Just Listen
Sidhu Moose Wala
Just Listen · 2017
[Intro: Sidhu Moose Wala]
(Byg Byrd on the beat)
(Byg Byrd on the beat)
Bada kujh sunea apne baare
I’ve heard the whispers and the endless chatter about me.
Sidhu eh, Sidhu oh
Sidhu this, Sidhu that—they can't keep my name out of their mouths.
Yall can say what you want
Y'all can say what you want
But don't forget
But don't forget
Dil da ni maada
Despite the heat, I’m still a man with a golden heart.
[Chorus: Sidhu Moose Wala]
Jiton ban nahio hunda oho sarhde mere ton
Those who can't reach my heights burn with pure envy.
Kai faide te khabaran ne kad'de mere chon
They scramble to craft headlines just to siphon off my success.
Kai khud nu banauna chaunde mere warga
A legion of posers are dying to wear my skin.
Kai zindagi jeoni kivein parhde mere ton
Others watch my every move just to learn how to exist.
[Verse 1: Sidhu Moose Wala]
Kayi aakhde ne gaah munda paayi janda ea
Some complain this boy is creating total chaos.
Kithon geet kad kad ke le aayi janda ea
Where does he keep pulling these masterpieces from?
Kayi YouTube aale ustad aakh de
The self-proclaimed YouTube gurus chime in with their nonsense.
Sala ikko hi taraz vich gayi janda ea
Claiming I’m stuck in a loop—they wouldn't know talent if it hit them.
Jehdi gairan siron payi oh position ni hundi
You don't earn a throne by borrowing someone else's crown.
Jehdi hate naal dekhi sahi vision ni hundi
You can't see the future through the blindfold of hatred.
Jehde mere vich kamiyan ne kadd de
To those busy dissecting my flaws...
Oh bai ji vicharan di composition ni hundi
Brother, your intellect is too hollow to even comprehend my ideas.
[Verse 2: Sidhu Moose Wala]
Jehde paise deke chale kalakar'an vichon naa
I'm not part of that club of artists who buy their fame with cash.
Galli baati udde jo star'an vichon naa
I don't need empty talk to be a star.
Facebook utte vidwaan bane baithe
They sit behind screens acting like profound philosophers.
Jehde ohna padhe likheya gawaran vichon naa
I am not one of those educated fools who know nothing.
Main mehnat ea kiti kade haarha naiyo kita
I bled for this; I never had to beg for an audience.
Publicity layi koi pawada naiyo kita
I’ve never manufactured scandals just to stay relevant.
Jo vi aa mukam ajj ditta rabb ne
The position I hold today was ordained by God alone.
Sada kiti aa support kade saarha naiyo kita
I’ve always uplifted the game; I’ve never harbored jealousy.
[Verse 3: Sidhu Moose Wala]
Ho lokan di aa rehnde jehde gallan maar de
Those busybodies with nothing to do but talk...
Ohna vich dasso galbaat kinni hou
Tell me, how much substance is really in their hollow lives?
Jo shakal ton dekh mainu judge karde
Judging me by my exterior...
Ohdi khud apni aukat kini hou
Their own worth is barely enough to register.
Main chadh de te lai gaye jehde dina jeha ni
I’m not a fair-weather friend who vanishes with the wind.
Saaf dil garbage bina jeha ni
My heart is pure; I’m not carrying the trash they do.
Main Instagram page admin'an jeha ni
I’m not a keyboard warrior lurking in the shadows of an admin page.
[Verse 4: Sidhu Moose Wala]
Meri maa mera rabb jihdi kukhon hoya paida
My mother is my deity, the sacred soul who brought me here.
Ohne zindagi jeyon da sikhaya ikko kayeda
She ingrained one golden rule for this existence.
Jithe teri puttra zameer mukk gayi
If you lose your integrity, my son,
Ho mar jaavin uthe koyi jeyon da ni fayeda
You’re as good as dead; there is no point in continuing to breathe.
Taanhi dalle saude baazan na kalaam naiyo meri
My art will never be a commodity for the brokers.
Kise aire gaire bande nu salaam naiyo meri
I don’t bow down to just anyone who steps to me.
Jinna chir likhugi ae sach likhugi
As long as this pen has ink, it will only serve the truth.
Horan wangu kalam gulam naiyo meri
My pen isn't a servant, unlike the rest of yours.
[Bridge: Sunny Malton]
All you hatin' on me
All you hatin' on me
Why they hatin' on me?
Why they hatin' on me?
[Outro: Sidhu Moose Wala & Sunny Malton]
Gal kalli kalli geetan 'ch gadoyi payi ae
Every truth I’ve lived is etched deep into these verses.
Dekh Moose Wala, Moose Wala hoyi payi ae
Look at the world—it’s been consumed by the Moose Wala wave.
Imma Imma brown boy
Imma Imma brown boy
Yeah… salute to my big ones
Yeah… salute to my big ones
And all my fans, respect baby!
And all my fans, respect baby!
Sidhu Moose Wala!
Sidhu Moose Wala!