Game of Thrones (Main Title) [feat. Lindsey Stirling] - Peter Hollens

Tujhko pataa hai KNAV in the house Baawe tu Dilli se hai aur bro mai bhi Toronto kyu lagra hai saala farebi Bande yahaa hustling pe desi hai daily Kuchh samay dedo and they'll know me baby Khair Insta pe sab lage Daisy Sab lage wow, saala sab lage easy Banda jo ghanta na gaon ka Mann tha toh kar jaawe kuch toh bhi crazy Ram Ram bhai sareya ne Haryanvi bol rahe launde angrezi Rehne do bhai mere, trend to sahi hai par Tumse original toh lagreyo hai Neazy Fayeda kya ghanto bitane ka studio mien Chase hi karna jo clout Ankahi baatien hai baato ke baad bhi Toh who's gonna give that a shout Well, well, well, well There was time Jab rapper log yahape bando ko kar rahe the guide Rapper hi rapper ki copy kare hai ab Algorithmic hai sight Sab hi kare yahaa andhere mein fight Toh how will they bring forward light Lauda Tsunami na laana kisi ne Jab wave hi karni hai ride Oh Baby ye hai bhedchaal Tell me what's your name huh Trending hora scene toh ye lete pange straight bro Ye hai bhedchaal Ye hai bhedchaal Chalra chahe jo bhi behnchod copy hoga straight yahaa Baby ye hai bhedchaal Tell me what's your name huh Trending hora scene toh ye lete pange straight ya Ye hai bhedchaal Ye hai bhedchaal Chalra chahe jo bhi behnchod copy hoga straight yahaa Knav ye to bando ki mental design Tabhi rehta ni tension mien tera ye bhai Mai to pehle se alag tha par on the side Abhi sabhi se alag mai upar se high Kabhi kabhi bethu chalaa ke mai gaane Aur sunta ki naye bhi sab lag rahe puraane Aur kaise ek-aadh hi koi betha banaane Aur baaki sab teppe-pe-teppe hai jaa rahe Soche ke behti hai ganga to ho ke vo nanga Dhone ni buss haath usse, koode full banda Kab udega parda ye selfish bahaane se Kalaa ke kaatil vo artist hai saare Jo paise ke laalach mien nakal utaare Aur sunte ni logo ki jinko vo chah rahe Vo dekhe jab tere through mere hi gaane To samjhe kyu shimmmy ke saare deewane bro Tabhi mera trends mien vishwaas nahi Mai pen se vikasit content game mien maharathi Bohht hai lekin faulty, who copy the quality Vo bhed, hu mai bakri, ye fame hai sab farzi Na pain ho to art ni, buss ek track ki baat ni Jo bhar rahe tum catalog 6 mahine baad hi To khojoge matlab coz painting mien heart ni Aur game independent fir nirbhar kyu aadmi huh? All up with the fast flow ki passport ki need not I teleport, aur mai to Toronto ke hip hop ka Mascot All gassed up hai bande coz Dilli se behnchod Din ginti ke that's all Parindey ye rap to dekh udey har ghreh ke liye Koodenge bande bhi zameen se Cycle yehi hai pujenge, puchhenge ek ko fir dooje pe Mai To hairaan kaise inko na sooje ke Baby ye hai bhedchaal Tell me what's your name huh Trending hora scene toh ye lete pange straight bro Ye hai bhedchaal Ye hai bhedchaal Chalra chahe jo bhi behnchod copy hoga straight yahaa Baby ye hai bhedchaal Tell me what's your name huh Trending hora scene toh ye lete pange straight ya Ye hai bhedchaal Ye hai bhedchaal Chalra chahe jo bhi behnchod copy hoga straight yahaa

Alas my love you do me wrong To cast me off discourteously; And I have loved you for so long Delighting in your company. Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight, Greensleeves my heart of gold And who but my lady Greensleeves. I have been ready at your hand To grant whatever thou would'st crave; Oh I have waged both life and land Greensleeves was my heart of joy Your love and goodwill for to have. Greensleeves was my delight, Greensleeves my heart of gold And who but my lady Greensleeves. Thy petticoat of slender white With gold embroidered gorgeously; Thy petticoat of silk and white And these I bought gladly. Greensleeves was my heart of joy Greensleeves was my delight, Greensleeves my heart of gold And who but my lady Greensleeves.

Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine Tell her to make me a cambric shirt Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Without no seams nor needlework Then she'll be a true love of mine Tell her to find me an acre of land Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Between salt water and the sea sand Then she'll be a true love of mine Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme And gather it all in a bunch of heather Then she'll be a true love of mine Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Almost heaven, West Virginia Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River Life is old there, older than the trees Younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze Country roads, take me home To the place I belong (oh, I belong in) West Virginia (West Virginia), mountain mama (sweet mountain mama) Take me home, country roads All my memories gather 'round her Miner's lady, stranger to blue water Dark and dusty, painted on the sky Misty taste of moonshine, teardrops in my eye Country roads (oh, country roads), take me home (come set my Missouri) To the place I belong (oh, I belong in) West Virginia (West Virginia), mountain mama (sweet mountain mama) Take me home, country roads I hear her voice, in the morning hour she calls me The radio reminds me of my home far away And driving down the road, I get a feeling That I should've been home yesterday, yesterday Country roads (country roads), take me home (please leave the light on) To the place I belong (to the place where I belong) West Virginia (West Virginia), mountain mama (sweet mountain mama) Take me home, country roads (my West Virginia) Take me home, country roads (sweet mountain mama) Take me home (oh, take me home, please take me home) Country roads