Lyrics of Aldrig Helt Væk - DJ Static, Jøden

Aldrig Helt Væk (original)

Født i en lille flæk', kommer aldrig helt væk
Selvom jeg er helt væk, wake and bake — helt stegt
Spiller ikke smart, jeg' bare vildt kæk
Brænder gummi, og vi taler ikke bildæk
Dyrker ikk' motion men jeg løber et par risici
Spiser ikke svin, men jeg laver noget griseri
Har et rygte der' ridser i
Ser den serie med Khaleesi i og hører musik med Eazy E
Marwan stil, jeg kommer ind af vinduet
Jonas For Fanden, jeg' kommet for at vind' dude
Jeg' ikk' gone with the wind
Jeg står ude i gården med en pind yo' ordentlig flink
Jeg' pretty much en good guy
Der gør en masse lort en masse regler har forbudt mig
Jeg' skæv af min pind og high på min fame
Så ring til nattelægen, jeg' helt væk som Madeleine
Det tog et stykke tid med to’eren
Jeg sku' lige ned på jorden, lave «Den Fede» med bror’en
Ey yo l’chaim til den gamle dreng
Dobbelt A, blue cheese og parmesan
Og godt taget til din gade knægt
Og hvil i fred til din badevægt
Rammer ikk' ved siden af
Iskold, ligeglad — funky kjole Medina
Det' bare mig og diplomat tasken
Yo jeg' mad basket, har det fantastisk
Plugget ind, fastnet
Har så meget grej at de kalder mig Inspector Gadget
Tror du selv du' the shit?
Stor i munden — bette pik
Ey yo, rolig Fætter Højben
Ingen ringe røg og en stor pose løgringe
Glasset er ikk' halvt fyldt, du drikker bare langsomt mayn
Her i branchen er det boblevand og kransekage
Hidsigprop, regler bli’r ridset op
Og sex med gummimænd er ikke ligeså godt
Yeah det' the motherfucking truth mayn
De lyver for de unge — julemayn
Ved hvad i laver, ugeblade
Tilbage i
Nye jagtmarker — pløjer dem
Ikke økologisk — sprøjter dem
Store hænder — grydelapper
Inge fatter hvad jeg siger — jyde rapper
Så ka' i fandme lære det, det' den fucking jyde'
Yeah, sådan dér, såd'n skal rocken lyde
Det' den fucking jyde
Yeah, sådan dér
Det' den fucking jyde
Så ka' i fandme lære det, det' den fucking jyde'

(translation)

Born in a little spot ', never quite gets away
Even though I'm completely gone, wake and bake - completely fried
Not playing smart, I'm just wildly handsome
Burns rubber and we are not talking car tires
Do not exercise but I run a few risks
Do not eat pork, but I do some filth
Has a reputation that 'scratches in
Watch that series with Khaleesi in and listen to music with Eazy E
Marwan style, I come in by the window
Jonas To Hell, I 'come to win' dude
I 'ikk' gone with the wind
I'm standing in the yard with a stick yo 'really nice
I'm pretty much a good guy
That does a lot of shit a lot of rules have banned me
I 'skew off my stick and high on my fame
So call the night doctor, I'm all gone like Madeleine
It took a while with the two
I'm going straight to the ground, doing "The Fat One" with my brother
Ey yo l’chaim to the old boy
Double A, blue cheese and parmesan
And well taken to your street kid
And rest in peace for your bathroom scale
Does not hit next to
Ice cold, indifferent - funky dress Medina
It's just me and the diplomat bag
Yo I 'food basket, have it great
Plugged in, landline
Have so much stuff that they call me Inspector Gadget
Do you even think you 'the shit?
Big in the mouth - bette cock
Ey yo, calm Cousin Højben
No rings of smoke and a large bag of onion rings
The glass is not half full, you just drink mayn slowly
Here in the industry, it's bubble water and wreath cake
Fury, rules are being scratched up
And sex with rubber men is not as good
Yeah det 'the motherfucking truth mayn
They lie to the young - Christmas Mayn
Know what you're doing, magazines
Back in
New hunting grounds - plowing them
Not organic - sprays them
Big hands - potholders
Inge understands what I're saying - jute rapper
So can you fucking learn it, that 'the fucking Jew'
Yeah, like that, that's how the rock should sound
It's the fucking Jew
Yeah, like that
It's the fucking Jew
So can you fucking learn it, that 'the fucking Jew'