Translation of the song lyrics New York Metronom - Don Martin

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!

New York Metronom (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!