My Block
Sidhu Moose Wala
My Block · 2020
[Intro]
Byg Byrd On The Beat…
Byg Byrd is laying down the rhythm.
(Ha-aa-aa-aa-au-au)
Brown Boys Baby!
The Brown Boys movement is here.
[Chorus]
Oh Thodde Shehariya Da Rehnda
Your city folk might live their fancy lives,
Sadda Thana Lageya Ni Sadde Pind Balliye
But in my village, we have the police on speed dial because we’re the real deal.
Oh Reporter’aa Da Rehnda
The media is obsessed with us,
Auna Jana Lageya Ni Sadde Pind Balliye
They’re constantly swarming our village streets.
Oh Thodde Shehariya Da Rehnda
Let the city dwellers keep their comfort,
Sadda Thana Lageya Ni Sadde Pind Balliye
Our village is the headquarters of all the action.
[Verse 1]
Oh 22 Inch’i Chade Ne Alloy Turrde Mirga di Tor Ni (Mirga di Tor Ni)
Rolling on 22-inch rims, cruising with the grace of a gazelle.
Oh Ethe Galiyan Ch Range Naal Ghume LC 4x4 Ni
My alleyways are packed with Range Rovers and 4x4 Land Cruisers.
Ho-Ho-Ho
Charh De Siyal Leyauni AMG Meri Hind Baliye
I’ve sworn to park an AMG in my driveway by winter, mark my words.
[Chorus]
Oh Thodde Shehariya Da Rehnda
City people live by the clock,
Sadda Thana Lageya Ni Sadde Pind Balliye
But my village lives by its own law and authority.
Oh Reporter’aa Da Rehnda
Journalists haunt us like ghosts,
Auna Jana Lageya Ni Sadde Pind Balliye
It’s a revolving door of drama at my home.
Oh Thoddе Shehariya Da Rehnda
They keep their polished status,
Sadda Thana Lageya Ni Saddе Pind Balliye
But we bring the heat to the village.
[Verse 2]
Oh Bollywood De Star’aa Wangu Hon Photo’van As A Sign Board Da
My posters are plastered across town just like an A-list movie star.
Ehne Industry Nu Star Jihda Gunda Ditta Aa Ni Jihda Koyi Todd Na
I’ve brought a raw, street-certified energy that the industry hasn't seen before.
Oh Kehnde Te Khaunnde Sidhu Moose Wale Mure Jande Khind Balliye
The loudmouths and the pretenders vanish like mist when they cross paths with me.
[Chorus]
Oh Thodde Shehariya Da Rehnda
City life is a facade,
Sadda Thana Lageya Ni Sadde Pind Balliye
But out here, the authorities know our power.
Oh Reporter’aa Da Rehnda
The press hounds my every step,
Auna Jana Lageya Ni Sadde Pind Balliye
They’re always hovering around my village gates.
Oh Thodde Shehariya Da Rehnda
Let the city elites have their prestige,
Sadda Thana Lageya Ni Sadde Pind Balliye
My village is where the real power sits.
[Verse 3]
Oh Chuleya Te Bahve Nahio Roti Pakkdi Bhugg de Ae Vair Ni
Forget about the hearth; we’re busy settling scores and firing up the streets.
Imported Aa Sare Hiqq’an Vich Marde Na Desi Mare Fire Ni
We don’t settle things with local junk; we use high-end heat to strike at the chest.
Ho Ho Ho Banda Chadd Panchi Eh Taarh Lainde Aa Vicho Wind Balliye
It’s so intense here that even the birds get swept away by the chaos of my presence.
[Chorus]
Oh Thodde Shehariya Da Rehnda
Your metropolitan lifestyle is too soft,
Sadda Thana Lageya Ni Sadde Pind Balliye
My village has police stationed as a permanent fixture of my life.
Oh Reporter’aa Da Rehnda
The media is constantly on our tail,
Auna Jana Lageya Ni Sadde Pind Balliye
They’re perpetually circling my village residence.
Oh Thodde Shehariya Da Rehnda
City folk talk, we act,
Sadda Thana Lageya Ni Sadde Pind Balliye
My village is the battlefield where I reign.
[Interlude]
Oh Jinna Chirr Jatt Gaau ga
As long as this Jat holds the mic,
20 De Brabar 1 Aau ga
One of me is worth twenty of them.
[Bridge]
Oh Sidhu’an De Munde Naal Vair Paayi Na
Whatever you do, don't test the Sidhu bloodline.
Ohde Dunge Masle
His disputes are legacy-sized and deep-seated.
Oh Gaddi Vich Bande Ohde 6 Bainde Aa
He rolls with an entourage of six,
12 Hunde Asle
And twice that many weapons in tow.
[Verse 4]
Oh Ho Ho Oh Sidhu’an De Munde Naal
Trust me, never cross the Sidhu legacy,
Vair Payi Na Ohde Dunge Maslle
Their history of conflict is not for the weak.
Oh Gaddi Vich Bande Ohde 6 Bainde Aa
Six men inside his ride ready for anything,
12 Hunde Aa Asle
With a dozen heavy irons ready to go.
Oh Ohde Naalo Dune Ohde Yaar Aa Kalesi Laun Bind Balliye Haye
His crew is twice as dangerous, ready to ignite a war in a heartbeat.
[Chorus]
Oh Thodde Shehariya Da Rehnda
Your urban comfort is a lie,
Sadda Thana Lageya Ni Sadde Pind Balliye
My village life is documented in police files.
Oh Reporter’aa Da Rehnda
The paparazzi are a permanent resident of my street,
Auna Jana Lageya Ni Sadde Pind Balliye
They are always tracking the movement in my village.
Oh Thodde Shehariya Da Rehnda
Stay in the city if you want safety,
Sadda Thana Lageya Ni Sadde Pind Balliye
Out here, we live by the fire of our reputation.