Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jagen , by - OpaqueRelease date: 29.08.2004
Song language: Swedish
Jagen(original) |
| Vers 1: |
| Yo han trycker på knappen dörren öppnas |
| En ny hyrbil jag svär nu ska den testas |
| Gasen i botten, slira bort från orten |
| Precis som du gör om du nu snott den |
| Klipper svängen bilen börjar sladda |
| Polaren bredvid viskar «ska vi ladda?» |
| Okej lägg upp den på cd fodralet |
| Ingen om dom 2 här fatta alvaret |
| Det var som getaway stockholm |
| Dom här två hade fått bråttom |
| 120 snabbt upp till 150 |
| Speedade slirade i stan 160 |
| Mer stenar i näsan flög upp |
| Ahh runt knuten snuten bara dök upp |
| Blåljus sattes på där i mörkret |
| Kapitel ett slut sagan om slummen oh |
| Ref |
| Låt mig berätta, lyssna noga nu på dessa två |
| Som var beredda, att knasa hårt, gasa på, spätta |
| Låt mig berätta, lyssna noga nu på dessa två |
| Som var beredda, att knasa hårt, gasa på, spätta |
| Vers 2: |
| Kapitel två just det, snutarna låg bakom |
| Inte fan skulle dom låta någon ta dom |
| Dom svettades skrattade var så jävla bänga |
| På roppar valla tänkte va ska hända |
| Gasade upp mot 200 sträcket |
| Full fart mot det brända helvetet |
| Dom här grabbarna och barndomsvännerna |
| Hopsvetsade av år på gatugränderna |
| Dom fick sladd bilen börja snurra runt |
| Dom åkte mot ett träd, hela känslan bara blev stum |
| Dom krockade blodiga i bilen var dom chockade |
| Dom sa låt oss tagga innan vi blir plockade |
| Dom sprang ut ur bilen hämta drogerna |
| Tittade bak bilen stod i lågorna |
| Dom sprang i skogen |
| Men visste inte vart dom var trogen |
| Till koden, kapitel 2 e klart |
| Refräng |
| Låt mig berätta, lyssna noga nu på dessa två |
| Som var beredda, att knasa hårt, gasa på, kenta |
| Låt mig berätta, lyssna noga nu på dessa två |
| Som var beredda, att knasa hårt, gasa på, vänta |
| Vers 3: |
| Sista kapitlet, dom satt där vid dungen |
| Värmde händerna med gåshud på pungen |
| Snuten närma sig. |
| hundarna skäller |
| Dom tänkte f*** allt det är nu de gäller |
| Rörde sig sakta fram med gun och hagel |
| Sprang mot snuten (stop polis) sikta mot magen |
| Hoppa in i ett litet rött hus i bushen |
| Kände adrenalin och fick rushen |
| Alla bara sköt vilt omkring |
| En rikoschett träffade den ena i hans kind |
| Han lade sig på marken blödde o skrek |
| Dom ville ge upp men jag svär det var för sent |
| Snutarna gick in och sköt ner allihopa |
| Sagan är sann så det är den jag måste ropa |
| Till alla barnen som fastnat på platsen |
| Hustlat på chansen att en gång få leva |
| Refräng |
| Låt mig berätta, lyssna noga nu på dessa två |
| Som var beredda, att knasa hårt, gasa på, kenta |
| Låt mig berätta, lyssna noga nu på dessa två |
| Som var beredda, att knasa hårt, gasa på, spätta |
| Låt mig berätta, lyssna noga nu på dessa två |
| Som var beredda, att knasa hårt, gasa på, kenta |
| Låt mig berätta, lyssna noga nu på dessa två |
| Som var beredda, att knasa hårt, gasa på, speta kenta vänta speta… |
| (translation) |
| Verse 1: |
| Yo he presses the button the door opens |
| A new rental car I swear now it will be tested |
| The gas in the bottom, slip away from the resort |
| Just like you do if you now stole it |
| Cutting the turn the car starts to skid |
| The polar next to him whispers «shall we charge?» |
| Okay put it on the CD case |
| No one about the 2 here take it seriously |
| It was like a Stockholm getaway |
| These two had been in a hurry |
| 120 quickly up to 150 |
| Speeded skidded in town 160 |
| More stones in the nose flew up |
| Ahh around the knot the cop just showed up |
| Blue lights were turned on there in the dark |
| Chapter one end the saga of the slum oh |
| Ref |
| Let me tell you, listen carefully now to these two |
| Who were prepared to crunch hard, gas up, spit |
| Let me tell you, listen carefully now to these two |
| Who were prepared to crunch hard, gas up, spit |
| Verse 2: |
| Chapter two just that, the cops were behind |
| Hell, they wouldn't let anyone take them |
| They sweated, laughed and were so damn scared |
| At ropper valla thought what was going to happen |
| Gasped up towards the 200 distance |
| Full speed towards the burning hell |
| These guys and childhood friends |
| Welded together by years in the alleys |
| They got the car to start spinning |
| They drove towards a tree, the whole feeling just became mute |
| They crashed bloody in the car, they were shocked |
| They said let's tag before we get picked |
| They ran out of the car to get the drugs |
| Looked behind the car was in flames |
| They ran in the forest |
| But did not know where they were faithful |
| To the code, chapter 2 e done |
| Chorus |
| Let me tell you, listen carefully now to these two |
| Who were prepared to crunch hard, gas up, kenta |
| Let me tell you, listen carefully now to these two |
| Who were prepared to crunch hard, gas up, wait |
| Verse 3: |
| Last chapter, they sat there by the grove |
| Warmed the hands with goosebumps on the scrotum |
| Cop approaching. |
| the dogs are barking |
| They thought f*** all that is now they apply |
| Moved forward slowly with gun and shot |
| Run towards the cop (stop police) aim for the stomach |
| Jump into a small red house in the bush |
| Felt adrenaline and got the rush |
| Everyone just shot wildly around |
| A ricochet hit one in his cheek |
| He lay on the ground bleeding and screaming |
| They wanted to give up but I swear it was too late |
| The cops went in and shot them all down |
| The story is true so that's who I have to call out |
| To all the children stuck in the place |
| Hustle for the chance to once live |
| Chorus |
| Let me tell you, listen carefully now to these two |
| Who were prepared to crunch hard, gas up, kenta |
| Let me tell you, listen carefully now to these two |
| Who were prepared to crunch hard, gas up, spit |
| Let me tell you, listen carefully now to these two |
| Who were prepared to crunch hard, gas up, kenta |
| Let me tell you, listen carefully now to these two |
| Who were prepared, to crunch hard, accelerate, spit kenta wait spit... |