Текст и перевод песни Orgi-E - City2musik (Hva Glor Du På)

City2musik (Hva Glor Du På)

Fængselsorkesteret spiller for sidste gang
Det ene kvarter efter det andet, skyder op!
Det ligner sådan et bedre fængsel, det noget møg det hele her ude.
Jeg arbejder her ude, men jeg vil ik' bo her.

Der ingen fucking stress, jeg født på tidens holdeplads.
Remoladestræde hvor folk de flasher i joggin-dress,
Med en stjålet taske under armen når de på vej op og vask.
Dolk og bat - dårligt match, vokset op med folk der gir' ordenlig klask!
Din nabo stjæler din' ting, og sælger dem tilbage til dig,
To dage efter, hvis der noget tilbage til dig!
Vi lave som fællesnævner, der ævler for at hævd' os,
Højtrystende med knojern købt i Polen for at tæv' dig!
Og vi sir' hey!

Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey hey) Hvad glor du på?!

Knallert 45 hakket, siden jeg var 16.
Mike Tyson på mit TV, købt uden regning.
Ordenlig rejsning på til kanal k, og har en signing,
Eget pladeselskab - selvskabt, mig forretning!
Der står knæk og bræk på siden af vores firmabiler,
Vestegnens slemme drenge besider alle virkemidler.
Cirkelspark, træningshave, gaspistoler og' slag i maven,
Kastestjerner, rygeklubber med ludere i mandelgave,
Plastik fortænder, silikone patter - Hvor du far til 3 børn, men ik' din kones datter.
Pædagoger der på druk siden 68', og som personligt er der.
Du må luk og sluk for salg af hash pga. beboer klager.
Steroidebrider, protein pulver, gemmer tjal i støvsugeren selv fra et lille
Vi vilde unger, røver dig og pisser på dig!
Har baldret skaller mod wc kummer, så vi sir.

(Hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey hey) Hvad glor du på?!

Ik' noget hipster pis! det city 2 musik, så la' det lort læg!
(La-la la' det, la' det lort læg!)
Ik' noget hipster pis! det city 2 musik, så la' det lort læg!
.Og hel' familien den sir':

(Hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey) Hvad glor du på?!
Hvad fuck, fuck glor du på?!
(Hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey hey) Hvad glor du på?!
(Hey) Hvad glor du på?!
Hvad fuck, fuck glor du på?!

Galgebakken.
Galgebakken.

Min familie og jeg vi trives vældig godt her,
Jeg har talt med mange mennesker, og de er allesammen vældig tilfredse
Både med husene og med alt det der bliver gjort ved trivslen her ude.

City2musik (What Are You Looking at)

The prison orchestra plays for the last time
One quarter of an hour after the other, they shoot up!
It looks like a better prison, this is some crap out here.
I work out here, but I don't want to live here.

There's no fucking stress, I was born in the time of the bus stop.
Remolade Street where people flash in jogging suits,
With a stolen bag under their arm when they're on their way to the wash.
Knife and bat - bad match, grew up with people who give proper slaps!
Your neighbor steals your things and sells them back to you,
Two days later, if there's anything left for you!
We make as a common denominator, they grumble to assert themselves,
Trembling with brass knuckles bought in Poland to beat you up!
And we say hey!

What are you staring at?!
(Hey hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey hey) What are you staring at?!

Moped 45 hacked, since I was 16.
Mike Tyson on my TV, bought without a bill.
Proper erection on to channel k, and have a signing,
Own record label - self-made, me business!
It says snap and break on the side of our company cars,
Slemme boys of the west end possess all means.
Roundhouse kicks, exercise garden, gas pistols and punches in the stomach,
Throwing stars, smoking clubs with hookers in almond gifts,
Plastic dentures, silicone boobs - You're the father of 3 kids, but not your wife's daughter.
Educators who have been drinking since 68', and who are there personally.
You have to close down the sale of hash due to resident complaints.
Steroid chicks, protein powder, hide weed in the vacuum cleaner even from a little
We wild kids, rob you and piss on you!
Have bald skulls against toilet bowls, so we say.

(Hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey hey) What are you staring at?!

Not any hipster crap! this city 2 musik, so let that crap lie!
(La-la let it, let that crap lie!)
Not any hipster crap! this city 2 musik, so let that crap lie!
And the whole family says:

(Hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey) What are you staring at?!
What the fuck, what the fuck are you staring at?!
(Hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey hey) What are you staring at?!
(Hey) What are you staring at?!
What the fuck, what the fuck are you staring at?!

Galgebakken.
Galgebakken.

My family and I thrive very well here,
I have spoken to many people and they are all very satisfied
Both with the houses and with everything that is being done for the well-being here.