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Militant Mentalitet

Han var bare en lille knægt med en stor drøm
Og et håb om ikk at bli' taget
Ingen konkurrenter
Hvem konkurrerer
Med 3 brødre der splitter dem ad
Partner de para der var der var groede fast
Men det liv som han levede gav hans mor stress
Bra jagt din penge
Hop i seng
Hurtig hurtig tag en chopper med i skoletask
Fart på ud af døren
Som om at de para de tjener sig selv
Sahbe vi lever i nuet
Nuet forsvinder
Tiden den slår os ihjel
Lad mig fortælle dig en smule om det liv
Langt fra Branco begyndte at skrive
Dengang det var penge som vi tænkte på at rive
Drama var hverdag bror ingen tvivl
Laver de der penge
Brug de der penge
Prøvede at gøre godt
Men demoner tog fat
Startede på blokken som børn
Fangede i kaos og krig
Nu ruller de ladt
Så hvordan skulle jeg udskil den gode energi
Kuglerne kommer de flyver forbi
Brødre blev taget
Snuppet fra gaden
Om dagen den er min
Er umuligt at sige
Havde en dabanja
Dengang i ikk vidste hva det var
Penge problemer vi fikser dem bar'
Slanger de lister herfra
De troede vi ikk vidst
Men vi vidst hvor de var
Ooh sahabeee
Ikk pral som om du noget
For jeg et menneske bror
Du et menneske bror
Og den gøb kan ikk brug hovedet
Fuck de panser
Fuck kontanter
Hvis der ikk er ære i det
Kan det ikk betale sig
Snak ikk i den?
Nytter ikk med dit kodesprog
Ude på gaden der ingen ro på
Ude på gaden og ryk coco
Hele stresser men det ok
Ok men det ok
København
Svømmer i bander der gør dig gavn
Når kugler flyver rundt omkring
Ikk så venligt når min vens pit får din ven bidt
Sort hættertrøje, handsker, flex feat
Det okay for sådan kan det ende tit
Blå blink bror find exit
Dum penge rykkede i benzin
Rykker på dem Molo fortæl lige
Sig til dem det ender elendigt
Radadada fra vindue igennem bilen
Helt boozede på JackRa og Pepsi
Vent lige

Militant Mentality

He was just a young boy with a big dream
And a hope of not getting caught
No competitors
Who competes
With 3 brothers who split them apart
Partners who were there were ingrained
But the life he lived gave his mother stress
Бра, chase your money
Hop into bed
Quick, quick take a chopper with you in your school bag
Hurry out the door
As if those paras are earning for themselves
Sahbe, we live in the present
The present is disappearing
Time kills us
Let me tell you a little about that life
Far from Branco, started writing
Back when it was money we were thinking of grabbing
Drama was everyday bro no doubt
Make that money
Spend that money
Tried to do good
But demons took hold
Started on the block as kids
Trapped in chaos and war
Now they roll loaded
So how was I to weed out the good energy
Bullets come flying by
Brothers were taken
Snatched from the streets
Whether the day is mine
Is impossible to say
Had a dabanja
Back when you didn't know what it was
Money problems we'll fix them bar'
Snakes they sneak out of here
They thought we didn't know
But we knew where they were
Ooh sahabeee
Don't brag like you're something
For I am a human bro
You are a human bro
And that fool can't use his head
Fuck the suits
Fuck the cash
If there's no honor in it
It can't pay off
Don't talk into it?
Your code language is useless
There's no peace on the streets
In the streets stepping on coco
All stressed out but it's ok
Ok but it's ok
Copenhagen
Swimming in gangs that do you favors
When bullets fly around
Not so friendly when my friend's pit gets your friend bitten
Black hoodie, gloves, flex feat
That's okay, that's how it often ends
Blue lights bro find exit
Dumb money moved in gasoline
Tell them Molo straight up
Tell them it ends badly
Rat-a-tat-tat from the window through the car
Totally boozed up on JackRa and Pepsi
Just wait