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Bipolar
Hip-Hop/Rap
Bipolar è stato pubblicato il 20 giugno 2025 da Vineet Benjwal, Chirag Suryavanshi, Harjaspreet Singh come parte dell'album Teen Tigaade - EP
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Data di uscita20 giugno 2025
EtichettaVineet Benjwal, Chirag Suryavanshi, Harjaspreet Singh
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM95

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SUNL1T
SUNL1T
Performer
FAKIRA
FAKIRA
Performer
Vineet Benjwal
Vineet Benjwal
Vocals
Chirag Suryavanshi
Chirag Suryavanshi
Vocals
Harjaspreet Singh
Harjaspreet Singh
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
GD 47
GD 47
Lyrics
MTV Hustle Team
MTV Hustle Team
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chirag Suryavanshi
Chirag Suryavanshi
Producer
Varun Kapahi
Varun Kapahi
Mastering Engineer

Testi

VERSE 1: BENJA
Kara doon baby dhan ki varsha
Kharcha varcha le loon tera sarr pe apne
Sapne vapne karoon tere sach main sach me
Baby peshewar main
Sadkon par se gira utha
Sona zarr se
Tha sifar main
Ab shikhar pe
Befikar main, besabr main
Muntazir hoon, par safar me
Oppenheimer, mera prime ab
Bomb your a**, round ye five up
Shetty Anna k jaisa mai Dhadkan me bajunga
Aur Tum bhoolo mujhe aisa kabhi hone ni dunga
Pretty kitty kare purr aur mai Doberman bhookha
Har din naache mor, rehne dunga ni sookha
VERSE 2: FAKIRA
Bandi teri kal jo aaj kisi aur ki
Rahi ghoom baje boom boom-rah (Bumrah) ki ball si
Teri Baby Doll… shouting like a Doll B (dolby)
Usey pasand mera Atmos she no Normie
Kehti ‘I love to hike on your Para-Mount
Ride like a Bull-Red flag tera Body-Count
Wild like Pushpa… skills pe ni usey doubt
Bending her like Beckham… wo naam mera kare Shout!
Daddy Daddy… Pull Me Closer
Don’t Let Me Down… jaise ho tu ChainSmoker(s)
Rokungi ni tujhe ‘I swear chaahe jo kar'
Moving like a Snake on my Python… Bites when I choke her!
Sun Joker tu aur mai Harley Quinn!
Tu Marley na Bob ban ke ‘shove it in!
Ab lagta ni dil mera tere bin…
Oh Father… Oh Father… please let me Sin!
VERSE 3: SUNL1t
Paisa paisa ek jgah naa tikta ex ke jaisa...
I flexed her legs par, mere checks par, wo rhi aish kar,
buy her jewells expensive techs like apple watch, some Flipkart orders,
Fir aya ek din aisa..
Mujhe laga hoga koi aira gaira...
Pata chala koi or bhi mere jesa...
Uski life mai...
Saala uska ex tha..
Tab jaake mujhe spasht dikha,
That she is a f**king money replica...
Jisko zyada hai zaroorat uske paas nhi...
Jisko nhi hai zaroorat uspe extra...
Maybe pyaar mai likha hai sabka katna...
Ek ek ka sanam kitno mai bantna..
Par choro mujhko inn sab se kya...
Mai to krne laga hu track pe durghatna..
Kyunki jab bhi mai pair rakhun vocal booth mein...
Meri avaaz sunke mic ke paseene choot’te...
Fir bhi neurons mere self-doubt se joojhte...
Instrumentals mere bachhe chalte mujhse puch ke...
Ye shabd mere pote chipke rehte beat se....
Par aajkal dono mere paas nhi tikte...
Shayad mai ek acha baap nhi...
Kyunki ye beat or shabd mere haathon se rahe hai choot se...
Hua mai tabhi pagal, Abb karunga mind boggle,
Toh kon bhidega aakar, Jab fatunga jese baadal,
Fir bars ki hogi bar'ish, To song banega sagar,
Sar pe mere baal par song pe mai Saitama,
Koi bhi bolu baat, to mai logic ka baap...
So call me Aristotle, I am not an immortal..
Like Chelamma goddess, zodiac sign nhi hai scorpion...
Par track pe Sub Zero when I combat mortals...
Tez raftaar binaa car, mai track pe supermodel...
Par karta nhi heroine, cause I have some morals...
Bss chaar mere yaar, saare hai wafadaar, saath mai sanskaar, machaate haahaakaar! G***d faad kalakaar, kabhi maante nhi haar, likhde fatafat binaa soch naa vichaar, ek hi syllable ko pakadte baar baar,
Benja incoming in ek, do, teen, chaar...
VERSE 4: BENJA
Energy bolein ye la***y par saale linein ye kaate hain
Hum bhi hande ve galiyon k kari kaali yahan raatein hain
Baj re Dilli se Chandigarh, apni Bambai tak baatein hain
Khaata teekha ni phir bhi hu inki jala ra g****ein main
Jujutsu Kaisen
Ryomen rising
Ghussi baaj ye
Bol re gaaiki
Jin Kazama naslein gaayab ki
Khalnaayak jaise picture Ghai ki
Bruce Almighty
Full tabahi ki
Verse ne bhai ki
Jaise Latent
Jhel ye paye ni
F**k society
F**k sobriety
Fakira aaja cheer de mic ki
VERSE 5: FAKIRA
Haathon mein kataana liye launde chale kaatne
Darji bhi na paaye sil… g***in aisi faad dein
Shareer inka bhasm kar ke haath uspe taap lein
Humse muqaabla? itna dam kaha inki jh***t mein?
Launde saale kal ke ye kya panga lenge baaap se? Ye baapu to hum godse!
Maare sar pe hum rod de… fir bhaage saare laut ke… jaa ke pair pakdein God ke… par hum bhi yam ke ch*** kaise bhaagenge ye maut se!
Bhar li goli glock mein…
We marching jaise fauj mein…
Fatt ke chaar inki shock mein…
Fir ja ke chupp gye chauk mein…
Sannata saare scene mein… kutte bhi ni ab bhauk re…
Daude daude ye l***e dum daba ke bhaage khauf mein…
Ab sadkon pe pade hai saale lipte white chalk mein!
Written by: GD 47, MTV Hustle Team
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