Gale Pe Nok - Shaikhspeare, GRAVITY & Yogi Vish (Official Music Video)

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"Gale Pe Nok" is a hardcore Hip-hop song influenced by the sounds of old-school hip-hop rap groups like Wu-tang clan & Onyx". GRAVITY is kickstarting the track with a chantable hook leading into his gritty verse that represents brown power along with Shaikhspeare bringing in his punchline heavy verse with some unheard flows over the menacing yet groovy boom bap instrumentals produced by Yogi Vish.
Enjoy this raw, gritty & badass music video.

🎵Audio Credits:
Written, composed & performed by: GRAVITY & Shaikhspeare
Beat Produced by Yogi Vish.

🎬Video Credits:
Video Shot, Edited & Directed by : Hitesh Anchan
Assisted by : Addy
Artwork and Creatives: Adam

Special Thanks to Chetan Rohidas Patil

Connect With:
Shaikhspeare:
GRAVITY :
Yogi Vish :
Hitesh Anchan:
Addy:
Adam:

Lyrics:

[Hook]
Gale pe nok, gale pe nok,
Gale pe nok, gale pe nok.
Gale pe nok, gale pe nok,
Gale pe nok, gale pe nok.
Mere jo log yeh sehte bohot,
Karo witness ab mera yeh tone.
Jalegi bheed, machega shor,
Tere business ka ghatega raub. (x2)

[Verse 1: GRAVITY]
Mai thoda optimistic, optics na limited,
What the fuck kinda concoction is this?
Old school soul but futuristic.
The emotion is -
We are brown and not limited!
But the internet redneck has confusing vision.
Par na fuck dete!
Hum rutbe mein jaate international,
Gaane likhte aise,
Khudki bhasha mein ab khulta passion.
Khudka castle build karte, Underground Kingz,
With my medicine and melanin, super brown skin!
Yes, I am sweaty!
Yes, because I'm working hard!
Still becoming, this reckoning
Might in result in mental wars.
Went too far,
Far into my psyche with this scent of God.
Now these people hating on my people,
So I vent with art!
Art of War, Mahabharat,
Use it to defuse a blind disciple,
Show the heart of Bharat.
Made in India, woh bindiya lagati jaise laser gunpoint,
Khilaati bhindiya, mere saath phoonke...
(You get the point!)
I represent elite lyricists,
Pen mein dekh supreme genesis.
Yaha pe bohot weak men,
With weak will, no deep reverence.
Street level pe na cheap gimmicks,
We keep reppin', it's a re-telling,
Of our dependence, or a lack thereof.
Burn the hate and pass the torch!

[Verse 2: Shaikhspeare]
Gale pe nok, killer bees,
Murder scene - killer 3
Guillotine, kalam-ink, spill a bean
Killing machine - Figure of speech
Music ka fiend, nicotine
Takin' it back to streets
Pick up a team, colour and theme
Phatega sheet, flows on flows,
Badhe hai streams, bade hai dreams!
Jalega cream, Hip-Hop mein doobe,
Chale hum deep, bane hakim
Aur bhains ke aage na bajate been,
You know what I mean!
Gale mein ice, seene mein aag
Jale pe namak, gale pe nok
Khaane mein gosht-daal roz ki baat,
Main poora sick, aspatal!
Khule moshpit ab, roshni gul
Teri pohoch nahi idhar
Tere fauj mein tipper-chiller
Hum Bombay ke baddest hardcore chhore!
Bante chaukidaar par yeh desi rappers so rahe
Bech ke ghode, pade beat pe kode
Phir bhaage jaise Hindustan se gore!
Beche hum gareebi nahi, dil ki ameeri yahan
Kala nahi inme aur na hi kala ko lete serious
Yaha na stand-up, chal ey comedian!
Gully mein dada bante, asal mein yeh children!
Main battle rap veteran, Hindi par na yeh medium
Bombay represent, shoutout to only Vivian!
Shaikhspeare, main OG jaise William!
Street ya industry, dono jagah, amphibian...