Uploaded August 2021 | Updated September 2026, 1 hour ago
PROD. RANE remixes Dirty South and gets GRAVITY onboard to go ham in his mother tongue of Tulu for this crazy tune. It's a single verse but delivered with varied intensity to impose a hard hitting composition.
Prod Rane: instagram.com/prod._rane
[Verse: GRAVITY]
Yakshagana leka mulpa tula aapin naatak,
Shashtradhaari, mahavinashak, Arasu batte, malte tandav!
Yaan mulpa battin tuyere, korpin tu yereg?
Agnikund pottund aita bhasma aad poiyyere,
Burla maga, pooji baka kaas, woriji churla maga,
Arasu ooruda maga, kadpun kori mulpa, alpa koorla maga,
Inchi borchi, dila kursu, gyaan yenna Chanakya,
Kiritta ijji bakka laa und yenna samrajya! (×3)
Translation:
See, everything here is a drama like Yakshagana (traditional Tulu theatre),
I'm a marksman and a great destroyer, the Arasu (King) has arrived and performed Tandava.
I've come here to see who I should burn,
The firepit is burning and to burn into ashes,
Fall into it son, after scooping all the money what's left is nothing son
I'm the King of the village son, we chop the chicken here, so cluck over there son
Not over here, keep the chair, my knowledge is like Chanakya
Don't have a crown still this is my empire!
Death Clutch Music.
PROD. RANE remixes Dirty South and gets GRAVITY onboard to go ham in his mother tongue of Tulu for this crazy tune. It's a single verse but delivered with varied intensity to impose a hard hitting composition.
Prod Rane: instagram.com/prod._rane
[Verse: GRAVITY]
Yakshagana leka mulpa tula aapin naatak,
Shashtradhaari, mahavinashak, Arasu batte, malte tandav!
Yaan mulpa battin tuyere, korpin tu yereg?
Agnikund pottund aita bhasma aad poiyyere,
Burla maga, pooji baka kaas, woriji churla maga,
Arasu ooruda maga, kadpun kori mulpa, alpa koorla maga,
Inchi borchi, dila kursu, gyaan yenna Chanakya,
Kiritta ijji bakka laa und yenna samrajya! (×3)
Translation:
See, everything here is a drama like Yakshagana (traditional Tulu theatre),
I'm a marksman and a great destroyer, the Arasu (King) has arrived and performed Tandava.
I've come here to see who I should burn,
The firepit is burning and to burn into ashes,
Fall into it son, after scooping all the money what's left is nothing son
I'm the King of the village son, we chop the chicken here, so cluck over there son
Not over here, keep the chair, my knowledge is like Chanakya
Don't have a crown still this is my empire!
Death Clutch Music.










