Kattey Lyrics

Gen-Z Lyrics brings you Kattey Lyrics from the album “Shehero Ki Safed Sadko Pe Sehro Ke Sangeen Safar”, performed by Panther. The concept for this Translation track originated with Vicky Bhullar, who went on to craft it into a impactful masterpiece. The song came to life through teshux, the producer behind it.

[Chorus]
Katte kanpur ke daage
Bache kartoosein mange
Humse aap muh lage to batti gul
Tera vastu bigadein
Larke baaj hi ni aate
Ache achon ki gudhiyan jati khul
[X2]

[Verse 1]
Ekad me zameen gaanv me
2 tractor
Real life gangster hai
Reeion pe nahi actor
Zyaada padha likha bana
Khol denge chapter
Aur g moves hi chale
Eivis yadav hum ni maxtern
Jabse gaye man ban
Rakhi nahi hai man bun
Story pe ni mention
Par hai multi storey mansion
Khaye jara inko andar se mai jaise cancer
Par kar ni sakta koi tere bhai
Panther ko cancel
Tu samajh
Chala mai ruka na
Kala se bulawa mila to phoncha
Hu jaha mai aaj
Abhi aag laga di hai jahan me
Baraf hai gale me khana bhi garam hai sir
Kabhi bura na kara bhala kara
Maine na jhaka kisi ki kitabon me
Sikha hai haro se yaro al okay kara hai
Jhanto pe baaje ego ke ye baal
Hum hai reelo pe ni lekin dealon me hard
Hora billo me lakh aata kilo me maal
Hote emo jab jilo me meelon se
Bheedo me aata hai mere sab cheeton ka pyar
Hora beaton pe beethoven
Geeton me dheet hu
Sune to khojate jaise rabab
Kari beef to bana hi dete kabab
Ho tameez me rahe to khule sharab

[Chorus]
Katte kanpur ke daage
Bache kartoosein mange
Humse aap muh lage to batti gul
Tera vastu bigadein
Larke baaj hi ni aate
Ache achon ki gudhiyan jati khul
[X2]

[Verse 2]
Bairi hate karte jare
Hum sab great karte jaare
Note ginte ginte baal hum safed karte-jare
Clout hi kare ye chase hum ek se
Ek purchase krte jare
Balak desi in gano se hum
Pardes badhte jare
Papa ne khate ko deka to pucha
Kya bete ransom kamare
Cheete chalte ni bhagtey baki
Sab hai bhed wali chale
Hu to theant hai dehati
Kabse case karte aare
Screw up karde career london ka
Hum penchkas chalake
Muchein tani aur samaan rehta loaded
Tera bhai goated election me most voted
Bheed aage peeche mere karti rehti rotate
Tyre, note, peg aur sardi ke
Sab kapde chaiye mote
Khatey hai beef duja maat teeje dhokhey
Meri nazar bairi pe pe aur
Mujhpe nazar rakhtey bholey
Tight tshirton se hai bhaar jarre doley
Laundein khudko hero samjhein
Jabse filam dekhi sholey

[Chorus]
Katte kanpur ke daage
Bache kartoosein mange
Humse aap muh lage to batti gul
Tera vastu bigadein
Larke baaj hi ni aate
Ache achon ki gudhiyan jati khul
[X2]

written by: Vicky Bhullar

Kattey Lyrics in Translation

katte kanpur ke daage
(The knives of Kanpur’s alleys leave their marks)
bache kartoosein mange
(The young ones keep asking for cartridges)
humse aap muh lage to batti gul
(If you cross us, your light gets snuffed out)
tera vastu bigadein
(We’ll wreck all your stuff)
larke baaj hi ni aate
(The boys don’t hold back at all)
ache achon ki gudhiyan jati khul
(The threads of the good guys’ kites keep getting cut)

ekad me zameen gaanv me
(Eleven acres of land back in the village)
2 tractor
(Two tractors)
real life gangster hai
(He’s a real-life gangster)
reeIon pe nahi actor
(Not an actor on reels, no fiction)
zyaada padha likha bana
(If you get too educated)
khol denge chapter
(We’ll open up a whole new chapter on you)
aur g moves hi Chale
(And only gangster moves will run)
eIvis yadav hum ni maxtern
(We’re Elvis Yadav, not some maxtern)
jabse gaye man ban
(Since I went and built my mind)
rakhi nahi hai man bun
(Haven’t kept my mind in a bun, it’s free)
story pe ni mention
(No mention on the story feature)
par hai multi storey mansion
(But there’s a multi-storey mansion)
khaye jara inko andar se mai jaise cancer
(I eat them from inside like a cancer)
par kar ni sakta koi tere bhai
(But nobody can cancel)
panther ko cancel
(Your brother, the panther)

tu samajh
(You understand)
chala mai ruka na
(I moved, I never stopped)
kala se bulawa mila to phoncha
(Got the call from the art, and I arrived)
hu jaha mai aaj
(Where I am today)
abhi aag laga di hai jahan me
(I’ve just set that very world on fire)
baraf hai gale me khana bhi garam hai sir
(Ice in the throat, but the food is still hot, sir)
kabhi bura na kara bhala kara
(Never did wrong, only did good)
maine na jhaka kisi ki kitabon me
(I never peeked into anyone else’s books)
sikha hai haro se yaro al Okay kara hai
(Learned from losses, turned it all okay, friends)
jhanto pe baaje ego ke ye baal
(The strings of ego play on these fools)
hum hai reelo pe ni lekin dealon me hard
(We’re not on reels, but we’re hard in deals)
hora billo me lakh aata kilo me maal
(Lakhs coming in bills, kilos of product)
hote emo jab jilo me meelon se
(When they get emotional over miles in the gym)
bheedo me aata hai mere sab cheeton ka pyar
(My love for all my spots comes in the crowds)
hora beaton pe beethoven
(Becoming Beethoven on these beats now)
geeton me dheet hu
(I’m audacious in the songs)
sune to khojate jaise rabab
(If you listen, you’ll search like for a rabab)
kari beef to bana hi dete kabab
(If you start beef, we’ll surely make kababs)
ho tameez me rahe to khule sharab
(Stay polite, and the drinks are on the house)

bairi hate karte jare
(The enemies keep on hating)
hum sab great karte jaare
(We keep doing great things)
note ginte ginte baal hum safed karte-jare
(Counting notes, counting, our hair turns white)
clout hi kare ye chase hum ek se
(They chase clout, we)
ek purchase krte jare
(Keep making purchase after purchase)
balak desi in gano se hum
(From these desi songs, lad)
pardes badhte jare
(We keep advancing abroad)
papa ne khate ko deka to pucha
(Papa saw the bank balance and asked)
kya bete ransom kamare
(“Son, is this a ransom room?”)
cheete chalte ni bhagtey baki
(Cheetahs don’t walk, they run)
sab hai bhed wali chale
(The rest all move like sheep)
hu to theant hai dehati
(I’m a force, a country boy)
kabse case karte aare
(Been handling cases since when)
screw up karde career london ka
(Could screw up a London career)
hum penchkas chalake
(By just pulling off a ‘penchkas’)
muchein tani aur samaan rehta loaded
(Mustache twirled, and the gear stays loaded)
tera bhai goated election me most voted
(Your brother’s the GOAT, most voted in the election)
bheed aage peeche mere karti rehti rotate
(The crowd around me keeps rotating, front and back)
tyre, note, peg aur sardi ke
(Tyres, notes, pegs, and for the cold)
sab kapde chaiye mote
(All clothes need to be thick)
khatey hai beef duja maat teeje dhokhey
(We eat beef, avoid the second, the third’s a betrayal)
meri nazar bairi pe pe aur
(My gaze is on the enemy, and)
mujhpe nazar rakhtey bholey
(The innocent keep their gaze on me)
tight tshirton se hai bhaar jarre doley
(Tight t-shirts strain, jars and weights)
laundein khudko hero samjhein
(The lads think they’re heroes)
jabse filam dekhi sholey
(Since they watched the film Sholay)

“Kattey” Song Meaning Explained

The Big Picture

On the surface the title “Kattey” feels rough, like something that leaves a mark, and the song carries that exact grit, you know? It sets up a story of streets, scars, pride, and the mess that comes with both, and calling it what it is frames the whole record as a kind of confession from someone who wears their past on their sleeve. The references to Kanpur, the small-town visuals, the tractors, all that stuff, it roots the track in a real place, not some glossy fantasy, so the title becomes the bruise and the badge at once.

Most Impactful Lines

There are a couple lines that make me rewind every time, the ones that land because they’re both blunt and honest. Like, when Panther spits “Humse aap muh lage to batti gul” it’s funny but deadly serious, the idea being don’t cross me or the lights go out on you, that quiet threat that says enough of you is gone. And then in the verses, the casual flex of “Real life gangster hai” right next to the deadpan “Reeion pe nahi actor” — that contrast, it’s not cinematic bravado, it’s lived in, and it makes the whole persona feel dangerous and familiar at once. Those are the punches that stay with you long after the song ends.

Decoding The Chorus

Start with “Katte kanpur ke daage“, that image is like a tattooed map, scars tied to a city, history written on skin, it’s pride and pain packed into three words. Then “Bache kartoosein mange” — kids asking for cartridges, that line pulls you into the reality of cycles repeating, the next generation already learning the language of conflict. “Humse aap muh lage to batti gul” — this is the boundary, simple and cold, cross it and the lights go off for you, it’s not loud, it’s practical. “Tera vastu bigadein” plays like a line about consequences spilling into the everyday, your life, your stuff, it unravels when you poke at things that should be left alone. The last couple lines, “Larke baaj hi ni aate” and “Ache achon ki gudhiyan jati khul“, feel like a street-level shrug — boys won’t step up, good girls lose their cover, social order shifts and not for the better, it’s grim and almost fatalistic, but delivered with this weary swagger that makes it believable.

Most Relatable Part

For me the heart is in those small, human lines that crack the macho shell, like when he says “Khaye jara inko andar se mai jaise cancer” — that weird rawness, saying you rot them from the inside, it’s violent but it also reads as a confession, like he knows he’s toxic sometimes and he owns it. And the little moral asides, “Kabhi bura na kara bhala kara”, that kind of imperfect ethics, I mean, who hasn’t tried to do right in a world that keeps testing them, right? That tug between pride and guilt, between swagger and damage, that’s where listeners latch on, because it’s messy in the same way real life is messy.

Conclusion & Overall Message

At the end Panther isn’t offering a how-to or a sermon, he’s handing you a slice of life that’s equal parts survival manual and mirror. The final takeaway is this: the streets make you, they scar you, they also teach you how to keep standing, and there is a strange honor in that endurance. It leaves you with this lingering feel — respect the past, expect the consequences, and don’t pretend it wasn’t real. Honestly, that’s why the song hits different, because it keeps it authentic, messy, and kind of unavoidable.