خود سلطان از قدیم فهمید یوتیوب راه درستشه ولی همکاری با رادیو جوان باعث شد کاری نکنه ،الان مثل اینکه با رادیو جوان تمام کردن، و میخواد با قدرت از طریق یوتیوب با قدرت بیاد بالا ، چون یوتیوب الان خیلی بیشتر جا افتاده
@@a.h.s9884 الحق که حرفت حق بود، اره حاجی الان یوتیوب خیلی ترند تره، وقتشه رادیو جوات و بقیه کاسه کوزه رو جمع کنن، ارتیستای محبوب که فسخ کنن باهاش، کم کم کمرنگ میشه
یاااااس چرا نمیای چرا نمیخونی تو تنها نیستی..چون کلی آدم هست بع عشق تو هر روز زندگی میکنیم ❤تورو خدااا برگرد نشون بده خودتو کلی یاااسی هست باتو نفس میکشع 😢😢😢
اونقدر لیریک این آهنگ قشنگه که در وصف قدرت و صلابتش نمیدونم چی بگم فقط بگم یاس عزیز با اینکه آهنگ ایرانی دوست ندارم تو تنها کسی هستی که صداشو آهنگا و مخصوصا لیریک آهنگاتو دوست دارم🧡
عجیب اینه هر چقد ک حالم بدتره کارم بهتره اونی ک تا طلوع آفتاب بیداره کم میخوابم چون خواب خواب میاره از در و دیواره خونه داستان میباره آشنا و بیگانه واسه داشته هات میخوانت👑🔥
@@setareh-fineartd9270 اینا چرت و پرته محتوی فقط سامان پستون نه ببخشید ویلسون میگه که: سر کوچه تا دم سوپر پای راست رو گاز پای چپ رو کولر بشه همه جام خنک بیوفتم دنبال بادکنک سرشااااار از محتوی
English Lyrics (& Interpretation. Translating Farsi is hard without context): Hours pass like seconds Wondering free within rhymes Hopeful for what’s left of the journey For your ears the perfect sommelier (In Iran a person who pours you drinks is also gifted at conversation and doubles as a therapist of sorts. Yas is saying he has the cure for your ears with this track) Surrounded by controversy The message lost in the rhymes prepared, en route to the depths an innate talent that’s bomb but what could I say to bear weight on a mind that’s cracked and dented? If I say “it’s all good” that’s a lie The cure for your wounds is salt (salt prevents wounds from closing and healing. This is the basis of a Farsi saying) Colours take on a darker shade an epidemic of deep silence Lemme spill the salt (both referring to the earlier mention of salt, but also spilling salt means making a joke in Farsi. Double meaning) Else there’s no dawn at the end of these nights. No. Closed my eyes while deep in thought Behind my pupils my eyes still wide (referring to his mind's eye being open even through closed eyes. Possibly referencing Eyes Wide Shut) Sitting in the corner of my mind (Iranian phrase meaning being deep in thought) awaiting another miracle! (Yas is waiting for his brain to put out another killer track) Preoccupied with numbers One zero roll back (alludes to watching numbers go up on a counter) I’m cruising on this path till the claws of slumber tug on my collar But not again would I let this one pass me Slap myself to keep myself awake It’s strange how the worse I feel, the better I rap I’m the one who’s up till sunrise I seldom sleep cuz sleep brings slumber (sleep and slumber are the same word in Farsi. Yas is saying that sleeping can lead to reduced awareness) This house is brimming with stories Acquaintances and strangers both want you for your worth [Break] I look at that corner of the room To the button with a bloodstain (refers to the record button with a red circle on it, likening it to a droplet of blood) Go and push that button Challenge this city once more with your words A dry twig in your eyes (a dead stare) No soil, no water, but still in growth I take a look around me and hold the microphone in my clenched fist I see the sky as my ceiling (sky is the limit) Work on my work in solitude Arrange the latest (rhymes) in my notebook Aim my phrases at your cranium: POW! Soft War, is it not? The fact of rap: a loose jaw (Loose jaw in Iran refers to someone who speaks without a filter. Yas is saying that speaking the critical truth is an inherent aspect of rap music) I’m a man of thought My throat is dry, I’m behind the window [Chorus] To hell with the dealers (referring to those who capitalize on art, not drug dealers) to frameworks & templates (referring to formulaic music and art) to strangers and the familiar I’m stood upon the bulwark of my beliefs To hell with the dealers to frameworks & templates to strangers and the familiar I’m stood upon the bulwark of my beliefs Poison coursing through veins instead of blood Making bread from stone (making a living through exploitation) It’s interesting that no matter whether you win or lose, they’ll know to say ‘I called it!’ Stung by enemies, stung by friends (the sting of words) Dodging bullets all day This story goes on until one day, your sun is on the yardarm (Farsi phrase meaning when you're nearing your death) Every day number than the last Full of ideas but no platform to shine on Is it even possible to fit all the water from the sea into a swimming pool? (Yas is likening rap and music to a vast limitless sea that authoritarian regimes are aiming to contain within a limited framework through censorship) Anxious, brimming with heat (rage) Not saying I’m not motivated When they bring art down to the ground (to its knees) I’m the one who has to check its feet and arms for pebbles (When art is disrespected with capitalistic intentions, the real artist has to suffer and nurture it back to health) Passing through hordes of sickly infected ears An unsophisticated market has become the sole inheritor of Iran’s art At an impasse of my intensifying hatred Oh lord, behold the voice that gains credibility! A voice which, in the course of a year, goes from zero to climbing 100 steps and thus rendering music and art paralyzed from its very foundations (Yas is sarcastically implying that certain artists seem to go from zero to hero in a suspiciously short timeframe, which calls the rich history of art into question) Let’s put it like this: it’s 99 percent politics The remaining 1 percent, sure let’s call it merit! loose-tongued and brain brand-new (brand-new here meaning an unused brain) suddenly influential after a couple of tracks half on the mic and half on the bong (Yas actually says ‘half on the vase’. This is referring to someone who spends an equal time on their art and leisure) Paved his way with a cheap hit Took to the podium and just showed off Racked up the dollars overnight lips and mouths just chanted platitudes In practice just focused on figures and numbers on a card (Credit card numbers) Any market with these guys in charge is better off just being sealed shut with clay! But bon appétit! Good on you! (Halal to you. A phrase that comes from Islam, but could also mean 'I forgive you') Cheers to you! Godspeed! Your manager extracts your essence in a year (referring to quick exploitation of talent by the industry) Let my sharp tongue be gold to you (though I’m being critical, I’m trying to help you) This method of capitalization Is what sold you and skedaddled The other side of the story is a cartel You finish writing (your confession) and your hand gets stomped on! (This bit is really hard to translate without some knowledge of Iran. The word I’m translating to cartel is actually a word for an old barbaric method of policing, where a criminal would be punished without a trial or any rights and due process, something which, arguably, is still used in Iran with political "crimes". Yas is saying the alternative to doing censored, soulless, legal work in Iran, would be to possibly have to contend with arrests, forced confessions, and losing your right to your voice) Hollow the bones of lovers Owl upon the rooftops of poets (In Iran, an Owl is considered a dark omen. Poetry is considered a high form of art in Iran and many rappers draw influences from Iranian poetry as much as they do from rap music) Instruments tuned to the whims of dealers (your music is subject to revision by the industry) So it’s entirely a matter of money, it seems... Only ear candy is in the budget Meanwhile we’re in search for the soul within the words But the envelopes have been sealed (the fate has been decided) Says there’s no space for us in this house. We were shouting but the boss was deaf (those who had power didn’t hear our protests) The poison of my words gained viscosity We’re the abandoned children of a house whose path forward was the clearest (OG rappers like Yas feel abandoned by their audiences despite having the ability to elevate Iranian rap) Not here to make you happy Not here to guide you to righteousness The objective of me and my weapon (my words) is to hit brainless music with a headshot! You built your essence upon consumerism But you lost your foundations with 2-cent works (worthless art void of essence) When you see your erroneous side, you'll see that your part in the sum is subject to entropy (your contributions to art are too small to stand the test of time) Wealth, Fame, Lust, tell me man! Which one did you find inviting? I myself am a fan of all three but when it comes to music I’m after integrity Your voice has filled ears these days The market is ripe for its sale Go name your album something weird maybe that’ll help boost its sales You were a bait (You are the product) You saw a saviour with a brotherly facade (You think the industry is your friend) 70-30 split to his benefit I mean, you got the voice of a songbird but the brain of a parrot! (Yas is implying that these artists may have talent but not the brains to see their own exploitation, but also there's a double meaning with parrot, the implication being that these artists are talented but are merely regurgitating unoriginal music) Managers take the roll of middlemen Put a wall between you and reality Don’t retreat to yourself, come to your senses! Awaken from your winter hibernation! You sit in your fancy mansions Your art is the way you count your money How do you become a star? Producing works on demand (Yas is saying the way to make millions is through creating works by patronage. This line is where the name of the song is from. Sefareshi means "to order") This is where the story gets interesting What here is how it should be, let alone this? How far one sees themselves go determines the length of the red carpet that’s laid out for them. (everyone will progress as much as they think they will in this world) [Chorus] To hell with the dealers to frameworks & templates to strangers and the familiar I’m stood upon the bulwark of my beliefs To hell with the dealers to frameworks & templates to strangers and the familiar I’m stood upon the bulwark of my beliefs
@@yasandho3infan634 اره 🤦🏼♂️😑 یاسو پیشرو خیلی وقته نوشتن ولی برای اینکه تک بفهمه موضوع چیه (یعنی در مورد چی رضا و یاس میخونن) ندا به اینگلیسی ترجمه میکرد که ترجمش تموم شده الان همه چی دست تک ناینه 😶
آخه اون مزخرفی کی باشه که بخواد دیس کنه سلطان ۲ سال پیش دیسش کرد اون با ۲ سال دیرکرد مثلا دیس کرد 🤣🤣🤣🤣وقتی سلطان جوابش رو نداد ولی تمام جامعه رپ فارس دیسش کردن و ریدن بهش
پنج سال گذشت و ما هنوز گوشش میدیم 🤟❤
سال ۴۰۳ هستیم و همچنان یاس....❤
ما بچه ی طرد شده خونه ایم که مسیرش از همه تمیز تر بود…
خبلی قشنگ بود و خیلی سنگین هر کسی معنی این آهنگو نمیفهمه
بزرگترین معلم اجتماعی دنیا و تاریخ❤
از همین تریبون ی پیام دارم واسه شهاب عزیز..
3:20
@@itzmesterx بیشرف
@@itzmesterx پلشت
@@itzmesterx koni
@@itzmesterx bro bav kose nanat
@@itzmesterx کصکش
اینکه نوشته سفارشی😐
منتظر اهنگ جدید سلطان رپ هستیم🔥
حرکت لب یاس
برکت رپ فارس
اره دیگه تو یو تیوب فعال شده میخواد موزیک دیدیو هاشو آپلود کنه💣💥
@@mhb9706 نه داپش اینو رادیو جوان اپلود کرده بود همکاریشو باهاش قطع کرد الان خودش داره اپلود میکنه حتی ساند کلود هم بری میبینی همشونو پاک کرده
@@by5359 او کی😐
میخواد لوگوشو بدون رادیو جوان بزاره با فریاس
❤️🔥
یاس تا ابد❤
همیشه جدیده🦅
کاربلده رپ فارس❤️اصل کار که میگن شمایی🖤
لقب کسی دیگه رو نیار روی یکی دیگه
@@Mia.san.Mia.L ویلسون کسه؟؟ تهش کص باشع😐😐😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
@@matin6936 داوش ویلسون فک کنم بعد ترک اصل کار اینو گداشت روش اون ترک خفنه ناموسن
@@Mia.san.Mia.L لقبش حقه
بهتر یاس در رپ فارسی نیست
@@Mia.san.Mia.L جررر كسيو سراغ داري ليريك پرمفهومي داشته باشه يا مث شهابن؟😹
وای چقدر این آهنگ قشنگه صد بار گوشش کردم ❤️❤️👌🔥
مث اینکه خبرایی تو راهه⚡🔥👊
دارن یوتیوب رو فعال میکنن تا وقتی ترک بیاد یوتیوب پربار باشه
@@peyman3229 جالبیش اینه که تبلیغ های یوتیوب هم غیر فعاله
@@micooerfan9660 من که داشتم میدیم تبلیغ آورد
خود سلطان از قدیم فهمید یوتیوب راه درستشه ولی همکاری با رادیو جوان باعث شد کاری نکنه ،الان مثل اینکه با رادیو جوان تمام کردن، و میخواد با قدرت از طریق یوتیوب با قدرت بیاد بالا ، چون یوتیوب الان خیلی بیشتر جا افتاده
@@a.h.s9884 الحق که حرفت حق بود، اره حاجی الان یوتیوب خیلی ترند تره، وقتشه رادیو جوات و بقیه کاسه کوزه رو جمع کنن، ارتیستای محبوب که فسخ کنن باهاش، کم کم کمرنگ میشه
فقط یاس❤❤❤❤
یاااااس چرا نمیای چرا نمیخونی تو تنها نیستی..چون کلی آدم هست بع عشق تو هر روز زندگی میکنیم ❤تورو خدااا برگرد نشون بده خودتو کلی یاااسی هست باتو نفس میکشع 😢😢😢
سلطان همچنان منتظر کار جدید هستیم والا
آلبوم معلوم نشد کی میاد؟
@@mohammadamin6550 نه هنوز
بیخود منتظریم 😄 ... آلبوم ۱۴۰۴ میاد
به احتمال ۹۰ درصد نزدیکه بیاد
@@alir_pad خیلی مونده ... هنوز نه خبری نه تیزری نه پیش فروشی ...
حالا ۱۴۰۴ که اغراق بود ولی کلا تا شیش ماه دیگه هم روش حساب نکن
فک کنم قراره سلطان دوباره با قدرت شروع کنه
نخیر این کانال اصلی یاس نیست
کی گفته
@@yaasartworks این کانال اصلیه یاسه دیگ برو ویدئو قدیمی تر ها رد نگاه کن
@@yaasartworks اصلیه داداش
@@yaasartworks کصشر نگو دیه اصلیشع باو
بهترین و با شخصیت ترین و مودب ترین هنرمند ایرانی فقط و فقط یاس عاشقشم❤
فقط یاس
اقا یاسر وجدانن شما بهترین خواننده رپر تو ایرانید . دیروز هم تو تهران دیدم تون ولی نیامدم پیش تون چون پسر داییم بود جرعت نکردم
💚تا ابد پشتتیم سلطان👑
هر چند بار هم گوش بدی ازش یه نکته جدید و معنادار ک بهش توجه نکردی در میاد 💥
حقا که تکی 👑❤❤❤
این آهنگ تو تاریخ ثبت خواهد شد 🔥
اونقدر لیریک این آهنگ قشنگه که در وصف قدرت و صلابتش نمیدونم چی بگم فقط بگم یاس عزیز با اینکه آهنگ ایرانی دوست ندارم تو تنها کسی هستی که صداشو آهنگا و مخصوصا لیریک آهنگاتو دوست دارم🧡
عشقب عشق
به مناسبت تولد یاس(30خرداد)همگی اهنگ لال رو از اسپاتیفای چند بار پلی کنید که هدیه کوچکی از طرف طرفداران به یاس باشه
چشم من تو اینستا و فیس بوک واتساپ تولد یاس رو تبریک گفتم
آقا یاسر تولدت مبارک ❤
۱۲۰ ساله شی 😍❤
همیشه سایه ی شما رو سر رپ باشه ❤🔥
❤عشق❤
🔥❤️
حرکت لب یاس
برکت رپ پارس❤
😂
@@yasyasyas4563برای چی خندیدی ؟🤔
سلطانننننننن💯
این آهنگ در هر حالتی ناراحتی و خوشحالی داره زندگیمو تعریف میکنه 😢
خداروشکر سلطان اینجا هم فعالیتو شروع کرد❤
دادا ۱۱ ساله تو یوتیوبه
@@parsas1331 منظور فعال شدنه
@@Numb84 اره دا ایشالا چنتا ترک خفن بده عشق کنیم❤
@@parsas1331 آره ای کاش آلبوم جدیدو تو همین یوتوب بزاره
@@parsas1331 اون فن پیچ بود پیج خوش نبوده این پیج خودشه که تازه زده
نسخ صداتیم❤
اگه 2024 گوش میکنی لایکو بکوب
سال ۰۳ هنوز و همیشه این موزیک حق
مخلصیم ... کار مدرن یعنی بدون تاریخ انقضا .... بالا سر متوهما
شاهکار بی نظیر رپ فارسی که هیچوقت تکراری نمیشه 👑♥️✌
رپر حکومتی بی خایه
ولی دیگه نمیزارم که بازم بگذره
چک میزنم خوابم بپره🔥👑
عجیب اینه هر چقد ک حالم بدتره کارم بهتره
اونی ک تا طلوع آفتاب بیداره کم میخوابم
چون خواب خواب میاره از در و دیواره خونه
داستان میباره آشنا و بیگانه واسه داشته هات
میخوانت👑🔥
ادامه بده😂🔥
@@setareh-fineartd9270 باریکلا😂❤
@@Soroosh_Rahimi 😂😂
@@setareh-fineartd9270 اینا چرت و پرته
محتوی فقط سامان پستون نه ببخشید ویلسون
میگه که: سر کوچه تا دم سوپر
پای راست رو گاز پای چپ رو کولر
بشه همه جام خنک
بیوفتم دنبال بادکنک
سرشااااار از محتوی
سلطان رپ فقط حضرت یاس (ع)👑👑❤
یاس یعنی خدا ،،سلطان ادب و زبان درد مردم
سلطان من عاشقتم😍♥️
اهنگی که هیچ وقت قدیمی نمیشه♥️
🔥
😘
آقای یاس شما واقعا باعث افتخار کشورمون هستید
و کارتون عالیه واقعا خیلی آهنگاتون بهم امید میده 🙃❤️
جانم.عشقی
منتظریم سلطان🇮🇷❤
اخر چند یوتیوب سلطان پیدا شد عشق YAS
Booooooom
تولدت مبارک برکت رپ فارس انشاالله با همین سرعت قدرت بگیری وقدرتمند بشی تا جایی که هیچ مشکلی اندازت نباشه که اذیتت کنه(عشقی)❤❤
English Lyrics (& Interpretation. Translating Farsi is hard without context):
Hours pass like seconds
Wondering free within rhymes
Hopeful for what’s left of the journey
For your ears the perfect sommelier
(In Iran a person who pours you drinks is also gifted at conversation and doubles as a therapist of sorts. Yas is saying he has the cure for your ears with this track)
Surrounded by controversy
The message lost in the rhymes
prepared, en route to the depths
an innate talent that’s bomb
but what could I say to bear weight on a mind that’s cracked and dented?
If I say “it’s all good” that’s a lie
The cure for your wounds is salt
(salt prevents wounds from closing and healing. This is the basis of a Farsi saying)
Colours take on a darker shade
an epidemic of deep silence
Lemme spill the salt (both referring to the earlier mention of salt, but also spilling salt means making a joke in Farsi. Double meaning)
Else there’s no dawn at the end of these nights. No.
Closed my eyes while deep in thought
Behind my pupils my eyes still wide (referring to his mind's eye being open even through closed eyes. Possibly referencing Eyes Wide Shut)
Sitting in the corner of my mind (Iranian phrase meaning being deep in thought)
awaiting another miracle! (Yas is waiting for his brain to put out another killer track)
Preoccupied with numbers
One zero roll back (alludes to watching numbers go up on a counter)
I’m cruising on this path
till the claws of slumber tug on my collar
But not again would I let this one pass me
Slap myself to keep myself awake
It’s strange how the worse I feel, the better I rap
I’m the one who’s up till sunrise
I seldom sleep cuz sleep brings slumber (sleep and slumber are the same word in Farsi. Yas is saying that sleeping can lead to reduced awareness)
This house is brimming with stories
Acquaintances and strangers both want you for your worth
[Break]
I look at that corner of the room
To the button with a bloodstain (refers to the record button with a red circle on it, likening it to a droplet of blood)
Go and push that button
Challenge this city once more with your words
A dry twig in your eyes (a dead stare)
No soil, no water, but still in growth
I take a look around me
and hold the microphone in my clenched fist
I see the sky as my ceiling (sky is the limit)
Work on my work in solitude
Arrange the latest (rhymes) in my notebook
Aim my phrases at your cranium:
POW!
Soft War, is it not?
The fact of rap: a loose jaw (Loose jaw in Iran refers to someone who speaks without a filter. Yas is saying that speaking the critical truth is an inherent aspect of rap music)
I’m a man of thought
My throat is dry, I’m behind the window
[Chorus]
To hell with the dealers (referring to those who capitalize on art, not drug dealers)
to frameworks & templates (referring to formulaic music and art)
to strangers and the familiar
I’m stood upon the bulwark of my beliefs
To hell with the dealers
to frameworks & templates
to strangers and the familiar
I’m stood upon the bulwark of my beliefs
Poison coursing through veins instead of blood
Making bread from stone (making a living through exploitation)
It’s interesting that no matter whether you win or lose, they’ll know to say ‘I called it!’
Stung by enemies, stung by friends (the sting of words)
Dodging bullets all day
This story goes on until one day, your sun is on the yardarm (Farsi phrase meaning when you're nearing your death)
Every day number than the last
Full of ideas but no platform to shine on
Is it even possible to fit all the water from the sea into a swimming pool?
(Yas is likening rap and music to a vast limitless sea that authoritarian regimes are aiming to contain within a limited framework through censorship)
Anxious, brimming with heat (rage)
Not saying I’m not motivated
When they bring art down to the ground (to its knees)
I’m the one who has to check its feet and arms for pebbles
(When art is disrespected with capitalistic intentions, the real artist has to suffer and nurture it back to health)
Passing through hordes of sickly infected ears
An unsophisticated market
has become the sole inheritor of Iran’s art
At an impasse of my intensifying hatred
Oh lord, behold the voice that gains credibility!
A voice which, in the course of a year, goes from zero to climbing 100 steps
and thus rendering music and art paralyzed from its very foundations
(Yas is sarcastically implying that certain artists seem to go from zero to hero in a suspiciously short timeframe, which calls the rich history of art into question)
Let’s put it like this: it’s 99 percent politics
The remaining 1 percent, sure let’s call it merit!
loose-tongued and brain brand-new (brand-new here meaning an unused brain)
suddenly influential after a couple of tracks
half on the mic and half on the bong
(Yas actually says ‘half on the vase’. This is referring to someone who spends an equal time on their art and leisure)
Paved his way with a cheap hit
Took to the podium and just showed off
Racked up the dollars overnight
lips and mouths just chanted platitudes
In practice just focused on figures and numbers on a card (Credit card numbers)
Any market with these guys in charge is better off just being sealed shut with clay!
But bon appétit!
Good on you! (Halal to you. A phrase that comes from Islam, but could also mean 'I forgive you')
Cheers to you!
Godspeed!
Your manager extracts your essence in a year (referring to quick exploitation of talent by the industry)
Let my sharp tongue be gold to you (though I’m being critical, I’m trying to help you)
This method of capitalization
Is what sold you and skedaddled
The other side of the story is a cartel
You finish writing (your confession) and your hand gets stomped on!
(This bit is really hard to translate without some knowledge of Iran. The word I’m translating to cartel is actually a word for an old barbaric method of policing, where a criminal would be punished without a trial or any rights and due process, something which, arguably, is still used in Iran with political "crimes". Yas is saying the alternative to doing censored, soulless, legal work in Iran, would be to possibly have to contend with arrests, forced confessions, and losing your right to your voice)
Hollow the bones of lovers
Owl upon the rooftops of poets (In Iran, an Owl is considered a dark omen. Poetry is considered a high form of art in Iran and many rappers draw influences from Iranian poetry as much as they do from rap music)
Instruments tuned to the whims of dealers (your music is subject to revision by the industry)
So it’s entirely a matter of money, it seems...
Only ear candy is in the budget
Meanwhile we’re in search for the soul within the words
But the envelopes have been sealed (the fate has been decided)
Says there’s no space for us in this house.
We were shouting but the boss was deaf (those who had power didn’t hear our protests)
The poison of my words gained viscosity
We’re the abandoned children of a house whose path forward was the clearest
(OG rappers like Yas feel abandoned by their audiences despite having the ability to elevate Iranian rap)
Not here to make you happy
Not here to guide you to righteousness
The objective of me and my weapon (my words)
is to hit brainless music with a headshot!
You built your essence upon consumerism
But you lost your foundations with 2-cent works (worthless art void of essence)
When you see your erroneous side, you'll see
that your part in the sum is subject to entropy (your contributions to art are too small to stand the test of time)
Wealth, Fame, Lust, tell me man!
Which one did you find inviting?
I myself am a fan of all three
but when it comes to music I’m after integrity
Your voice has filled ears these days
The market is ripe for its sale
Go name your album something weird
maybe that’ll help boost its sales
You were a bait (You are the product)
You saw a saviour with a brotherly facade (You think the industry is your friend)
70-30 split to his benefit
I mean, you got the voice of a songbird but the brain of a parrot!
(Yas is implying that these artists may have talent but not the brains to see their own exploitation, but also there's a double meaning with parrot, the implication being that these artists are talented but are merely regurgitating unoriginal music)
Managers take the roll of middlemen
Put a wall between you and reality
Don’t retreat to yourself, come to your senses!
Awaken from your winter hibernation!
You sit in your fancy mansions
Your art is the way you count your money
How do you become a star?
Producing works on demand
(Yas is saying the way to make millions is through creating works by patronage. This line is where the name of the song is from. Sefareshi means "to order")
This is where the story gets interesting
What here is how it should be, let alone this?
How far one sees themselves go
determines the length of the red carpet that’s laid out for them.
(everyone will progress as much as they think they will in this world)
[Chorus]
To hell with the dealers
to frameworks & templates
to strangers and the familiar
I’m stood upon the bulwark of my beliefs
To hell with the dealers
to frameworks & templates
to strangers and the familiar
I’m stood upon the bulwark of my beliefs
دمت گرم ولی ویدیو زیرنویس انگلیسی داره
@@Moghaddam_alireza male man 1000 barabar behtare.
یا خدا چه اهنگی ❤❤❤❤
عجب اهنگی کیف کردم لذت بردم❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤یاسر عزیز افتخار ایران وایرانی هستی🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹
خفن و با مفهوم 🔥🔥🔥
🔥🔥🔥
Please do a video/translation for “Sarkoob”! That’s my favorite Persian song :)
ua-cam.com/video/o9Gz3loncDU/v-deo.html
Where are you from?
سلطان تولدت مبارک❤❤❤
منتظره آپلود کردنه آلبوم تو همین چنل هستیم🔥😎
هنوزم منتظری سید؟😑
@@respect_2004. دیگه نه🤣
شاهکار محض❤
چرا این آهنگ انقدر قشنگه
Happy Birthday 🤟🏼👑❤️
اعتبار رپ🇦🇫♥️👋
توی افغانی نمیخواد راجب ایرانیا نظر بدی 😂
سلطان آهنگت با رضا و تِک ناین کی میاد؟؟🤔
دیروز ندا گفت یاس و پیشرو نوشتن اینا رو ترجمعه کردن و الان تک داره مینویسه
@@by5359 تازه دار می نوبسه؟؟؟؟😐😐😐😐💔💔💔💔💔💔
@@yasandho3infan634 اره 🤦🏼♂️😑
یاسو پیشرو خیلی وقته نوشتن ولی برای اینکه تک بفهمه موضوع چیه (یعنی در مورد چی رضا و یاس میخونن) ندا به اینگلیسی ترجمه میکرد که ترجمش تموم شده الان همه چی دست تک ناینه 😶
@@yasandho3infan634 هر چقد یاس زور بزنه به پا رضا شاه نمیرسه
@@mohammadrezasamadani1026سبکاشون فرق میکنه وقتی پیشرو کار یاسو میپسنده میگه خیلی خفنه اگه طرفدار پیشرو هستی باید نظرشم قبول کنی
۴۰۳ سلطان رپ هنوزم یاس❤
عاشقتم 🤩🤩😍😍😍🥰🥰🥰😘😘😘
That's the best music video i ever seen.you're really good in every part of rap music.😍
سلطان❤
🔥❤️
King of persian rap🌹
Yas,jaaan❤❤❤
تو خونه یا بیرون یه روز صداتو گوش ندم نسخم . کاش میشد از نزدیک ببینمت .
Perfect❤🔥
I have listened to Yas for thirteen years, and I love it. ❤❤
Delemoon brat tng shode💔
سعدی زمانه ❤
تنها بهترین رپ ایران
As it goes, we feel the meaning more :)
انگار خبرایه
اینا برای دست گرمیه؟😆
کیا دیس شهاب مظفری به یاس رو گوش دادن؟
برگام ریخت
نگو دیس بگو ک...شعررررررررر
@@Alireza-u2f2p دقیقا
آخه اون مزخرفی کی باشه که بخواد دیس کنه سلطان ۲ سال پیش دیسش کرد اون با ۲ سال دیرکرد مثلا دیس کرد 🤣🤣🤣🤣وقتی سلطان جوابش رو نداد ولی تمام جامعه رپ فارس دیسش کردن و ریدن بهش
شهاب مضخرفی عنی نیست که بخواد سلطان رپ فارسو دیس کنه
اون آهنگ کصشرش تو کونش
خداییی بدون ریاااا پادشا رپ فارس ب مولا عاشقتم پسر
بهترین آهنگ رپ جهان
جدا شدن از رادیو جوان؟🤔🤔🤔
خوبه با رادیو جواد قطع همکاری کردی
امبدوارم جواد غلط تایپی باشه😐😂
@@yousefp6576 آره میخواست بنویسه جوات
عاشقتم یاس هر اهنگت بی نظیره
سنگین ❤
یکی از بهترین موزیک ویدئو های تاریخ رپ
عشق فقط خودت❤️
بله توماچ😎❤️🔵
خدای قافیه❤️
سلطان رپ 🔥♥️
قوی ترین رپر رپ فارس 😘😘😘
Khahesh Mikonam hamin ja hamintori tond tond Faaliat kon ghorbonet beram❤️💋✨🦋
عاشقتممممم ♾💜
انقدر دوست دارمممممم که آرزوم دیدنته😍💜♾
از نظر من تو بهترین رپر ایرانی
عشقی یاس همیشه پابرجا
واقعا یاس تو یه سطح دیگه است به قول شاعر تمام خوبان یک طرف تو هم یک طرف😢❤
عالی ، بهتر از یاس نداریم
سلطان یاس🔥🔥🤘🤘
عشق من یاس چقدر تو به فکر مایی عشق منی بهترین خواننده جهان😙❤❤
برای بار صدم هم بینظیره
وای خدا به اهنگ های یاس گوش میکنم مغزم اصن مخواد بترکه اینقد قافیه در قافیه و محکم و کوبنده
یاس عشقی😍🔥
حتی خدای رپ پیشت کمه چون خودت خدای رپ ایرانی یاس پرچمت بالاس🙏🙏🙏😍😍😍💫💫💫💙💙💙
کارگردانی این کار به اندازه ی خود آهنگ خلاق و جذاب و پر از حرف بود 👏👏👏
سلطان رپ فارس👑❤️💎
یاس تو سلطان رپ فارسی😍
ghorbone sedat khodet hanjarat maghzet ghalbet ❤️🌱👑
impressive🥰