Текст и перевод песни Suspekt - I Ved At I...

I Ved At I...

I ved at i ikk' har noget at sige
Og det fordi, holder lortet igang til hele er forbi
Så kan du, ikk' bare fuck af nu
Eller slug og sut en pik herfra til næste uge
Så du vil starte en krig
Bare du ved at det' hos F.I.P., jeg ta'r parti
Det' militærstrategi
Alene mit talent gør at i klapper i med jeres japperi
Det' mit liv du syn's der' praleri, men jeg' utrættelig
Sætter aldrig bremsen i og det' fortræffelig
Om fem år, hvor det stadig er det samme shit i hakker i
Den generelle danske rapper lyder fucking jammerlig
Det kræver sin mand at rydde op i denne svinesti
Ja, når du ter dig som en lille pige
Er det ikk' så underlig at du får pik i alle de huller du ka' få det i
Hver gang du har noget at sige
Men OK, bring det på, hvis du virkelig så gerne vil have hæfte den
For du så grim at det vil klæ' dig med sperm i kræften
Og du' forkert bro, som Madi Gra
Mens du smider din wonderbra
Bider fra mig som et rottweiler
Med tonede ruder på din boulevard
For hele mit crew skinner skarpt
Nu er vi der sgu snart
Donkraft med, skræller din slæde
Så jeg kan sidde på kronen på min egen gade
Og du ved ingen så det
Hvad enten der er 8210 eller otte nul otte
Så indtil alarmen ringer, so
Vil jeg bare sippe exo, få min boogie på, til kæde springer, ho
Så du må gi' den op for nogle der ikk' gi'r en fuck og holder lortet mere tæt
I ved at i ikk' har noget at sige
Og det fordi, holder lortet igang til hele er forbi
Kan du ikk' bare fuck af nu
Eller slug og sut en pik herfra til næste uge
Uh, hva' er det F.I. der ligger skarpt på et set med lidt kvalivare
Har lavet over 30 numre, så du ringer bare
Men du ved jo godt selv hvem det er der banger dig
Laver ikk' en skid, men hvis du vil mig noget, så ska' jeg noget
Og hvis du heffer den hos moi, så bli'r du sat af toget
Jeg sy's sgu bare at det' bedst du ser
At det kun er TROEL-S den fucking kid, der skal hæft den her
Jep, så går man, men du kan beholde dit ledestik
Der' intet pis bitch, det her er business
Du rimer sikkert fedt, men du har glemt dit flow
Det' F.I.P. så nu ved du hvem der har sendt mig, ho
Så giv mig et tegn på' vi har noget at frygt
Et tegn på, vi burde hive pløkkerne op og flygt
Er du løbet tør for idéer, du er fucking mundlam
F.I.P. inviterer og kælling nu kan du kun stamme
Der' ingen rygrad i noget i laver, fuck jeres grundstamme
Vil i se nogle af mine talegaver, dem i misunder fordi i selv er tamme
I sku'

I Know That I...

I know that you got nothing to say
And it's because you keep this shit going until it's all over
So can't you just fuck off now
Or suck and swallow a dick from here until next week
So you want to start a war
Just so you know that it's with F.I.P. that I take sides
It's military strategy
My talent alone makes you guys clap with your chatter
It's my life that you think is bragging, but I'm tireless
Never put the brakes on and it's superb
In five years, when it's still the same shit you're hacking into
The general Danish rapper sounds fucking pathetic
It takes a man to clean up this pigsty
Yeah, when you act like a little girl
It's not so strange that you get dick in all the holes you can get it in
Every time you have something to say
But OK, bring it on, if you really want to staple it
'Cause you're so ugly it would suit you with sperm in your cancer
And you're wrong bro, like Madi Gra
While you throw away your Wonderbra
Bite down on you like a Rottweiler
With tinted windows on your boulevard
'Cause my whole crew shines brightly
Now we're almost there
Jack up, peel your sleigh
So I can sit on the crown of my own street
And you know nobody knows that
Whether there's 8210 or eight zero eight
So until the alarm goes off, so
I'll just sip exo, get my boogie on, until the chain breaks, ho
So you have to give it up for some who don't give a fuck and keep the shit closed
You know that you got nothing to say
And it's because you keep this shit going until it's all over
Can't you just fuck off now
Or suck and swallow a dick from here until next week
Uh, what is it F.I. who lies sharply on a set with some quality goods
Has made over 30 tracks, so you just call
But you know damn well who's banging you
Don't do a damn thing, but if you want something from me, then I need something
And if you throw it at me, you'll get thrown off the train
I just think it's best that you see
That only TROEL-S the fucking kid is supposed to staple this here
Yeah, then you leave, but you can keep your conductor's baton
There's no bullshit, bitch, this is business
You probably rhyme great, but you forgot your flow
It's F.I.P. so now you know who sent me, ho
So give me a sign that we have something to fear
A sign that we should pull up the pegs and run away
Are you running out of ideas, you're fucking speechless
F.I.P. invites and baby now you can only stammer
There's no backbone in anything you do, fuck your base tribe
Do you want to see some of my speaking gifts, the ones you envy because you yourself are tame
You should've