Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song King Kong, artist - Donkey Sound
Date of issue: 31.05.2015
Song language: Danish
King Kong(original) |
Vælter ind på klubben, de kalder mig for King Kong, King Kong |
Vælter ind på klubben, de kalder mig for King Kong, King Kong |
Velkommen til King Kong |
For jeg, rocker mand, flipper det ping-pong |
rocker danser på distanc' |
Sparker mit land igang |
Minder om Sister Livingston |
Tænder min split, får nigger i takt, når først Fresh-I går igang |
Tænder op, tænder, tempo på drenge' |
Videre på musikken og min egen |
Jeg toaster mit flow, original style |
Så' det noget pis man ikk' har råd, drenge |
Så på ny gi’r den gas, sætter minder på plads |
Wafande holder det tæt sammen med General |
Og vi' sammen København, der kan den hvide fyre den bas |
Perkere fedter sig ind og holder musikken |
stor lyd, lyd, jeg elsker at larm' |
Så længe bassen den pumper, vil mit hjerte være varmt |
Jeg rider nok rytmer, starter nok alarm' |
Jeg' farlig som en ninja men jeg er ligesom et barn |
Jeg finder mig i intet, lidt ligesom Rambo |
Og ovenfra det skinner når jeg nynner mine flows |
Jeg dig en dans og nej så var det sjov |
Min næse den er ren, den har ikk' noget dope for |
Man er stor, man er Jumbo, man er King Kong |
Man er stor, man er Jumbo, man er King Kong |
Man er stor, man er Jumbo, man er King Kong |
Man er stor, man er Jumbo, man er King Kong |
Vi' brikker i spillet, vil ikk' teste |
Bare leve det liv, som vi er bedst til |
Så hvorfor er du bange mand, bange mand? |
Vi' en del af det samme land, samme land |
Vi hænger i klaser, den forbudne frugt |
Nogen ser os som laser, kan ikk' li' den lugt |
Men du ska' ikk' være bange mand, bange mand |
Vi' en del af det samme land, samme land |
La' mig høre jer bust' den bar |
Klapper som et blålyn når vi synger nu |
Runger i dit øre ligesom ligesom ekko når vi gynger toget |
Ruller med den raske lyd der rusker i raketterne |
Bassen pumper, kyllinger der ryster i skeletterne |
Se, vi ruller konerne i honning og pinocchiokugler |
Triller dem i guf, vi gi’r dem kinderæg og cocio |
Lyden af kongen hver gang han banker sig på brystkassen |
Skoven skævler, ryster når en abe skruer op for bassen |
Da jeg var en lille knægt, da folk spurgt' hva' jeg vil være når jeg bli’r stor |
Tænkt' jeg over hvorfor solen står op i øst og græsset gror |
Hvorfor jorden drejer rundt, og hvor jeg stammer fra |
Om jeg kom med storken, hvorfor jeg var endt hos mor og far |
For jeg vil være ligesom King Kong |
Være min egen chef og ha' verden i min hule hånd |
Forklædt som sløv men overhale alle indenom |
Ikk' kig' på uret men bare ta' tiden som den kom |
Gøre hvad jeg vil, ikk' gi' en fuck hva' de andre siger |
Svøm mod strømmen og ta' de knubs som det gi’r |
Ikk' være bange, men være ovenpå |
Kom' først i mål, de andre scholler gider kun at gå |
Vi' brikker i spillet, vil ikk' teste |
Bare leve det liv, som vi er bedst til |
Så hvorfor er du bange mand, bange mand? |
Vi' en del af det samme land, samme land |
Vi hænger i kla ser, den forbudne frugt |
Nogen ser os som laser, kan ikk' li' den lugt |
Men du ska' ikk' være bange mand, bange mand |
Vi' en del af det samme land, samme land |
Kongen, jeg føler dig |
Jeg tror menneskene fejler når de møder dig |
De tror du er et monster, men du er som os |
Du går på knoerne og overlever kun på trods |
Det ka' godt være den er voldsom, så'n en abe |
Men han har ogs' et kæmpemæssigt hjerte han kan tab' |
Og jeg ka' se han har tårer i sin øjenkrog |
For han er blevet vild med en som han ikk' kan få |
, skru op, gi' den op for din by |
Kalder på min |
I læ for den sky når jeg søger ly |
, skru op, gi' den op for din by |
Kalder på min |
I-æ-æ-æ-æ, oh |
(translation) |
Rolling into the club, they call me King Kong, King Kong |
Rolling into the club, they call me King Kong, King Kong |
Welcome to King Kong |
For me, rocker man, it flips ping-pong |
rocker dances in the distance |
Kicking my country off |
Reminiscent of Sister Livingston |
Turns my split on, gets niggers in tact once Fresh-I kicks in |
Lights up, lights up, pace on boys' |
On to the music and my own |
I toast my flow, original style |
So you can't afford that shit, boys |
So again it gives gas, puts memories in place |
Wafande keeps it close with General |
And we' together Copenhagen, the white can fire that bass |
Perkers grease in and hold the music |
big sound, sound, I love to noise' |
As long as the bass is pumping, my heart will be warm |
I ride enough rhythms, start enough alarms' |
I'm dangerous like a ninja but I'm just like a child |
I find myself in nothing, kind of like Rambo |
And from above it shines when I hum my flows |
I you a dance and no it was fun |
My nose it's clean, it doesn't have any dope to it |
One is big, one is Jumbo, one is King Kong |
One is big, one is Jumbo, one is King Kong |
One is big, one is Jumbo, one is King Kong |
One is big, one is Jumbo, one is King Kong |
We're pieces in the game, we don't want to test |
Just live the life that we are best at |
So why are you scared man, scared man? |
We' part of the same country, same country |
We hang in bunches, the forbidden fruit |
Someone sees us as a laser, can't like that smell |
But you mustn't be a scared man, a scared man |
We' part of the same country, same country |
Let me hear you bust that bar |
Clap like a blue lightning when we sing now |
Resounds in your ear just like echoes when we rock the train |
Rolls with the brisk sound of shaking the rockets |
Bass pumping, chickens shaking their skeletons |
Look, we roll the wives in honey and pinocchio balls |
Rolling them in guf, we give them cheek eggs and cocio |
The sound of the king every time he beats his chest |
The forest shakes, shakes when a monkey cranks up the bass |
When I was a little boy, when people asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up |
I wondered why the sun rises in the east and the grass grows |
Why the Earth spins and where I come from |
About I came with the stork, why I had ended up with mom and dad |
Because I want to be like King Kong |
Be my own boss and have the world in the palm of my hand |
Disguised as dull but overtake everyone inside |
Don't look at the clock but just take the time as it comes |
Do what I want, don't give a fuck what the others say |
Swim against the current and take the bumps that come your way |
Don't be afraid, but be on top |
Get to the finish line first, the other students just want to go |
We're pieces in the game, we don't want to test |
Just live the life that we are best at |
So why are you scared man, scared man? |
We' part of the same country, same country |
We hang in the cla se, the forbidden fruit |
Someone sees us as a laser, can't like that smell |
But you mustn't be a scared man, a scared man |
We' part of the same country, same country |
The King, I feel you |
I think people make mistakes when they meet you |
They think you're a monster, but you're like us |
You go to your knees and survive only through spite |
Maybe it's violent, like a monkey |
But he also has a giant heart he can lose |
And I can see he has tears in the corner of his eye |
Because he has fallen in love with someone he can't have |
, turn it up, give it up for your city |
Calling on my |
Sheltered from that cloud when I seek shelter |
, turn it up, give it up for your city |
Calling on my |
I-ee-ee-ee-ee, oh |