
Chahat (Motivation Remix) Sharaf Qaisar Band (Ft. Azhar Ali, JJ47, Mani (FRA) & Shag)
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[Hook: Azhar Ali]
Teri yad satawe, rati nendar na awe
Dil dubda jawe, teri khabar na awe
Mangan rab tu duawan, tenu mor le awe
Kar de kujh aisa, tenu heer bana
[Verse 1: Shag] [English]
Muthafuckin' "S", Muthfuckin' "Q"
Muthafuckin'"B", you know its heat
My muthfuckin' steez too gutter for most
Perfect match for the mic, like butter on toast
SQ and SHAG, two murderous locs
With a sick fuckin' mind, that murderers know
Murder a ho, with my murderous flow
Put me on the stage, I will murder the show!
If there's a mic on the stage
Then my rhymes should be blazed
Since the time, I was raised
In my mind, I was great
But the stakes of my fate, confined to the hate
A hate-bred, crazed-head, Buddha lovin', haze head
Now i burn mics, no need to blaze texts
You know what it is, you know how i do
Holding it down for the SQ Crew!
Puff, puff pass, got weed to bless
My "motivation", like DMS!
SQB! - A troublesome set
Double the best, double the threat
Double whatever ya veterans rep!
Old but gold like Isis
Ohh the flow is priceless
'Fa sure you know who's nicest
I'm K-City's Finest!
Teri yad satawe, rati nendar na awe
Dil dubda jawe, teri khabar na awe
Mangan rab tu duawan, tenu mor le awe
Kar de kujh aisa, tenu heer bana
[Verse 1: Shag] [English]
Muthafuckin' "S", Muthfuckin' "Q"
Muthafuckin'"B", you know its heat
My muthfuckin' steez too gutter for most
Perfect match for the mic, like butter on toast
SQ and SHAG, two murderous locs
With a sick fuckin' mind, that murderers know
Murder a ho, with my murderous flow
Put me on the stage, I will murder the show!
If there's a mic on the stage
Then my rhymes should be blazed
Since the time, I was raised
In my mind, I was great
But the stakes of my fate, confined to the hate
A hate-bred, crazed-head, Buddha lovin', haze head
Now i burn mics, no need to blaze texts
You know what it is, you know how i do
Holding it down for the SQ Crew!
Puff, puff pass, got weed to bless
My "motivation", like DMS!
SQB! - A troublesome set
Double the best, double the threat
Double whatever ya veterans rep!
Old but gold like Isis
Ohh the flow is priceless
'Fa sure you know who's nicest
I'm K-City's Finest!
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