Текст и перевод песни Klumben & Fragga Just, Klumben & Fragga Just - Det Var Igår (feat. Fragga Just)

Det Var Igår (feat. Fragga Just)

Ja for det var i går
Ja det var i går
Lille lydreng, ja jeg håber du forstår
Ja, for det var i går
Ja, det var i går

Fortæl dem Fragga Just og fortæl dem hvorfor!
Hør lille dreng
Du vil ikk′ se mig når jeg stresser
Hamrer ruden ind og tømmer alle kasser
Kun de helt store sedler gider ikke den halvtredser
Nervøs' røde øjne, for jeg′ gammel hasher ey!
Alle folk de kan li' mig
De samles rundt om mig og klumben i stimer
Sender din tøs et hedt blik og hun besvimer
Mens du står der og drømmer om at blive mig
For i går nat var en hård nat
De kriminiminelle nede på gaden de forstår at
Fragga Just og Klumben ud at gøre sin' ting
Speederen helt i bund når vi kører rundt omkring
For i går nat blev en hård nat
En politibetjent ud på gaden han forstår at
Det Fragga Just og Klumben ud at gøre deres ting
Benene på nakken, jo det med at komme i sving
Fucking politi, altid efter mig
Klumben gemmer sig på gaden
Og ja, du ved hvorfor
For når man er kriminiminel, så må man hellere pas på
Ellers kommer de blå keddeldragter ind bag lås og slå
Men nej jeg lytter ikke på dem
Lytter ikk på dem
Lytter ikke på folk der vil fortælle mig løgn′ eller send mig hjem
Lytter ikke på dem
Nej, jeg lytter ikk′ på dem
Alle de der falske mennesker de må bare selv tage hjem
For her i går der var jeg op' ind i byen
Jeg kigged på de piger, og det var et dejligt syn
Og de kom helt fra Jylland og de kom helt fra Fyn
Hen for at mærk på Klumbens lomme, for de vidst′ han havde gryn
Men de må stop
Og de må slut
Ikk' mærk på Klumbens lomme, de ved at det forbudt
For alle de pinde Klumben har, dem lavede han i nat
Ingen de så noget, og ingen gik til Skat
Nej for det var i går

Ja det var i går
Lille lydreng, ja jeg håber du forstår
Ja, for det var i går
Ja, det var i går
Fortæl dem Fragga Just og fortæl dem hvorfor!

Vi spreder netværk ud i digitale København
En hver it-admin har marreridt om mit navn
Og, du kan kald mig tyveknægt
Eller kald mig Fragga Just
Ingen e-mail eller kode
Du kan lave er robust
Nok til at stoppe mig
Vi trænger igennem overalt
Skyder digitale røgslør så fjenden han blir′ kvalt
Indfiltrerer KBH kilobyte for kilobyte
Så tjek dig selv kilobyte for kilobyte
Et styks kriminel
Og et styks Fragga Fragga
Vil du værne om dit liv er det bedst du pakker pakker
For lige præcis igår var en rimlig hård nat
Mig og klumben ryggede hælervarer som besat
Og der var titusinde pansere, der prøvede at skyd' os ned
De trykkede speederen i bund, og skød i en evighed
Vi skyder rubbabub bum til magasinet det var tomt
Panserne var væk og der var penge på vores lomme
For i går nat det var en god nat
Mig og Fragga laved′ penge og du kan tro at
De penge vi havde i går, dem har vi ikke i dag
For jeg kan hurtigt bruge firs lapper på en hverdag
For de penge vi har de laver flere penge
Yngler ned i banken og det varer ikke så længe
I morgen så rykker titusinde ind igen min ven
Og i overmorgen ja så sker det hele igen

Ja for det var i går
Ja det var i går
Lille lydreng, ja jeg håber du forstår
Ja, for det var i går
Ja, det var i går
Fortæl dem Fragga Just og fortæl dem hvorfor
Ja for det var i går
Ja det var i går
Lille lydreng, ja jeg håber du forstår
Ja, for det var i går
Ja, det var i går
Fortæl dem Fragga Just og fortæl dem hvorfor

Alle dem der er kriminelle
De har en hård nat
Alle dem der er ind og spjælde
De har en hård nat
Alle dem der er hjemløse
De har en hård nat
Alle dem der er gadetøs
De har en hård nat
Dem der skyder det hvide
De har en hård nat
Alle dem fra politiet
De har en hård nat
Dem med streger i deres næs
Vi har en hård nat
Og alle dem fra Cheff
De har en god nat

It Was Yesterday (feat. Fragga Just)

Yes, because it was yesterday
Yes, it was yesterday
Little sound boy, yes I hope you understand
Yes, because it was yesterday
Yes, it was yesterday

Tell them Fragga Just and tell them why!
Listen little boy
You don't want to see me when I'm stressing
Hammering the window in and emptying all the boxes
Only the big bills, don't bother with the fifty
Nervous, red eyes, 'cause I'm an old hasher, ey!
All the people they like me
They gather around me and Klumben in droves
I send your girl a hot look and she faints
While you stand there dreaming of being me
Because last night was a hard night
The criminal element down on the street they understand that
Fragga Just and Klumben out doing their thing
Pedal to the metal when we drive around
Because last night was a hard night
A police officer out on the street, he understands that
It's Fragga Just and Klumben out doing their thing
Legs on the neck, yeah, getting going
Fucking police, always after me
Klumben hides on the street
And yes, you know why
Because when you're a criminal, you better be careful
Otherwise, the blue boiler suits come in behind lock and key
But no, I don't listen to them
Don't listen to them
Don't listen to people who want to tell me lies or send me home
Don't listen to them
No, I don't listen to them
All those fake people, they can just go home themselves
Because last night I was up in town
I looked at the girls, and it was a beautiful sight
And they came all the way from Jutland and they came all the way from Funen
To feel Klumben's pocket, because they knew he had dough
But they have to stop
And they have to stop
Don't touch Klumben's pocket, they know it's forbidden
Because all the money Klumben has, he made last night
Nobody saw anything, and nobody went to the IRS
No, because it was yesterday

Yes, it was yesterday
Little sound boy, yes I hope you understand
Yes, because it was yesterday
Yes, it was yesterday
Tell them Fragga Just and tell them why!

We spread the network out in digital Copenhagen
Every IT admin has nightmares about my name
And, you can call me thief
Or call me Fragga Just
No email or code
You can create is robust
Enough to stop me
We penetrate everywhere
Shooting digital smoke screens so the enemy is choked
Infiltrating CPH kilobyte by kilobyte
So check yourself kilobyte by kilobyte
One criminal
And one Fragga Fragga
If you want to protect your life, it's best you pack your bags
Because last night was a pretty hard night
Me and Klumben were backing up healers like crazy
And there were tens of thousands of tanks trying to shoot us down
They put the pedal to the metal and shot for an eternity
We shoot rubbabub bum until the magazine is empty
The tanks were gone and there was money in our pockets
Because last night was a good night
Me and Fragga made money and you can bet that
The money we had yesterday, we don't have today
Because I can easily spend eighty grand on a weekday
Because the money we have makes more money
Multiplying in the bank and it won't be long
Tomorrow, tens of thousands will move in again, my friend
And the day after tomorrow, yes, it all happens again

Yes, because it was yesterday
Yes, it was yesterday
Little sound boy, yes I hope you understand
Yes, because it was yesterday
Yes, it was yesterday
Tell them Fragga Just and tell them why!
Yes, because it was yesterday
Yes, it was yesterday
Little sound boy, yes I hope you understand
Yes, because it was yesterday
Yes, it was yesterday
Tell them Fragga Just and tell them why

All those who are criminals
They have a hard night
All those who are in jail
They have a hard night
All those who are homeless
They have a hard night
All those who are street walkers
They have a hard night
Those who shoot the white
They have a hard night
All those from the police
They have a hard night
Those with lines in their nose
We have a hard night
And all those from Cheff
They have a good night