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Lyrics.
{Intro}
Here to narrate a harrowing tale that changed the fate of Kashmir and Kashmiri Pandits.
Their state.
I'll rap in English
हिंदी में भी rap करूंगा
कर ब कशिर प्यठ ति rap
I've got you all covered.
Now get ready for a spine chilling real story,
no hyperbole.
{1st VERSE}
19th Jan 1990 zygosity of terrorism in the valley monstrous PAK sponsored criminal atrocity,
draughty air of inquietude, not clued, queued, shot in the head, wounds accrued, secluded, shooed by happiness, just humongous fallacy,
destroyed my communities' homeland, their city, the salient germane peace policy.
Omnipresent, Raging chaos in kiosk from mosques, hateful scary speeches on speakers ululating Pandits either to die or to get lost.
वादी में रहना है अल्ला हू अकबर कहना है।
यहां चलेगा निज़ाम ए मुस्तफा, हां!
बटव वरय बटन्याओ सान अस्य गस्य पनुन पकस्तान।
Translation
No K.P [Kashmiri pandit] males only females to procreate, to make Kashmir a terroristic, sick, lifeless, dry, xeric, sanguinary blood in a creek, grotesque site to see, a nasty place, hate to berate but, women in the valley have been tortured and raped, ravaged homes and temples, all the sites like jollity eating termite, solid damage.
But I'm not a sage, got to put the pen to the page, say why I'm enraged, we've been cornered, trampled and caged, but we still remember, those extremely painful days, and I'm sayin'...
ब छुस यि वानान ( ×3)
येल्यी हुकूमत छ जान
त्येल्ये बट क्याज़ छ वदान, हां!?
This is what I'm sayin' (×3)
If the govt's so nice,
why are K.P's cryin' and payin', huh!?
{Bridge}
Finna block, gunlock, mach in shock, no poppycock, K.P's left in flocks, gory deadlock.
A woman in a lumber mill,
My ma remembers still, vividly.
A woman was raped horrificly,
then killed her by a saw,
RIPPED apart in half.
{2nd VERSE}
I fire cartridges of words, my mouth's a weapon that duly stuns, shuns hypocrites, instills a thought, they shot real bullets from AK's that instilled a lot of fear and killed a ton of KP's,
left deceased, cries unheard, sheer volume of tears could form multitudinous oceans and seas. We're unsung, been stung, dispersed, far flung, no news, gung-ho reporters, political sellouts in the motherfuckin' agencies,
we've been through it all,
lord knows our horrific downfall,
uncanny resilience,
been mocked regardless of our sheer brilliance,
tho we did appal.
That's the crux of the verse I'm layin' y'all.
{OUTRO}
बटन पयज़ रोज़उन इक्वट
इस गाने का यही अर्थ है ।
Go Google "Exodus of Kashmiri Pandits", you'll appreciate the intrepidity and appreciate the community even more.
Peace.
5 сен 2024
