Lyrics of Hundredefirs - Pede B

Hundredefirs - Pede B
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hundredefirs, artist - Pede B. Album song Lilla Lounge, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.05.2019
Record label: PB
Song language: Danish

Hundredefirs

(original)
Hundredefirs i timen i en byzone
Det' eneste de hører er en hyletone
Syge i roen, men deres talestrøm er lysebrun
Når de hiver hele blokken med sig som en cyklon
Den største løgn er, at branchen her kan redde dig
Hvem er blevet raskere af at stå foran et kamera
Sammen med en flok tabere, både fyre og damer der
Har ben der' ligesom gremlins gør dem våde og de spreder sig
En flugtaktion, ga' mig Lilla Lounge som lydtapet
Og dørmanden der ind til er min nye profet
For hans ord er lov, når det kradser som et myggestik
Når dine store behov ikk' er spor sjove, kan han lytte lidt
Og gi' dig adgangsbillet, vis manden respekt
For linedansen kan bli' reddet af du falder i et net
Alternativet er et cracket skellet
Jeg starter flinkt, men har for længst smidt fløjlshandskerne væk
Prøver allesammen på at gribe de samme stumper
Og holde modet oppe indtil kroppen bukker under
Alle mine venner og veninder er på pulver
Hvorfor prøve at ændre på systemet når det funker
Vi' allesammen ude og svømme, hvor vi ikke bunder
Så tag dine handsker på, og lad os køre et par runder
Han finder sikkert først fred, når kistelåget lukker
Hvorfor prøve at ændre på systemet når det funker
(Systemet når det funker)
Hundredefirs i timen, rent kamikaze
Og tag' en metro havde nok været knapt så farligt
Men ingen tog hans nøgler, da han var stang bacardi
Hashpsykosen er rent Allan Olsen efter Mig og Charlie
De siger jeg har triste øjne på fotoer
Samtidig med at de prøver at gå i mine fodspor
Og håber på at bli' kanon store
Jeg burde gi' dem en kiste at sove i, men den vil' ikk' falde i god jord
Men lad mig endelig spille med musklen
Mine supportere siger stadig jeg virker mega sulten
Jeg begynder at frygte at det bare er Peter og ulven
Og ingen kommer den dag jeg faktisk råber hjælp i mixerpulten
Føler mig pænt hærget, ikk' blød længere
Koalition med idioter gav mig stødtænder
Tro mig, det' fokus og roen de ødelægger
Røgen gør, du' ikk' ser hvem der har din ryg længere
Prøver allesammen på at gribe de samme stumper
Og holde modet oppe indtil kroppen bukker under
Alle mine venner og veninder er på pulver
Hvorfor prøve at ændre på systemet når det funker
Vi' allesammen ude og svømme, hvor vi ikke bunder
Så tag dine handsker på, og lad os køre et par runder
Han finder sikkert først fred, når kistelåget lukker
Hvorfor prøve at ændre på systemet når det funker
(Systemet når det funker)
Alle folkene bag mig så gerne projektet voksede
For så ku' min booker sælge shows’ne for det dobbelte
Vi har en webshop, med designs man ikk' kan fucke med
Men uden jeg laver promo, ved folk ikk' at de kan shoppe det
Pladeselskaber, management, siger alle vi kan toppe det
Og livecrewet er med, for så får de en lønforhøjelse
Forlag, og mit foredrags bureau synes også det' lokkende
Alle kigger over skulderen når jeg skriver rim på blokkene
Men det' kun fordi de hepper på mig
Så det' min egen fejl, jeg har trykken for mine lunger
Undskyld hvis jeg tripper over ting et par sekunder
Hvorfor prøve at ændre på systemet når det funker
(translation)
One hundred and eighty per hour in an urban zone
The only thing they hear is a howl
Sick at rest, but their speech flow is light brown
When they pull the whole block with them like a cyclone
The biggest lie is that the industry here can save you
Who has gotten faster from standing in front of a camera
Along with a bunch of losers, both guys and ladies there
Have legs that 'like gremlins make them wet and they spread
An escape action, gave me Lilla Lounge as the soundtrack
And the doorman in there is my new prophet
For his word is law when it scratches like a mosquito bite
When your big needs are not funny, he can listen a little
And give you an entrance ticket, show the man respect
Because the line dance can be saved by falling into a net
The alternative is a cracked skeleton
I start nice, but have long since thrown away the velvet gloves
Trying to grab the same bits and pieces
And keep your spirits up until your body succumbs
All my friends are on powder
Why try to change the system when it works
We're all out swimming where we do not bottom out
So put on your gloves and let's run a few laps
He will probably only find peace when the coffin lid closes
Why try to change the system when it works
(The system when it works)
One hundred and eighty per hour, pure kamikaze
And taking a metro would probably have been less dangerous
But no one took his keys as he was rod bacardi
The hash psychosis is purely Allan Olsen after Me and Charlie
They say I have sad eyes on photos
At the same time they are trying to follow in my footsteps
And hoping to be 'canon big
I should give them a coffin to sleep in, but it will not fall into good soil
But let me finally play with the muscle
My supporters still say I seem mega hungry
I'm starting to fear it's just Peter and the wolf
And no one comes the day I actually call for help in the mixer
Feels nicely ravaged, not soft anymore
Coalition with idiots gave me tusks
Believe me, it's focus and calm they destroy
The smoke makes you 'not' see who has your back anymore
Trying to grab the same bits and pieces
And keep your spirits up until your body succumbs
All my friends are on powder
Why try to change the system when it works
We're all out swimming where we do not bottom out
So put on your gloves and let's run a few laps
He will probably only find peace when the coffin lid closes
Why try to change the system when it works
(The system when it works)
All the people behind me wanted the project to grow
Because then my booker could sell the shows for double
We have a webshop, with designs you can not fuck with
But without me doing promo, people do not know they can shop it
Record companies, management, say all we can top it
And the live crew is involved, because then they get a pay rise
Publishers, and my lecture bureau also find it 'enticing
Everyone looks over their shoulder as I write rhymes on the blocks
But that's just because they cheer on me
So it's my own fault I have the pressure for my lungs
Sorry if I trip over things for a few seconds
Why try to change the system when it works
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