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Nye tider
New Times
Jeg ser ham
I see him
Ser ham gaden, ser hele balladen
See him on the street, see the whole mess
Før den er ved at opstå, jeg ved hvad han vil
Before it's about to happen, I know what he wants
Opnå, lisså snart han siger "Hva såå"
To achieve, as soon as he says "What's up?"
Og hurtigt klapper mig lommerne imens jeg går, men yo
And quickly pats my pockets as I walk by, but yo
mærker han min hånd om min kniv
Then he feels my hand on my knife
Vi ser hinanden og vi går videre i vores liv,
We look at each other and we move on with our lives,
For i dag ku det ha endt med mord eller røveri
Because today it could have ended in murder or robbery
Men i dag gik vi begge fri, vi gik væk fordi
But today we both went free, we left because
Det' det samme kvarter vi startede ud i
It's the same neighborhood we started out in
De samme gader alle vores venner slipper skud i
The same streets all our friends fire shots in
Det ene øjeblik så' din homie med turen
One moment your homie is on the ride
Det næste sekund er han et billede muren, og
The next second he's a picture on the wall, and
Vi' her i de samme gader, samme gråd, samme glæder
We're here in the same streets, same tears, same joys
Samme ting vi elsker, samme ting vi hader
Same things we love, same things we hate
Det' ikke svært træd et skridt tilbage
It's not that hard, take a step back
For den der mister overblikket har selv talt sine dage
Because the one who loses sight has counted his own days
[Omkvæd]
[Chorus]
Det hele handler om penge
It's all about the money
Hvor længe ka du mon hænge?
How long can you hang?
Før at skæbnen henter dig
Before fate gets you
Før de tar dig til fange
Before they take you prisoner
Før de ruller op dig
Before they roll up on you
Over duller og coca
Over blunts and coca
Ta og stop mens du kan, ellers vil de dig
Stop while you can, otherwise they'll get you
For folk er syge i hodet
Because people are sick in the head
De vil ha have hævn og se blod
They want revenge and see blood
Vil ha magt og respekt
Want power and respect
Og en bil der ser ud
And a car that looks good
Og det vil altid ned, det vil altid blive ved
And it will always go down, it will always continue
Hvis ikke vi alle slutter fred mens der stadig er tid
If we don't all make peace while there is still time
[Ataf]
[Ataf]
Op i min homies ride - pistoler har han to af
Up in my homie's ride - he has two pistols
Blæst coca klar til at blæse fjendens roe af
Blown on coca, ready to blow the enemy's peace of mind
Han hvisker: "Der ingen love disse gader
He whispers: "There are no laws on these streets
Kun snitches og forrædere, samt skumle bitches der sladrer", han hader
Only snitches and traitors, as well as shady bitches who gossip", he hates
Dem mere end de pansere der chikanerer ham
Them more than the cops who harass him
Kropsvisiterer ham hver gang de passerer ham
Body search him every time they pass him
Han sværger han har fået nok
He swears he's had enough
Vil ha vendetta
Wants vendetta
Kan se han mener det måden han knuger sin barettas
You can tell he means it by the way he squeezes his Beretta
Desværre kan ikke ham til at la vær' for homie
Unfortunately can't get him to stop, homie
Lever ved sværdet han falder ved sværdet
Lives by the sword so he dies by the sword
Han er helt fra den har været det siden han var 13
He's completely gone, been that way since he was 13
Som for resten også var det første år han kom for retten
Which by the way was also the first year he went to court
Han er legemliggørelsen af gadernes ånd
He's the embodiment of the streets' spirit
Og en forblændet ungdom der ikke kan tæmmes med lovens hånd
And a blinded youth that cannot be tamed by the hand of the law
Og der' ingen overdrivelser i mine beskrivelser
And there are no exaggerations in my descriptions
Det' bare et sandt billede hvad der omgiver mig
It's just a true picture of what surrounds me
[Omkvæd]
[Chorus]
[Jokeren & Ataf]
[Jokeren & Ataf]
Jeg gik en
I went
Tur forbi min homeboys crib, han sad og vejede
For a walk past my homeboy's crib, he was sitting and weighing
Stofferne af, men han fyldte sin pistols clip
The drugs, but he filled his pistol's clip
Jeg sagde hva laver du? han svarede: "Det' jobbet"
I said what are you doing? He replied: "It's the job"
"Du har tjent dit, yo, du burde være stoppet"
"You've earned your keep, yo, you should have stopped"
For homboy vi' ikke unge mer
Because homie, we're not that young anymore
Til gengæld er vi fandme blevet en hel del tungere der
On the other hand, we've become a hell of a lot heavier there
hvorfor skal de kampe vi udkæmper
So why should the battles we fight
Føres med maskinpistoler med lyddæmper?
Be waged with silenced machine guns?
Ingen kan vide sig sikker, hvem er din ven hvem er stikker
No one can be sure, who is your friend, who is a snitch
Hvem er desperat nok til at trække triggeren?
Who's desperate enough to pull the trigger?
Det' nye tider, syge tider, hold din øjne åbne
It's new times, sick times, so keep your eyes open
Hånden våbnet hvis du gerne vil videre
Hand on the weapon if you want to go on
Homies griner, sir: "ataf, puds din glorie"
Homies are laughing, say: "Ataf, polish your halo"
Bust hellere en gangster historie nede fra territoriet
Bust a gangster story from the territory instead
Jeg gir dem noget der sætter ild i gaden
I give them something that sets fire to the streets
Homies, jeg elsker jeg alle sammen i finde freden
Homies, I love you, I hope you all find peace
Hvorfor ska vi to slås?
Why should we fight?
Vi lever i de samme gader
We live in the same streets
Hvad sker der for os?
What's happening to us?
Når vi elsker, når vi hader?
When we love, when we hate?
Hvorfor ska vi to slås?
Why should we fight?
Vi lever i de samme gader
We live in the same streets
Hvad sker der for os?
What's happening to us?
Når vi elsker, når vi hader?
When we love, when we hate?
Det hele handler om penge
It's all about the money
Hvor længe ka du mon hænge?
How long can you hang?
Før at skæbnen henter dig
Before fate gets you
Før de tager dig til fange
Before they take you prisoner
Før de ruller op dig
Before they roll up on you
Over duller og coca
Over blunts and coca
Ta og stop mens du kan, ellers vil de dig
Stop while you can, otherwise they'll get you
For folk er syge i hodet
Because people are sick in the head
De vil at have hævn og se blod
They want revenge and see blood
Vil ha magt og respekt
Want power and respect
Og en bil der ser ud
And a car that looks good
Og det vil altid ned, det vil altid blive ved
And it will always go down, it will always continue





Авторы: Remee, Ataf Kawai, Daniel Davidsen, Jesper Dahl, Nicoli Seebach, Rasmus Seebach


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