Текст и перевод песни Niarn feat. L.O.C. - Stikkersvin

Stikkersvin

Bitch, kan du ikk' li' mit pis, så pil det af
Råb "Fuck L.O.C." og lyt lidt Per V
Luder, der er grænser, de blir' trukket op
Det' nok så flot, I ka' rime og freestyle i en hel time

Som om, Per V ikk' var slem nok
Skal vi nu ogs' lyt' til det her lille Ulfborg fuck
Der biter hans ord, går i retten for en hore
Men hey Niarn, jeg ved hvor den lille spejder, han bor

Strøm, det' næsten synd for dig, kun lige begyndt for dig
Smut ned på station ét og rap for en mønt, sjoller
Helt Sik, lystløgner klik, sut en pik, fuck kejseren af Rom, lav noget, der holder stik

Jeg har ikk' rappet om en bitch, jeg ikk' har kneppet i modsætning til dig og din fantasi-leg
Jeg lever mit pis ud, det ikk' bar' rim
Så hey Glenn, hold li' min Jim Beam (haha)

Yeah, jeg drikker, mens du fucker stodderen op
Hva' si'r du til den?
Tattoverer ham med min loddekolbe
Hva' si'r du til den?
Og der står vel ikk' Stewart Stardust
Hva' si'r du til den?
Jeg kan starte slagsmål og du kan slås
Yes sir

Stikkersvin, du redder sengen, som du ligger i'en
Du vil altid være helt til grin
Futtet af i et lagen af benzin
Stikkersvin, du redder sengen, som du ligger i'en
Du vil altid være helt til grin
Futtet af i et lagen af benzin

Jeg kan altid pille jer ho's, ha, uden at røre en muskel
Det her, det' ikk' en fucking advarsel, det' en trussel
Cutter dobbelt op, hva' er det, I heffers vil?
Jeg er bakket op af L.O.C. og resten af F.I.P.

Søren Strøm, du er ude, hvor du ikk' kan bunde
Jeg ku' få dig rykket rundt for en fiffer og en blunt
Kør dit freestyle shit, sig du hader mig, men glem nu ikk' et sekund, hvem det var der smadrede dig

Stikkerdreng, så dit show på forbrændingen
Så, at alle mine fans truede dig, det' straffen, ikk'?
Jeg ved, det ikk' kun sker, når I bli'r set i Lunden
Dig og de andre to gays dør med en pik i munden

Men I er stadig ikk' de eneste på min hadeliste
KDL, du kan stadig få nogle flade, bitch
Regn med dem
I ser mig igen
Mister Jim beam, hold lige min Heinekin

Hey Glenn, jeg har lidt whiskey i mig
Hva' si'r du til den?
Vågen tredje dagen kun på snitter
Hva' si'r du til den?
Gir' ikk' en fuck, om du kan li' mig
Hva' si'r du til den?
Laver sjov, men du' ikk' Buddha Glitter
No, sir

Stikkersvin, du redder sengen, som du ligger i'en
Du vil altid være helt til grin
Futtet af i et lagen af benzin
Stikkersvin, du redder sengen, som du ligger i'en
Du vil altid være helt til grin
Futtet af i et lagen af benzin

Et joggingsæt fra Adidas
Hva' si'r du til den?
En dunk benz og en skimask
Hva' si'r du til den?
En fucking spærret og en fri plads
Hva' si'r du til den?
Hop i din slæde og bare gi' gas
Hva' si'r du til den?

Et joggingsæt fra Adidas
Hva' si'r du til den?
En dunk benz og en skimask
Hva' si'r du til den?
En fucking spærret og en fri plads
Hva' si'r du til den?
Hop i din slæde og bare gi' gas
Hva' si'r du til den?

Dit stikkersvin, du redder sengen, som du ligger i'en
Du vil altid være helt til grin
Futtet af i et lagen af benzin
Stikkersvin, du redder sengen, som du ligger i'en
Du vil altid være helt til grin
Futtet af i et lagen af benzin

Yo, det er 4Pro fra Slagelse
Jeg har li' en hilsen til Søren Strøm og helt sikkert faggots
Ingen af jer bitches ska' spil' op' i Slagelse eller nogen steder, hvor vi viser os
Og det er der statsgaranti på
Er I i tvivl, så spørg Henning "Stikkerkongens piger" Winter
Fuck den bitch

Snitch Pig

Bitch, if you don't like my shit, then peel it off
Shout "Fuck L.O.C." and listen to some Per V
Slut, there are boundaries, they're being drawn
It's pretty cool you can rhyme and freestyle for a whole hour

As if Per V wasn't bad enough
Now we also have to listen to this little Ulfborg fuck
Who bites his words, goes to court for a whore
But hey Niarn, I know where this little scout lives

Strøm, it's almost a shame for you, just got started
Get down to station one and rap for a dime, you bum
Helt Sik, lying click, suck a dick, fuck the emperor of Rome, do something that sticks

I haven't rapped about a bitch I haven't boned unlike you and your fantasy play
I live out my shit, it's not just rhymes
So hey Glenn, hold my Jim Beam (haha)

Yeah, I drink while you're fucking up the retard
What do you say to that?
Tattooing him with my soldering iron
What do you say to that?
And it doesn't say Stewart Stardust, does it?
What do you say to that?
I can start fights and you can fight
Yes sir

Snitch pig, you're saving the bed you lie in
You'll always be a laughing stock
Set ablaze in a sheet of gasoline
Snitch pig, you're saving the bed you lie in
You'll always be a laughing stock
Set ablaze in a sheet of gasoline

I can always take you hoes, ha, without moving a muscle
This is not a fucking warning, it's a threat
Cutting double up, what is it you heifers want?
I'm backed up by L.O.C. and the rest of F.I.P.

Søren Strøm, you're out of your depth
I could get you moved for a five and a blunt
Run your freestyle shit, say you hate me, but don't forget for a second who it was that smashed you

Snitch boy, saw your show at the burn unit
So, all my fans threatened you, that's the punishment, right?
I know it doesn't just happen when you're seen in Lunden
You and the other two gays die with a dick in your mouth

But you're still not the only ones on my hate list
KDL, you can still get some slaps, bitch
Count on them
You'll see me again
Mister Jim Beam, hold my Heineken

Hey Glenn, I've got some whiskey in me
What do you say to that?
Awake for three days only on sandwiches
What do you say to that?
Don't give a fuck if you like me
What do you say to that?
Making fun, but you're not Buddha Glitter
No, sir

Snitch pig, you're saving the bed you lie in
You'll always be a laughing stock
Set ablaze in a sheet of gasoline
Snitch pig, you're saving the bed you lie in
You'll always be a laughing stock
Set ablaze in a sheet of gasoline

A tracksuit from Adidas
What do you say to that?
A can of gas and a ski mask
What do you say to that?
A fucking locked and a free space
What do you say to that?
Jump in your sleigh and just step on the gas
What do you say to that?

A tracksuit from Adidas
What do you say to that?
A can of gas and a ski mask
What do you say to that?
A fucking locked and a free space
What do you say to that?
Jump in your sleigh and just step on the gas
What do you say to that?

You snitch pig, you're saving the bed you lie in
You'll always be a laughing stock
Set ablaze in a sheet of gasoline
Snitch pig, you're saving the bed you lie in
You'll always be a laughing stock
Set ablaze in a sheet of gasoline

Yo, it's 4Pro from Slagelse
I've got a shout out to Søren Strøm and totally faggots
None of you bitches are gonna play up in Slagelse or anywhere we show up
And there's a state guarantee on that
If you're in doubt, ask Henning "Snitch King's Girls" Winter
Fuck that bitch