Lyrics of Nummer 1 (Har Du Ryggen Min?) - Don Martin, Fela, Pumba

Nummer 1 (Har Du Ryggen Min?) - Don Martin, Fela, Pumba
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Date of issue: 23.05.2013
Song language: Norwegian

Nummer 1 (Har Du Ryggen Min?)

(original)
Jeg gir vel faen om du synes det høres kleint ut
Jeg begynte å rappe for jeg ville være Ice Cube
Så er du og jeg på bølgelengde?
Du er på en bølge, den varer neppe lenge
Jeg er fra Nasir, Rakim, BDP
Kassettopptak fra radioen med Tommy Tee
Tråkka linja tet i tet
Yo, det her er vår identitet
Mange brorer, hører ordet slenges rundt omkring
Men når det kommer til det, hvem av dem har ryggen min?
Har du ryggen min?
Jeg har ryggen din så klart
Og kan trøste deg med at jeg er favoritt der jeg er fra
For det æ'kke småting vi har fått til
Men har brukt mere spenn på rap enn det jeg har fått inn
Ting i dag blir vanna ut med klor
Jeg ble stor av å høre på spor fra herr Shakur
Nas i mitt øret når en T-bane ble tægga ned
Jeg ble en ninja til 36 kammere
Har prøvd å gjøre no annet enn å skrive tekster
Men kanskje det er alt jeg mestrer?
Jeg tror jeg har funnet styrken min
Blir enda sterkere av å vite at Breaknecks har ryggen min
Så har du ryggen min?
Jeg har ryggen din så klart
Og jeg kjører på fordi jeg er favoritt der jeg er fra
Siden D.U.R.E levde Thug life, og verden var imot oss
Så var det alltid hiphop ut av min boombox
Satt klistra foran MTV
Da jeg var 9, var det klart hva jeg skulle bli — en MC
Falt kjapp for no G-funk
Nok av attitude, alle hatere fikk Deez Nuts
Hørte mye Pac i vår hood
Menace to society, alle var up to no good
Drømte alltid stort som en kid
Så jeg gikk fra negativ til positiv og nå er alt fint
Men har du ryggen min?
Som om det var min egen
Still deg imot den og løft opp neven
For meg er det ingenting, gjør det for brødra mine
Holmlia, hvor jeg vokste opp, du ser det i øya mine
Brekk på Spar som barn, samma faen var attituden
Vi wilda ut til Biggie, Pac og Nas
Begynte å pakke hasj med et glimt i øyet
Oppe før soloppgangen, første til å treffe hjørnet
Rapper var alt jeg ville bli, nå er det alt jeg ble
Var terapi når alt var kjipt til det ble om til identitet
Purken spør nå om ID, jeg fortsetter å si det
Begge mellomfingra hevet høyt, fuck politiet og smiler
Så har du ryggen min?
Med alle nødvendige midler
Er favoritt alle steder folka mine chiller
Wada dadang, wada dada dang hey
Hør min 20 millimeter postermarker go bang
Dem brukte millioner på å holde oss tilbake
Redde for at banene skulle bli fargelagte
Pakk det opp, pakk det inn, hopp rundt omkring
Gjør det for Pac, han fra Sex Pack, gjør hva du vil
Sover med et øye åpent, stoler aldri blindt
Og hvis du prøver på no, gjett hvem som har ryggen min?
Jeg har ryggen din, vi kjører back-to-back
Favoritt-produsenten min er Battlecat
Shout out til Zombie Squad, alle Savage-folka
Jeg hadde Roxanne Shanté i skoleboka
Ville cutte som Philly-gutta, Jazzy Jeff
Cash Money, DJ Cheese, — fresh to death
Kings, legender vi har bygga på
Det er dem vi har i ryggen nå
Inner City Kings er nede med oss
Five Line Crew er nede med oss
All Living Legends er nede med oss
Making funky music is a must
We number one
Bring it on, motherfucker, bring it on
Bring it on, motherfucker, bring it on
Bring it on, motherfucker, bring it on
Bring it on, motherfucker, bring it on
(translation)
I don't give a damn if you think that sounds petty
I started rapping because I wanted to be Ice Cube
So are you and I on the same wavelength?
You are on a wave, it is unlikely to last long
I am from Nasir, Rakim, BDP
Cassette recording from the radio with Tommy Tee
Tread the line tightly
Yo, this is our identity
Many brothers, hear the word thrown around
But when it comes down to it, which one of them has my back?
Do you have my back?
I definitely have your back
And can comfort you that I'm a favorite where I'm from
Because of the little things we have achieved
But have spent more time on rap than I have received
Things today are watered out with chlorine
I grew up listening to tracks from Mr. Shakur
Nas in my ear when a subway got ticked down
I became a ninja to 36 chambers
Tried to do nothing but write lyrics
But maybe that's all I can master?
I think I have found my strength
Made even stronger knowing that Breaknecks has my back
So do you have my back?
I definitely have your back
And I'm riding on because I'm a favorite where I'm from
Since D.U.R.E lived the Thug life and the world was against us
Then there was always hip hop out of my boombox
Put the sticker in front of MTV
When I was 9, it was clear what I was going to be — a MC
Fell fast for no G-funk
Enough of the attitude, all haters got Deez Nuts
Heard a lot of Pac in our hood
Menace to society, everyone was up to no good
Always dreamed big as a kid
So I went from negative to positive and now everything is fine
But do you have my back?
As if it was my own
Face it and raise your fist
For me it is nothing, do it for my brothers
Holmlia, where I grew up, you see it in my island
Broke on Spar as a child, the attitude was the same
We went wild to Biggie, Pac and Nas
Started packing weed with a twinkle in his eye
Up before sunrise, first to hit the corner
Rapper was all I wanted to be, now it's all I became
Was therapy when everything was crazy until it turned into identity
The sow now asks for ID, I keep saying it
Both middle fingers raised high, fuck the police and smile
So do you have my back?
By all necessary means
Is favorite everywhere my chiller people
Wada dadang, wada dada dang hey
Hear my 20 millimeter poster marker go bang
They spent millions to hold us back
Afraid that the lanes would be colored
Wrap it up, wrap it up, jump around
Do it for Pac, he of the Sex Pack, do whatever you want
Sleep with one eye open, never trust blindly
And if you try no, guess who's got my back?
I've got your back, we're going back-to-back
My favorite maker is Battlecat
Shout out to Zombie Squad, all the Savage folks
I had Roxanne Shanté in my school book
Would cut like the Philly guys, Jazzy Jeff
Cash Money, DJ Cheese, — fresh to death
Kings, legends we have built on
They are the ones we have at our back now
The Inner City Kings are down with us
The Five Line Crew is down with us
All Living Legends are down with us
Making funky music is a must
We number one
Bring it on, motherfucker, bring it on
Bring it on, motherfucker, bring it on
Bring it on, motherfucker, bring it on
Bring it on, motherfucker, bring it on
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Artist lyrics: Pumba