Текст и перевод песни STOR - Svartskallar

Svartskallar

Det var en gång
Det var en gång jao...
Två rinkeby somalier
Brorsan båda hette Abdullahi
Dom brukade hugga hasch kakan som en samuraj
Samla para om de beef
Då de jalla bye
Kasta stålet upp i luften ingen butterfly

Två norraby syrianer båda hette Gääbi
Bilen bakdelen full som ghettogäri
Svär att 5 gånger om dagen
Dom beckna hekto o ääzi
Nu haki finns stureplan län

Två Vennersberg gambianer båda hette Modo
Dom bruka bäzza folk på para gjorde fett med euro
Visst dom spräckte några skallar och dom stressa shuno
Men nu dom bygger hus i gambia
Alltid klädda i Polo

Svartskallar älskar min musik
Revolutionär musik
Revolutionär
Hustler

Två chilenare från röda va kusiner
Dom bruka importera - som de apelsiner
Alla va med hela familjen fyllde kassaskrinet
Nu de torskas för att momo råka aina bilen

Två juggar bor i villa nu, soran och goran
De kunde bänka 150 utan anabola
Dom har varit med sen 80-talet, bruka japp Carola
De gjorde para innan alla andra hade några

Arash ifrån hallonbergen va en sveniranie
Han kunde snacka sönder suedis sedan mellanstadiet
Bästa säljaren som firman gjorde fem miljarder
Nu han bor i strandvägen, hajar i akvariet

Svartskallar älskar min musik
Revolutionär musik
Revolutionär
Hustler
Svartskallar älskar min musik
Revolutionär musik
Revolutionär
Hustler

Känner en finne heter Mikko gillar sticka kniv
Jag driver ba med stereotyper,
Kan inte trampa folk på tårna, måste va försiktig
Känner en guzz som krigar och du dör på riktigt
Svartskallar alltid stämpade från noll
Stämpla tillbak

Blackheads

Once upon a time
It was a time, yeah...
Two Rinkeby Somalis
Both brothers were called Abdullahi
They used to cut the hash brick like a samurai
Collecting money if they beefed
Then they said bye-bye
Threw the steel in the air, no butterfly

Two North Africans from Norraby, both named Gääbi
The back of their car was full like a ghetto party
Swearing 5 times a day
They sold grams and ounces
Now the hook is at Stureplan

Two Venersberg Gambian men, both named Modo
They used to cheat people for money, making a lot of euros
Yes, they broke some skulls and they stressed the Swedish
But now they build houses in the Gambia
Always dressed in Polo

Blackheads love my music
Revolutionary music
Revolutionary
Hustler

Two Chileans from Röda were cousins
They used to import - like oranges
The whole family was involved, filling the cash box
Now they're being prosecuted because momo crashed the car

Two Yugoslavians live in a villa now, Soran and Goran
They could bench 150 without steroids
They've been around since the 80s, they used to hustle Carola
They made money before anyone else had any

Arash from Hallonbergen was a Swedish Iranian
He could talk his way out of a situation since middle school
The best salesman the company made five billion
Now he lives on Strandvägen, sharks in the aquarium

Blackheads love my music
Revolutionary music
Revolutionary
Hustler
Blackheads love my music
Revolutionary music
Revolutionary
Hustler

I know a Finn named Mikko who likes to stab people
I'm just playing with stereotypes,
Can't step on people's toes, have to be careful
I know a guy who fights and you'll die for real
Blacks always stigmatized from zero
Stamp back