind backs, but you quiet when you see me Two-faced, switchin’ up, girl, you real greedy Made out with your bestie’s crush—so low Now you wonder why nobody call you they bro [Chorus] Oh, you mad now? Cry me a river Lies so cold, but I’m built for the winter Whole school know, yeah, you ain"t no winner Fake to the core, girl, you just a quitter [Verse 2] Tell me how it feel bein’ one of the snakes Backstabbin’ everybody, all gas, no brakes Tried to ruin my name, but I came out stronger Now your lil’ crew won’t ride any longer [Bridge] Oh, you thought you was slick? Nah, you played yourself Now you sittin’ all alone, got nobody else Karma come quick, girl, I swear it don’t miss Hope it hit twice for the ones you dissed [Chorus] Oh, you mad now? Cry me a river Lies so cold, but I’m built for the winter Whole school know, yeah, you ain"t no winner Fake to the core, girl, you just a quitter [Outro] Tryna act tough, but you soft like a feather Next time think twice ‘fore you play with whoever You wanted war? Now it’s done, it’s whatever Say my name once, girl, I promise—do better
Ruggles Ohio, From fat to skinny, truth be told Get your weave and get it glued tight Wipe your ass until it feels just right. (Stupid mentality. Welcome to reality.)(Stupid mentality. Welcome to reality.)(Stupid mentality. Welcome to reality.) Huge population and obese weight, just facts but it will affect your fate blood pressure and overall weight. Now it can measure your morality and spiritual fate. (you should) Vote for a world with more peace treaties. (politics is a pile of greed-filled olives burg general store sandwiches) (they worship money. Welcome to reality.) We learned from the amish, the farmers, the Mansfield Ohio pizza establishments, Snoop Dog, yeah snoop Dog in 90"s Spot. Hip hippity hop, crip walk on the spot, and then love Trump. (Poindexter cracker casper) (Poindexter cracker casper) Smoke the flower and puff weed nuggles, like the tiny geographical area in Ohio called Ruggles. Corn Rows. Corn Rows. Combines and Plows. So many Amish and Mennonite Clowns. Cornhole toss.Cornhole toss. West Virginia and Randy Moss. Paint a picture like my man bob ross. Hang on Sloopy. Sloopy Hang on. Buckey"s fans know about loss. (Stupid mentality. Welcome to reality.) Statistically told, humans watch riots unfold From sane to insanity, next up on Hannity. What about Gutfeld or Watters World, O"Rielly. Rachel Maddow is a hood rat with a ghetto lesbo fade. That"s right a lesbo fade. Publish your fake news (diarrhea) and smear that crap on your face. Uncle Google got nothing to do with Microsoft Bing Bill Gates, Bill Hates America. Have they found Waldo or Snowden? Evidence of corruption and evidence within? Ruggles Ohio, Olivesburg, Greenwich, and Cornfields. Farmlands.
Ruggles Ohio, From fat to skinny, truth be told Get your weave and get it glued tight Wipe your ass until it feels just right. (Stupid mentality. Welcome to reality.)(Stupid mentality. Welcome to reality.)(Stupid mentality. Welcome to reality.) Huge population and obese weight, just facts but it will affect your fate blood pressure and overall weight. Now it can measure your morality and spiritual fate. (you should) Vote for a world with more peace treaties. (politics is a pile of greed-filled olives burg general store sandwiches) (they worship money. Welcome to reality.) We learned from the amish, the farmers, the Mansfield Ohio pizza establishments, Snoop Dog, yeah snoop Dog in 90"s Spot. Hip hippity hop, crip walk on the spot, and then love Trump. (Poindexter cracker casper) (Poindexter cracker casper) Smoke the flower and puff weed nuggles, like the tiny geographical area in Ohio called Ruggles. Corn Rows. Corn Rows. Combines and Plows. So many Amish and Mennonite Clowns. Cornhole toss.Cornhole toss. West Virginia and Randy Moss. Paint a picture like my man bob ross. Hang on Sloopy. Sloopy Hang on. Buckey"s fans know about loss. (Stupid mentality. Welcome to reality.) Statistically told, humans watch riots unfold From sane to insanity, next up on Hannity. What about Gutfeld or Watters World, O"Rielly. Rachel Maddow is a hood rat with a ghetto lesbo fade. That"s right a lesbo fade. Publish your fake news (diarrhea) and smear that crap on your face. Uncle Google got nothing to do with Microsoft Bing Bill Gates, Bill Hates America. Have they found Waldo or Snowden? Evidence of corruption and evidence within? Ruggles Ohio, Olivesburg, Greenwich, and Cornfields. Farmlands.
[Verse] Mohabbat hai tere kadmon mein Sukun hai tere aashiyan mein Sachaiyon ka tu hai faisla Roshni hai tere raaston mein [Verse 2] Duniya ne tujhe bhula diya Deen se usne mooh mod liya Yaad hai teri har pujaari ko Tu hai rabb ka pyaara waliya [Chorus] Duniya aur deen ko tujne milaya Aman ka paigham sabko sunaya Tere har bole lafz mein dua hai Mohabbat ka raasta tujne dikhaya [Verse 3] Sadaqat se tera chehra chamke Ilm ka tera noor barse Tere bina hum kuch nahi hai Teri rahmat se jeena arse [Bridge] Nabiyo ki raho pe chalna sikha Nafs ko humne hai tujhmein bhula Duniya ki chahat tujne mita di Rab ke karam toone hai dikhla [Chorus] Duniya aur deen ko tujne milaya Aman ka paigham sabko sunaya Tere har bole lafz mein dua hai Mohabbat ka raasta tujne dikhaya
Big topics not from the tropics and has nothing to do with weed. But: Huge population and obese weight, just facts but it will affect your fate. Now it breathes diet soda, now it knows diabetes Vote for a world with more peace treaties. (politics is a pile of poop) We learned from the poets, the verses, the celebrity stain: Snoop Dig Diggity Dog - in 90"s the lame game Pog. (crip smoking weed gangsters) Got no huggles but several struggles, like the tiny Ohio area called ruggles. Cornhole toss. West Virginia and Randy Moss. Lost a tooth because you forgot to floss. Paint a picture like my man bob ross. (obviously from access to drugs and no dental insurance) (EBT.STD. GDP. RFID. RIP. Humans are a commodity) Statistical mold, humans watch riots unfold From sane to insanity, next up on Hannity. They say Maga is a beacon of hate. Why? Brainwashed bobbleheads always irate. Get your weave on, take a mirror to look Big ass eyelashes dummy has never read a book. (believe our weave if not you can leave) The meat got nothing to do with Microsoft Bing Stupid mentality. Welcome to reality. It is called Burger King not burger queen. (Burger King - so get over it. (McDonalds. Queen McQueef) (EBT.STD. GDP. RFID. RIP. Humans are a commodity) Have they found Waldo or Snowden? Probably evidence of corruption and eveidence closed in? Left and right there is a difference between. (you know what I mean) Type a few words, watch the big fat jelly roll. From fat to skinny, truth be told Get your weave and get it glued tight Wipe your ass until it feels just right.
[Verse] In the silence hear the whispers of the rain Every heartache every joy and every pain In the quiet our voices rise like smoke Words are tied in melodies we spoke [Verse 2] Every breath a message loud and unchained Echoes drift through memories we’ve maintained Only voice no instruments to interfere Pure and wild like the wind so clear [Chorus] Sing it loud let the world feel the sound From the valleys to the mountains all around Only voice in the air like poetry Binding us in perfect harmony [Verse 3] Through the night our secrets take their flight Soft and sweet like shadows under light With a whisper carve our names in the sky Goodbye fading to a simple sigh [Bridge] No guitars no drums no golden keys Just a hum that carries through the breeze We become a symphony so fine Only voice in the flow of time [Chorus] Sing it loud let the world feel the sound From the valleys to the mountains all around Only voice in the air like poetry Binding us in perfect harmony
[Verse] Hand press press, revivin" the heart On the ground, we ain"t playing no part Life in my hands, like a work of art Pushin" hope, from the end to the start [Chorus] CPR, bring "em back from afar Chest pump, breath bump, reachin" for a star CPR, lifesaver in a car Hand press, breath bless, shining like a czar [Verse 2] One, one, one, then hit three Rhythm in the chest, we set the soul free Keep the tempo steady, let the beat decree Life"s a delicate dance, holdin" on the key [Chorus] CPR, beat it till you see the spark Hand to heart, mendin’ what"s been dark CPR, lifesaver, leave a mark Resurrect the rhythm, lightin" up the park [Bridge] In the critical second, savin" every breath Pressin" life back, fightin" off death One hand, two hand, meet the heart"s request Flowin" with the rhythm, givin" it our best [Chorus] CPR, melody in the push Restorin" life"s song, never in a rush CPR, from the shadow to the blush Heart pounding back, feel the adrenalin rush
[Verse] Trevor surgiendo en el desierto de guerra, Michael en una mansión, haciendo su celda, Franklin en las calles, soñando escalera, Bandas y pandillas, la muerte desespera. [Chorus] GTA en los guiños, robando atmósfera, Misiones caóticas, control y frontera, Carreras ilegales, destino a la escalera, En Los Santos vivimos, rap queda fuera. [Verse 2] Caos a diario, peleas en la acera, Coches robados, problemas en la espera, Asaltos en bancos, guías de la era, Cada capítulo, la acción entera. [Chorus] GTA en los guiños, robando atmósfera, Misiones caóticas, control y frontera, Carreras ilegales, destino a la escalera, En Los Santos vivimos, rap queda fuera. [Bridge] Vueltas a la ciudad, noche embriaga como fiera, Crimen organizado, siempre en la carrera, La historia del modo, una sola carrera, Héroes o villanos, con destino cualquiera. [Chorus] GTA en los guiños, robando atmósfera, Misiones caóticas, control y frontera, Carreras ilegales, destino a la escalera, En Los Santos vivimos, rap queda fuera.
(Verse 1) Ayy, na, I’m thumbin’ through bands like a phonebook, Pyrex cook, wrist colder than a snowplow. Diamonds dancin’ on my neck, call it TikTok, Stash box full of green, call it Shrek’s spot. Palm trees in the blunt, yeah, we smokin’ the tropics, Bitch bad, two-ply, she a luxury topic. Maybach coupe, got the stars in the roof, Pop a molly, now the devil wanna proof. Young Money mindset, but my pockets old school, Hunnid-round drum, turn a party to school. Strippers name-taggin’, “Cash Only” on they thighs, Liquor got me speakin’ in cursive, na, goodbye. (Chorus) Cash flames, na, lighter fluid on my name, Bad bitch suckin’ soul, call it voodoo in the cane. Codeine rivers, I’m floatin’ through the pain, If you ain’t ’bout that paper, na, don’t say shit to Blaze. (Verse 2) Na, I’m a problem with a capital “Glock,” Tattoo tears on my face, but I never really cry. Jump out the Bentley like, “Who want war?” Clip longer than the lies that these hoes memorize. Purple haze in the air, call it Barney’s home, Pillowtalk with a demon, she moanin’ in code. Double-C’s on my belt, yeah, the devil get dressed, Shotgun wedding, na, I’m messy with lead. Feds watchin’? Tell ’em bring a notepad, I’m the king of the trap where the crown’s made of crack. Loyalty’s a myth, so I keep my knife close, N***as sweet on the ‘gram but they rotten like lime juice. (Chorus) Cash flames, na, lighter fluid on my name, Bad bitch suckin’ soul, call it voodoo in the cane. Codeine rivers, I’m floatin’ through the pain, If you ain’t ’bout that paper, na, don’t say shit to Blaze. (Bridge) Phoenix rise out the ash, na, death just a nap, Poppin’ X like a dot-com, yeah, we crashin’ the app. Finger-fuckin’ fate while I’m countin’ these digits, Life’s a gamble, na, I’m riggin’ the system. (Verse 3) Ayy, bulletproof the whip, but my heart still vulnerable, Hustle hard, got the dope game lookin’ punctual. Nas talkin’ ’bout smoke, but they ashin’ for real, I’m a walkin’ contradiction—saint with a kill. Rooftop shoutout, “I’m rich!” to the projects, Gold grills in the mirror, na, sun’s in my socket. She a 10, but her friend got a kink for the team, Double trouble, n***a, nightmares in my dreams. Money, power, respect—what you think I’m on? Catch me whippin’ through hell in a pink Bugatti, yawn. (Outro) Yeah, n***a, it’s fire season, better grab a coat, I’m the ghost in the smoke that they paint as a goat. If the feds ask, tell ’em Blaze is just a vibe, Ain’t no body in the trunk—just a soul I ain’t revived