Lyrics and translation Pede B - Byggesten

Byggesten

Yeah
Yeah
Jeg var en lille fyr med hippie frisure, 7 år, lyst hår, intet vilddyr.
Og Ballerup det var mit andet kvarter, der boede morfar og mormor, jeg blev altid passet der.
Min far han havde en pasifistisk holdning, så morfar og Amino de vist' mig boksning, bedste jeg vidst' som en lille rolling at se det på TV det tog mig helt op og ring'.
Det kræved' paperview og den slags kostede flere hundrede kroner,
Men morfar havde en polsk ven, han ku' nogen tricks så vi ku se det uden at kende koden.
Sad i sofaen med mormors hjemmebag, mens brødrene Bredahl' udvekslede slag.
De bedste minder når jeg tænker tilbage, tak for dem begge to.
Vi ses igen en dag.
Det de byggesten der gør dig til den du er, uden dem der er vi intet værd.
Gode og dårlige ting smiler tårer på din kind,
Former dit sind, mens du ser årene forsvinde.
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Mine venner råbte så højt at jeg fik ondt i skallen,
Første gang jeg tog sejren hjem i Kb-hallen,
Vi plejed' jo bare at stå på gaden og heppe på hinanden,
Når vi blev afvist i klubben da vi var under 18,
Det 10 år siden,
Jeg vandt det første gang,
Da store crowd's de stadig ku' gøre mig bange,
Lukas og Kjær løb op og gav et hjørnekram,
Hvis de vandt ville jeg gøre det sam',
Morgenfest hos Magnus, sad på køkkengulvet,
Spiste frysepizza mens den næste ø blev åbnet,
Hvis jeg svinede dig dengang skal du ik føle dig truffet,
Min egen stædighed og stolthed havde mig tryllebundet,
En uge efter var første plade-projekt klar,
Blev skuffet da blackout kun vil' ha' 5 eksemplar'.
Fightnight gjorde vi fik solgt en masse.
Dagen efter ringed' de og sagde "kom med en masse."
Det de byggesten der gør dig til den du er, uden dem der er vi intet værd.
Gode og dårlige ting smiler tårer på din kind,
Former dit sind, mens du ser årene forsvinde.
X2
Jeg fandt ham i en kontorstol med munden åben,
Var gået kold lige efter han havde stukket nålen,
Hans hoved og hans ben de var blå,
For centralnervesystemet var ved at gå i stå.
Ham jeg i sidste vers, spiste pizza med,
Stod jeg nu og prøved' at slå tilbage til bevidsthed.
Oppiater var ved at lukke min ven ned, men noget indeni ham ville ik med.
Ambulancefolket fik dig tilbage, og vildt, for du havde næsten ligget der en dag.
Tænker tit på vores tider når jeg sidder i baren, vil aldrig se dig sådan igen, så hellere miste en arm.
Vandt Fightnight ugen efter, hvis jeg husker efter.
Med det bedste freestyle jeg kunne mestre. Ingen nerver, jeg ku' rappe til verdens ende,
Det ligemeget, så længe min ven kan trække vejret igen.
Det de byggesten der gør dig til den du er, uden dem der er vi intet værd.
Gode og dårlige ting smiler tårer på din kind,
Former dit sind, mens du ser årene forsvinde.
X2

Building Blocks

Yeah
Yeah
I was a little guy with a hippie haircut, 7 years old, blonde hair, no wild beast.
And Ballerup was my other neighborhood, where my grandpa and grandma lived, I was always looked after there.
My dad had a pacifist attitude, so my grandpa and Amino taught me boxing, the best I knew as a little rolling to see it on TV, it took me right up and ring'ed me.
It required pay-per-view and that kind of stuff cost hundreds of kroner,
But grandpa had a Polish friend, he knew some tricks so we could see it without knowing the code.
Sitting on the sofa with grandma's homemade bread, while the Bredahl brothers exchanged blows.
The best memories when I think back, thank you both.
We'll meet again one day.
Those are the building blocks that make you who you are, without them we are nothing.
Good and bad things, smiles and tears on your cheek,
Shape your mind as you watch the years disappear.
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My friends were shouting so loud my head hurt,
The first time I took home the victory in Kb-hallen,
We used to just stand on the street and cheer each other on,
When we were rejected at the club when we were under 18,
It's been 10 years,
I won it the first time,
When big crowds could still scare me,
Lukas and Kjær ran up and gave a corner hug,
If they won, I would do the same,
Morning party at Magnus', sitting on the kitchen floor,
Eating frozen pizza while the next beer was opened,
If I offended you back then, don't feel offended,
My own stubbornness and pride had me spellbound,
A week later, the first record project was ready,
I was disappointed when blackout only wanted 5 copies.
We did Fightnight and sold a lot.
The next day they called and said, "Bring a lot."
Those are the building blocks that make you who you are, without them we are nothing.
Good and bad things, smiles and tears on your cheek,
Shape your mind as you watch the years disappear.
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I found him in an office chair with his mouth open,
He'd gone cold right after he stuck the needle in,
His head and his legs were blue,
Because his central nervous system was about to shut down.
The guy I ate pizza with in the last verse,
I was standing there trying to bring him back to consciousness.
Opiates were about to shut down my friend, but something inside him didn't want to go.
The ambulance crew brought you back, and wildly, because you had almost been there for a day.
I often think about our times when I'm sitting in the bar, I never want to see you like that again, so I'd rather lose an arm.
Won Fightnight the week after, if I remember correctly.
With the best freestyle I could master, no nerves, I could rap to the end of the world,
It doesn't matter, as long as my friend can breathe again.
Those are the building blocks that make you who you are, without them we are nothing.
Good and bad things, smiles and tears on your cheek,
Shape your mind as you watch the years disappear.
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