Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New York Metronom, artist - Don Martin
Date of issue: 16.03.2014
Song language: Norwegian
New York Metronom(original) |
New York er byens by, verdens metropol |
Moderne Konstantinopel, tidens metronom |
Nettopp metroen eller heller kall den New York subway |
Er pulsåra fra Brooklyn og opp til Broadway |
Den holder byen som aldri sover alltid våken |
Fra Bedstuy til South Bronx — den er alltid åpen |
Og over tusen kilometer lange skinner stormer |
Flere passasjerer daglig enn det er i hele Norge |
Helvete ha’kke no' på hete bølga nedi her |
Jeg tenker at jeg burde hatt på mindre klær |
De sier tusenvis av folk bor inne i tunnelen |
Knutsen og Ludvigsens historie e’kke dems fortelling |
Sprayboksen ble funnet opp på Oslos øst |
Men det er her dem skjønte hvordan den sku brukes først |
Det er her grafitti fødtes, krabba og tok løpefart |
Grand Concourse 149 var møteplass |
Ta det fra en t-baneramp reisende blant |
Menige mann under den evige kamp |
Å male banen er en writers fuckings holy grail |
Men med de lovene så får du kjapt et år i jail |
Du kan’ke signe, kan’ke etterlate DNA |
Grafitti squad har folk som etterforsker heftig spa |
Så vi sniker oss på skinnebro i Queensbridge |
Under ser vi hvordan nattgatelivet glir fint |
Refuse har vært å spana lenge på et sted hvor det |
Nettopp den helga står et set i express-sporet |
Gjemmer oss inni, baner passerer kjapt |
Adrenalinet pumper, så jeg svever as |
Rister cansa før vi går ut for å være stille |
Han skisser opp piecen, jeg jeg b’yner fylle |
NYPD bare cruiser noen meter under |
Tiden går i et annet tempo i sånne stunder |
Inn og ut, så smooth, vi fikk ikke noe chase engang |
Så for meg er Miranda fortsatt et jentenavn |
Denne teksten kommer fra Rap Genius Norge! |
(translation) |
New York is the city of cities, the metropolis of the world |
Modern Constantinople, the metronome of time |
Precisely the metro or rather call it the New York subway |
Is the artery from Brooklyn and up to Broadway |
It keeps the city that never sleeps always awake |
From Bedstuy to the South Bronx — it's always open |
And over a thousand kilometers long rail storms |
More passengers daily than there are in the whole of Norway |
Hell, don't worry about the hot wave down here |
I think that I should have worn less clothes |
They say thousands of people live inside the tunnel |
Knutsen and Ludvigsen's story is not their story |
The spray can was found in Oslo's east |
But this is where they figured out how to use it first |
This is where graffiti was born, crawled and took off |
Grand Concourse 149 was the meeting place |
Take it from a subway ramp traveler among |
Ordinary men during the eternal struggle |
Painting the pitch is a writers fucking holy grail |
But with those laws, you will quickly get a year in jail |
You can't sign, can't leave DNA |
Grafitti squad has people investigating hot spa |
So we sneak onto rail bridge in Queensbridge |
Below we see how the night street life glides nicely |
Refuse has been scouting for a long time in a place where it |
Just that weekend there is a set in the express lane |
Hiding inside, lanes pass quickly |
The adrenaline is pumping, so I'm floating |
Shake the cansa before we go out to be quiet |
He sketches the piece, I try to fill it |
The NYPD just cruises a few feet below |
Time goes at a different pace in moments like that |
In and out, so smooth, we didn't even get a chase |
So to me, Miranda is still a girl's name |
This text comes from Rap Genius Norway! |