Sidhu Moose Wala – Eyes On Me Lyrics & Translation

No one will be able to save you
Listen to what I’m saying
I can destroy everything

Hey!
The Kidd!

A perfectly good life
You will turn into chaos
That Snapchat of yours
Will get you shot

Showing off like that
Taking cars on loans
People don’t just advise — they threaten
Calls will start coming

Go ahead, pass your time
Your style isn’t lacking
But you are just a rabbit now
And this is the age of cheetahs

Those who raise their heads
Are the ones being targeted
A bullet kept in the chamber
The atmosphere is tense

Those statements are lies
That come out on microphones
Mixed-up accusations
Fall on the so-called villains

Don’t just stay careless somewhere
Watching from the sky above
Now messengers of death
Arrive riding bikes

No one remains someone’s son here
And it turns into a grave
A bullet, at any moment
Can become someone’s lover (fatal attachment)

That’s why I tell you
Stay prepared
Here even a decent man
Can turn into something ruined

With surveillance, your location
Turns into a mapped target
The messenger of death
Can become something like WhatsApp

So don’t come trusting
Just anyone
Among friends, even trust
Can turn into a trap

Where you go, where you come
Eyes are on every route
Times are such
That everyone is suspicious

Bombs arrive
Packed inside gifts
Your good deeds
Are what luck uses to save you

A man with an automatic weapon
Doesn’t hesitate even for a moment
The whole area
Smells of gunpowder

Don’t step outside
Without bulletproof cars
Friends and strangers alike
Won’t let you escape from behind

What’s the big deal about a car?
First comes the armed force
These days, kid, here
Talk happens through uniforms (authority/police)

News from outside
Ends up locked behind bars
Wandering souls roam
Carrying AKs in their bags

Some strike like travelers
But attack from behind
Real men are those
Who face you chest-to-chest

That six-foot-tall Jatt
Carries double the accusations
The name “Sidhu Moosewala”
Is death for enemies

Sidhu Moosewala, the Jatt, dear
Is death for his enemies
Sidhu Moosewala, the Jatt, dear
Is death for his enemies