Paroles et traduction Nixen - X

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Det her det blærerap, for jeg kan ikk' la' vær og rap
Et godt råd til en pigerapper
Bare lad vær skat
Til jer der spørger om hjælp, jeg kan ikke lave alt
Man kan ikk være så god uden at være lidt arrogant
Snakker med min mor, ligesom se hvad jeg har gjort
Hun sagde det ikk svært at være så god iblandt så meget lort
Så jeg lavede min egen plade
Tænkte dansk rap havde brug for det
Godt med lidt førstehjælp Imellem katastroferne
10 tracks på pladen kald det x ligesom romerne
Løven her er sulten, hvor fuck er antiloperne
Ventede på det rette øjeblik og så slog jeg til
Danmarks bedste rapper fra Sverige, forstod du det?

Stadig tung regn på ruden
For folk vil hellere se dumme drenge der på mode
Det okay, tung regn på ruden
For folk vil hellere se dumme drenge der på mode

Over skyer når jeg ryger men jeg lander perfekt
Ingen spor af hvad jeg har drukket for flasken er væk
Går stadig crunk ind, stadig samme holdning
Stadig samme Crew NC hvor mine folk henne
To fingre op sætter fred over vold
Der varmt nede i studiet for gaden den er kold
Det holder ikk at ha et hold der ikk holder af dig
For ellers krakelerer det du laver din lorterapper
Beklager hvis jeg bander, men jeg bringer hvad jeg kan
Og når jeg får jeg følelsen af der intet der kan standse mig
æder dig som cancer
Myrder dansk rap, knap nok dansker
Niklas med K, 2 S'er i Hansson

Stadig tung regn på ruden
For folk vil hellere se dumme drenge der på mode
Det okay, tung regn på ruden
For folk vil hellere se dumme drenge der på mode, det okay

Ren whisky, beskidt sjæl
Hænger med en slem tøs, men hun er rimelig fint klædt
Har en kold i min højre, og en smøg i min venstre
Måske var det en joint, lad være at sige det til mine forældre
Jeg har folk der aldrig har kendt mig der siger de ikk kan kende mig
OH MY GOD, fuck jeres fornemmelser
Ingen kostumer, ren rap, gift i kanyler
Varm pik op i din dame så fissen ikk' fryser

N-I-X-E-N CREW, fuck hvad du troede, det hvad du ved nu Jeg har det med at bolle dem verbalt
Så du ser dem holde kæft hvis jeg holder en tale
Træder ind i det lokale som var jeg pøblen
Taler direkte, jeg den eneste de vil lytte til, det fucking hyggeligt
Fuck dit flow, find kvitteringen og byt det
Jeg er bragende på alle beats, hvis du har nosser til at dyste
Big Craig linjer, Nik & Jay linjer
Det bare Niklas, har altid haft det bedste i mig
Farligt, alt andet er langt væk
Folk taler til mig som jeg bad om en samtale
Det okay, yeah det okay
LIGE FREM

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This is braggadocio rap, because I can't help but rap
A word of advice for a female rapper
Just don't, honey
To those of you who ask for help, I can't do everything
You can't be this good without being a little arrogant
Talking to my mom, like look what I've done
She said it wasn't hard to be this good amongst so much crap
So I made my own record
Thought Danish rap needed it
Good with some first aid between the disasters
10 tracks on the record call it x like the Romans
The lion here is hungry, where the fuck are the antelopes?
I waited for the right moment and then I struck
Denmark's best rapper from Sweden, did you get that?

Still heavy rain on the window
Because people would rather see stupid boys who are fashionable
It's okay, heavy rain on the window
Because people would rather see stupid boys who are fashionable

Over the clouds when I smoke, but I land perfectly
No trace of what I've been drinking, because the bottle is gone
Still going crunk, still the same attitude
Still the same Crew NC where my people are
Two fingers up put peace over violence
It's warm down in the studio because the street is cold
It doesn't hold up to have a team that doesn't care about you
Because otherwise what you do will crumble, you shitty rapper
Sorry if I swear, but I bring what I can
And when I get the feeling that nothing can stop me
I eat you like cancer
Murdering Danish rap, barely Danish
Niklas with a K, 2 S's in Hansson

Still heavy rain on the window
Because people would rather see stupid boys who are fashionable
It's okay, heavy rain on the window
Because people would rather see stupid boys who are fashionable, it's okay

Pure whiskey, dirty soul
Hanging out with a bad girl, but she's dressed pretty nice
I got a cold one in my right, and a smoke in my left
Maybe it was a joint, let's not tell my parents
I have people who have never known me who say they don't recognize me
OH MY GOD, fuck your perceptions
No costumes, pure rap, poison in needles
Hot dick up in your girl so her pussy doesn't freeze

N-I-X-E-N CREW, fuck what you thought, it's what you know now I tend to fuck them verbally
So you see them shut up if I give a speech
I enter the room like I was the people
Speaking directly, I'm the only one they want to listen to, it's fucking cozy
Fuck your flow, find the receipt and exchange it
I'm brilliant on all beats, if you have the balls to compete
Big Craig lines, Nik & Jay lines
It's just Niklas, always had the best in me
Dangerous, everything else is far away
People talk to me like I asked for a conversation
It's okay, yeah it's okay
STRAIGHT AHEAD