Emiway Bantai & Token – Sadak 2.0 Lyrics in English (Translation)

Hashtag Sadak
Emiway Bantai (Haha)
Maloom Hai Na?
Nahi Maloom Toh Sun
Haan Bhardalo Bhai

Hashtag Street
This is Emiway Bantai
You know me, right?
If not, then listen up
Yeah, turn the volume up, brother

Aa De De
Maidan Mein Har Hit Hai Che-Che
Jaise Yuvraj Hum Rulake Bheje
Pay-Day, Kharcha Paani Dera Saare Rappero Ko
Hawe Mein Baithe Jo Mic Pe Chillare Mayday
Chepe, Jhooth Record Pe Khaali Tepe
Chilam Wali Dhua Leke Kill Hum Karke Baithe
Tera Khaali Vape Hai
Banra Tu Chep Hai
Bachkane, Bachchon Mein Khel Jaake Beyblade

Come on
Every hit I make in the field is a six
Like Yuvraj Singh, I send them back crying
It’s payday, I’m funding all these rappers
Those sitting high in the air are screaming “Mayday!” on the mic
Fake people only spit lies on records
We sit smoking chillum smoke after killing tracks
Your smoke is just vape
You’re acting cheap
Go play Beyblade with little kids

Tu Cap Karta Mic Pe
Tu Rap Karta Whack, Karun Pack Bodybag Mein
Baitha Dum Karke Naak Mein
Tere Baat Mein Koi Baat Nahi, Ja Baad Mein Aa Baad Mein
Harayenge Mujhe Beta Ye Bharam Hai
Khuda Ka Diya Karam Hai
Kala Dikhara Kalam Hai
Gala Dilon Ka Malam Hai
Aankhon Mein Tere Jalan Hai
Kyunki Main 12 Saal Se Hoon Scene Mein
Aur Aaj Bhi Hum Garam Hai

You cap on the mic
Your rap is weak, I’ll pack you into a body bag
I’ve got everyone shaken up
Your words mean nothing, talk later
Thinking they can defeat me is just an illusion
It’s God’s blessing
My pen displays my art
My voice heals hearts
Your eyes burn with jealousy
Because I’ve been in the scene for 12 years
And I’m still hot today

Hashtag Sadak
Haan Emiway Bantai
Hashtag Sadak
Haan Token Hai Saath Mein
Hashtag Sadak
Tu Tera Dekh Mera Ekdam Kadak
Hashtag Sadak
Aaj Global Pochadale

Hashtag Street
Yeah, Emiway Bantai
Hashtag Street
Yeah, Token is with me
Hashtag Street
Mind your own business, mine is solid
Hashtag Street
Today we made it global

T-Top Of The Beat
Two Peas In A Pod
Tea Make Cheese With The Pod Like He Steve Jobs
Count Green Like He Put A Clock On The Tree Top
I Defeat Y’all On The Feet Like I Am Reebok
Lightheaded, Head With The Lights Like A Street Cop
I Am Elite So The World Stop When A Speech Drop
I Got So Many Barbies
I Got An Army With The Barbies
But I Can’t Change To A Ken
I Ain’t K-Dot

Top of the beat
Two peas in a pod
Making cheese like Steve Jobs
Counting money like hanging clocks on treetops
I defeat everyone on foot like Reebok
Light flashing on my head like a street cop
I’m elite, the world stops when I speak
I got so many Barbies
An entire army of Barbies
But I can’t turn into Ken
I’m not Kendrick

But I Took Token To A Toucan Sam
Cause I Am Froot Loops, Funny That I Am Full Of Flavor
Fridge Full Of Food For The Fruits Of My Labor
Honeymoon Phase, F*** A Moon Phase
Big Spoon Tryna Tell My Little Spoon
I Am Tryna Find Out How Another Spoon Taste

I took Token like Toucan Sam
Because I’m full of flavor like Froot Loops
My fridge is full from the fruits of my labor
Forget moon phases, I’m in honeymoon phase
Big spoon trying to guide little spoon
But I’m curious how another spoon tastes

I Do Not Doom Scroll
But I Always Wear A Mask So I Got A Mf Doom Face
Started On The Tube
I Came Out Of The Tube Like I Am Toothpaste
I Don’t F*** With A Groupie Cause They Know How The Group Taste

I don’t doomscroll
But I wear a mask like MF Doom
Started on YouTube
Came out the tube like toothpaste
I don’t mess with groupies
Because they know how the whole group tastes

So Many Rappers Inside Her, She Like A Clue Tape
So Many Rappers Inside Her, That Girl A Mixtape
Closest I Get To Cracking A Smile Is A Cringe Face
Cruise Till I Crash, Craft Bread Like A Crisp Crepe
Click Clack, Put Him In The Clinic, I Am A Class Act
India To America, Anything Is Possible

So many rappers been with her, she’s like clue tape
So many rappers inside her, she’s a mixtape
The closest I get to smiling is a cringe face
Cruising till I crash, making crisp bread like crepes
Click-clack, put him in a clinic, I’m a class act
From India to America, anything is possible

Hashtag Sadak
Haan Global Pochadale
Hashtag Sadak
Haan Saath Mere Bolo Sab
Hashtag Sadak
Tu Tera Dekh Mera Ekdam Kadak

Hashtag Street
Yeah, we made it global
Hashtag Street
Everybody say it with me
Hashtag Street
Mind your own business, mine is solid

Haan Bechare Dekho Aare Wo Kar Aaye Koshish
Bantai Bohotich Hard, Koi Na Haraye Wo Cheez
Jab Aaya Main To Dhua Uthe
Hua Inhe Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis

Look at these poor guys trying so hard
Bantai is too hard, nobody can beat this
When I arrive, smoke rises everywhere
Like a volcanic eruption giving them lung disease

Gaade Four Feet
Bina Koi Notice
Hum Laare No Diss
Ye Aayenge To Phir
Na Denge Maafi
Ye Registan Hai, Yele Sharjah Trophy

I bury them four feet deep
Without any warning
We didn’t come with a diss
But if they come at us
There’ll be no forgiveness
This desert is ours, take your Sharjah trophy

Tu Karta Khaali Yaha Manipulation
Hum Certified Artist Bina Certification
Silly Baate Kare Ye Tabhi To Meri Hilli
Tu Mere Liye Floccinaucinihilipilification

You only manipulate people
We’re certified artists without certificates
They talk nonsense, that’s why I got irritated
To me, you’re completely worthless

English Classes Chalun Hai
Bade Bade Akshar Dera Kaanon Mein
Maza Aara Ki Nahi
Flow Pe Flow Yahan Chalu Hai
Teko Maloom Hi Nahi Chhote Sahi Mein Kaun Hoon Main

English classes are going on
I’m feeding your ears giant words
Are you enjoying it or not?
Flow after flow keeps coming
You really don’t know who I truly am

Hum Hustle Se Masle Mitai
Faasle Ugai, Kisaan Hai
Bas Seedha Chaati Pe Beat Nahi Ye Zidane Hai
Deewane Feet Pe Nachate Hum Dabake

We solve problems through hustle
We grow distance like farmers grow crops
This isn’t just a beat to the chest, this is Zidane-level impact
We make fans dance hard on their feet

Skills Lage Dino Peeche Aaya 10 Chapake
Fans Bolke Inki Bars Se Lo Na
Laya Brick Tu Khaali Lage Bahar Se Sona
Married To The Game Nahi Married Hoon Na
Rakhu Halka Haath Toh Bhi Hum Goal Maare Na

Skills like Ronaldinho with number 10 on my back
Fans asking for lessons through my bars
I brought real bricks while you only look golden outside
I’m not married to the game because I’m actually married
Even with a light hand, I still score goals

Somvaar Hai Na Tere Liye, Mere Liye Ravivaar
Chhutti Kara Du Deke Bars Hoga Tadipaar
Shani Tere Peeche, Lada Guru Se Tu Badi Baat
Budh Ban Baitha Kar Shukr Warna Mangal Paar

For you it’s Monday, for me every day is Sunday
My bars will give you forced vacation and exile
Saturn is after you, challenging your guru is a big thing
Sit calmly like Buddha and be thankful, or you’ll end up beyond Mars

Bhejdunga Wanda Nahi, Khone Wala
Jo Bhi Mila, Mila Tujhe Do Nivaala
Shoutout To Jo Bhi Mere Opp Ke Sath Kaam Kare
Hate Deke Dhanda Nahi Hone Wala

I’ll send you away, you’ll lose everything
Whatever you got was barely two bites worth
Shoutout to everyone working with my enemies
You can’t build success through hate

Kaun Hai Lala
Mere Jaisa Sabko Pyar De
Bantai Alag Kyun Hai Yahi To Baat Hai
Hindustan Mera Zindabad
Poora Bharat Khada Saath Mere Ek Awaaz Pe

Who else spreads love like me?
That’s what makes Bantai different
Long live India
The whole country stood beside me with one call

Mumbai Se Baithe Dil Lootre Bhai
Fans Tere Khaali Computer Hai Bhai
Punjab Se Paaji, South Se Anna
North Se Mere Khaas Gujjar Hai Bhai

We sit in Mumbai stealing hearts
Your fans are only computer-generated
Brothers from Punjab, brothers from the South
And Gujjar brothers from the North

Kyu Kare Bhai Ek Hi Style
Ek Boli Lage Meri Jaise 6 Missile
Halka Nahi Sab Kaam Hai Heavy Bhai
Bohot Meethe Hai Chore Jalebi Bhai

Why should I stick to one style?
One line from me hits like six missiles
Nothing we do is light, everything is heavy
The boys here are sweet like jalebi

Gaane Aate Mere Sadak Se
Tu Shaana Toh Yede Main Narak Se
Local Train Flow Mere Aate Sare Idhar Sarak Gaye
Gale Mein Hai Ice Tabhi Lita Diya Barf Pe

My songs come straight from the streets
If you think you’re smart, I’m from hell itself
My local-train flow makes everyone move aside
There’s ice on my neck, so we lay them on ice

Flows Handle Karu Jaise Main Hoon Moses
Soch Tere Show Pe Main Show Karu, Oh Sh*T
Sick Mera Style, 12 Saal Ki Ye Koshish
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

I handle flows like Moses handled the sea
Imagine me showing up at your show — oh sh*t
My style is sick, this is 12 years of hard work
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

Hashtag Sadak
Hashtag Sadak
Hashtag Sadak
Tu Tera Dekh Mera Ekdam Kadak

Hashtag Street
Hashtag Street
Hashtag Street
Mind your own business, mine is solid