Bure Din Lyrics - Seedhe Maut feat. Mick Jenkins | New Hindi Song 2024
Bure Din Lyrics is a beautiful song sung by Seedhe Maut Ft Mick Jenkins and presented by the Seedhe Maut Music label. The music for this captivating track Bure Din has been given by Hissab, with heartfelt lyrics penned by Seedhe Maut Ft Mick Jenkins. Seedhe Maut has skillfully directed the music video for Bure Din.
Bure Din Song Details:
Directed by: Seedhe Maut
Music Label: Seedhe Maut
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Bure Din Lyrics
Haara nahi, haara nahi
Yeah, jo seekhta hai haar se
Jo seekhta hai haar se, wo haara nahi
Jalta hai aap se, wo taara nahi
Jo seekhta hai haar se, wo haara nahi
Jo seekhta hai haar se, wo haara nahi
Jalta hai Hisab
This that cheers to my bure din
This that cheers to my buri raat
This that likhta hoon
Taaki tair paoon bina doobe aaj
Hello, mister Dubey, kya aap
Dekh paa rahe ho mere aks ko?
Gaali-galauj se paar mere lafz ko?
Ladai-dhadaai se paar mere laksh ko?
Chudam-chudaai se paar mere waqt ko? Shaayad nahi
Jo seekhta hai haar se, wo haara nahi
Jalta hai aap se, wo taara nahi
Jalta hai aag se, hai taara wahi
Main jalta tha aashiki mein saara din
Pighalta tha aashiki mein saari raat
Teri-meri chhod, ye humaari baat hai
Teri-meri saans nahi, ye humaari saans hai
Hamaara lagaav hai, humaara khwab hai
Hamaara prasaad hai, hamaara paap hai
Jaan-e-jaan, bhagwan jaanta hai
Mere pyaar se shaitaan bhaagta hai
Mere pen ki lakeer se brahmand naap jaaye
Lekin likhta nahi hoon kyunki haath kaanpata hai ye wala fir
Ye wala hai cheers to my bure din
Ye wala hai cheers to my buri raat
Ye wala hai likhta hoon
Taaki tair paoon bina doobe aaj
Hello, mister Dubey, kya aap
Ye wala hai cheers to my bure din
Ye wala hai cheers to my buri raat
Ye wala hai likhta hoon
Taaki tair paoon bina doobe aaj
Hello, mister Dubey, kya aap
Hello, mister Doobe-aap
Hello, mister Toote-aap
Hello, mister gaane-bana-rahe-the-jage-poori-raat
Hello, mister bade-khwab
Hello, mister fuck-it-up
Hello, mister gaane-to-yaad-hain-khud-hi-ko-bhoole-aap
Hello, mister fake-hai-love
Hello, mister shake-it-off
Hello, mister yahin-wo-rahe-to-hoge-poore-aap
Hello, mister tedhi-raah
Hello, mister faded-aap
Hello, mister nashon-mein-dhoondo-jo-kabhi-milen-na
Chaahiye thoda cash and I get by
Poore karoon plans so I can’t die
This that cheers to my bura time
This that cheers to my look-a-likes
Jinhein dikhe mere bhi bada bhai
Ye wala hai cheers to the fam,
Jo saath nahi chhode kabhi mera
Cheers to the land, jo paal ke kare bada mujhe
Cheers to the man, jo jaan ke deta salaah mujhe
Cheers to the stand I took, jab bura laga mujhe
Ye wala hai cheers to my bure din
Ye wala hai cheers to my buri raat
Ye wala hai likhta hoon
Taaki tair paoon bina doobe aaj
Hello, mister Dubey, kya aap
Ye wala hai cheers to my bure din
Ye wala hai cheers to my buri raat
Ye wala hai likhta hoon
Taaki tair paoon bina doobe aaj
Hello, mister Dubey, kya aap
Took an E, took an A, took a R
Took an N, everytime I took a L
I was on the cusp but I really couldn’t tell
I was on the bus with a pocket full of drive
Didn’t talk too much when I had to sit still
Even keeled, if they mentioned my walk
Couldn’t expire but the pressure would mold
It would inspire all the questions I fought
Like why the bad prosper and why the good fold?
Or why the bill folds never fill up our pot?
Wasn’t blindfolded, they knew that we can see
Nicodemus, I question everything I was taught
All my dreams, they would seem outta reach
Same way, inseams wouldn’t reach, I was just too tall
Moving the needle, adjusting the hem
Piece it together, I’m quilting it all
No security blankets could keep it together
And we got the pressure of milking it all
Not too much leisure,
A ni^^a been vetting his measurements,
Specially when mixing with y’all
I might take a breather
But I ain’t gone let up these lessons,
They definitely get written for y’all
Tabhi main likhta hoon, jitna main likh sakta hoon
Chahe Dilli ho ya fir Kasol ye wala ha
Ye wala hai cheers to my bure din
Ye wala hai cheers to my buri raat
Ye wala hai likhta hoon taaki tair paoon bina doobe aaj
Hello, mister Dube, kya aap
Ye wala hai cheers to my bure din
Ye wala hai cheers to my buri raat
Ye wala hai tairta hoon taaki likh paoon bina doobe aaj
Hello, mister Dube, kya aap
Samajh paa rahe ho?
Ladai-dhadaai ki baaton se,
In club-clubon ki baaton se
In pyaari-pyaari shaklon ke peeche
Beech mein jo hum
Ghire hain uske baal dekh ke
Kya aap samajh paa rahe ho, mister Dube?
Kyunki cheezen sataati rahengi
Par hum cheezon ko sataate rahenge,
Aage aate rahenge
Apni khamiyon se khud ko behtar karte rahenge
Aur sab ki lekar rahenge
Sahte rahenge lekin doguna dekar rahenge
Jawaab, baat, khwab, pyaar, salika, vichar, shuruaat, ant
Main kabhi tha sober, kabhi tha bhand
Kabhi unhappy, ab dard mein bhi fun hai
Ab dard mein bhi fun hai, janaab
Ye wala hai cheers to my bure din
Ye wala hai cheers to my buri raat
Ye wala hai tairta hoon taaki likh paoon bina
Written by: Seedhe Maut Ft Mick Jenkins
