Music by: Sean YKV
Artist: The South Dandies Swaraj
Mix and Master: Princeten Charles
Recording: Suresh Pawar (Globe Studio)
Edited by: Veeru Krishan Mohan (The Quint)
Produced by: Divya Talwar (The Quint)
Lyrics of Republic Rap: Unfree - Namma Kacheri
Chorus
This one’s an Indie song, check it out,
It’s a local rap
Unfree
Our concert is on the way
Unfree
Our concert is on the way
One desire, two desires, it’s all human rapacity
Our song, our dance, our rhythm, our trend
MSV’s tune, Isaignani’s lyrics
Darling, I dream of you...
Raakamma clap your hands
I grew up with these tunes, in Mumbai I was born
Bhagat Singh, Chandra Bose, Ambedkar, Lokmanya, Laxmi Bai, Mangal Pandey, Sarojini, Doctor APJ.
Your praise, my voice
My birth, your pride
Music in me till I die
I read about these back in school;
Patriotism, harmony
Do you know what they are?
Is it good enough to just say them out loud?
The doers who died so others can live
This one’s for them
This one’s YKV’s
To beg is to die without glory
SDS Bahubali
Don’t fake pray and religion
Don’t fight within yourselves
It’s okay sometimes to just let go
But life’s not about giving it up!
If you don’t get it, just go go
Don’t cuss ... Don’t do no voodoo
Don’t hate on me with a knife or gun
Just live for a reason… find a reason to live
Who’s a Tamilian who ain’t got no sauce?
Sins never go away, truth never shows?
Black money, coal scam, poverty, corruption, alcoholism, rape...
For years they’ve been meditating.
Porn ban... Oh yeah
Same sh*t happens everywhere
The sins, they just don’t end… end... end
Chorus
2G Badshah ransacked his kingdom
Illicit coal blocks block Windfall income
Blood money to uphold my nation
In an up-to-minute irrational fashion
Stamp paper Telgi killed community
To nourish his family senior sports minister Kalmadi was detained under sections 120b and 420
Death sentence makes sense
It should be imposed on the adversary of society
Common wealth invaded common man
Swiss Banks managed by wrong hands
We’re at war but we forget the consequences of post-traumatic stress, illegal business endorsed by shady government
Fails to summon up the oath
They’re all ignorant
Hatred speech triggers the sentiment of innocent citizens
Triumphs over cloudy days
Dwelling in the hope that one day truth shall prevail
So behave
Guilty party may rest in jail
Freedom of speech is out on bail
To reach the youth
To root canal the rotten decaying tooth to speak the truth.
How do I write this tragedy?
How do I write this tragedy... that’s in my heart
Chorus
This ain’t yesterday … it’s tomorrow
The state of my nation Is like a flower that’s abloom in a mire of blood
There’re too many bosses here
And not a single good leader
There’s wolfpacks that hunt women
The soldier guards the motherland and loses his own land
He knows this, but it’s just out of his hands
The rift that’s a gift of religion and case
It split the bond between man and man
Humanity’s now wretched
What you gonna win, if you don’t get this?
Saint Tukaram, Subramaniya Bharathi, the great poet who sowed patriotism
Bharat Matha, Velu Naachiyaar Are the kind of women you’ll find here
Abdul Kalam says, “When youth think new, true bonds will come through.’’
This is our moment, the world’s eyes are on us
The flag is flying high, flying up
There’s fireworks all over the sky
Sing the song VANDE MATARAM
Sing the song VANDE MATARAM
Chorus
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