Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song BeskidtLyd4Evigt, artist - Pede B. Album song Skarpe Skud Kap. 7 - Live Fra Karantænekontoret, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.05.2020
Record label: PB
Song language: Danish
BeskidtLyd4Evigt(original) |
Vi havde et lille musik kollektiv-agtigt pladeselskab som hed Beskidt Lyd som |
vi lavede alle vores projekter på før i tiden |
Og nu kan man sige at jeg ligesom er rykket et skridt op i forhold til budget |
og i forhold til hvor pæn pladen er blevet, og blankpoleret og gennem-mixet og |
mastereret til det lyder meget bedre. |
Men det er stadig det samme musikalske |
udgangspunkt som da vi havde Beskidt Lyd |
Da jeg var 20 år startede jeg en virksomhed |
I et baglokale på et Københavnsk spillested |
Vi ville ikke bare spise med, vi ville op på måltavlen |
Ville ikk' bare flyve højt, vi ville eje lufthavnen |
Vi havde et studie, og studie var et stort ord |
Der blev ikke indspillet mange trommesoloer |
Aflangt lokale med to store kontor borde |
Alt det vi sku' bruge for at lave musik som vores idoler gjorde |
Vi gik i deres fodspor |
Udgav alt selv og beklædte det med vores hjemmelavede logoer |
Beskidt lyd er et kapitel i min ungdom |
Hvor man lavede musikken selv, plus alt det der var rundt om |
Før Cheff Records var på alles læber |
Indspillede vi blandt æggebakker og malerpletter |
Kompenserede for pengene med en masse flavour |
Leveret med dåseøl og salt stænger |
Beskidt lyd for evigt |
Ville bare lave noget svedigt |
Så intet problem i at odd’sne ikk' var rimelige |
Beskidt lyd for evigt |
Så længe der var sjæl i og lortet ikk' var kedeligt |
Hænderne op hvis du' enig |
Beskidt lyd for evigt |
Hah — vi ville op på måltavlen |
Ville ikk' bar' flyve højt, vi ville eje lufthavnen |
Jeg sagde vi ville op på måltavlen |
Vi ville eje lufthavnen |
Spillejobs på Loppen og Stengade |
Uden at få en krone for det, men holdet var ligeglade |
Samlede kræfterne til jeg droppede en hel plade |
Alle drengene inde over så vi ku' holde den helt gade |
For vi elskede når festen blev skræmmende |
I Roskilde 06 sku' gæsterne fange det |
På første række var vores venner så larmene |
At James han blev slæbt ud af vagterne |
Musik og fest var det eneste vi vil' opnå |
Så da Euroman ville ha' en photoshoot op og stå |
Var jeg bagstiv og super bong |
Først da pladen udkom, indså jeg jeg havde min t-shirt omvendt på |
Kun et par plader før vi bremsede maskinen |
Vi var unge og havde ikk' fod på forretningen |
Men jeg tror stadig vi fik lagt kilen og retning |
Til alt det vi sku' lave i fremtiden |
Beskidt lyd for evigt |
Ville bare lave noget svedigt |
Så intet problem i at odd’sne ikk' var rimelige |
Beskidt lyd for evigt |
Så længe der var sjæl i og lortet ikk' var kedeligt |
Hænderne op hvis du' enig |
Beskidt lyd for evigt |
Hah — vi ville op på måltavlen |
Ville ikk' bar' flyve højt, vi ville eje lufthavnen |
Jeg sagde vi ville op på måltavlen |
Vi ville eje lufthavnen |
Beskidt lyd for evigt |
Jeg føler cirklen er fuldendt |
Efter mer' end ti plader vi har udsendt |
Laver vi det hele ligesom dengang vi var ukendt |
Og håber på at publikummet stadig er en smule tændt |
Og jeg stolt af at sige når jeg pusher lidt rap |
Er det stadigvæk i selskab med Lukas og Cab |
Selvom scenerne er vokset holder gutterne fat |
De fleste rappere kan ikk' tælle alle de crews de har forladt |
Tilbage til principperne det' bygget på |
Tilbage til den sti som vi prøvede at gå |
Tilbage til de frø vi forsøgt' at så |
Se produktet vokse ud af det blå |
Beskidt lyd for evigt |
Ville bare lave noget svedigt |
Så intet problem i at odd’sne ikk' var rimelige |
Beskidt lyd for evigt |
Så længe der var sjæl i og lortet ikk' var kedeligt |
Hænderne op hvis du' enig |
Beskidt lyd for evigt |
Hah — vi ville op på måltavlen |
Ville ikk' bar' flyve højt, vi ville eje lufthavnen |
Jeg sagde vi ville op på måltavlen |
Vi ville eje lufthavnen |
Beskidt lyd for evigt |
(translation) |
We had a small music collective-like record company called Dirty Sound like |
we did all our projects in the past |
And now you can say that I have just moved up a step in relation to budget |
and in relation to how nice the plate has become, and polished and through-mixed and |
mastered to it sounds much better. |
But it's still the same musical |
starting point as when we had Dirty Sound |
When I was 20, I started a business |
In a back room at a Copenhagen venue |
We did not just want to eat with, we wanted to be on the scoreboard |
Would not just fly high, we would own the airport |
We had a studio, and studio was a big word |
Not many drum solos were recorded |
Elongated room with two large office tables |
Everything we should use to make music like our idols did |
We followed in their footsteps |
Published everything ourselves and covered it with our homemade logos |
Dirty sound is a chapter in my youth |
Where you made the music yourself, plus everything that was around |
Before Cheff Records was on everyone's lips |
We recorded among egg trays and paint stains |
Compensated for the money with a lot of flavor |
Comes with canned beer and salt sticks |
Dirty sound forever |
Just wanted to make something sweaty |
So no problem with the odds not being reasonable |
Dirty sound forever |
As long as there was soul in and the shit was not boring |
Hands up if you 'agree |
Dirty sound forever |
Hah - we wanted up on the scoreboard |
Would not 'bar' fly high, we would own the airport |
I said we wanted up on the scoreboard |
We wanted to own the airport |
Game jobs at Loppen and Stengade |
Without getting a penny for it, but the team did not care |
Gathered my strength until I dropped an entire plate |
All the boys inside so we could keep it completely street |
Because we loved when the party got scary |
In Roskilde 06, the guests will catch it |
In the front row, our friends saw the noises |
That James he was dragged out by the guards |
Music and partying were the only things we wanted to achieve |
So when Euroman wanted a photoshoot up and running |
I was back stiff and super bong |
Only when the record came out did I realize I was wearing my t-shirt upside down |
Only a few plates before we braked the machine |
We were young and did not have a foothold in the business |
But I still think we got the wedge and direction laid |
For everything we should do in the future |
Dirty sound forever |
Just wanted to make something sweaty |
So no problem with the odds not being reasonable |
Dirty sound forever |
As long as there was soul in and the shit was not boring |
Hands up if you 'agree |
Dirty sound forever |
Hah - we wanted up on the scoreboard |
Would not 'bar' fly high, we would own the airport |
I said we wanted up on the scoreboard |
We wanted to own the airport |
Dirty sound forever |
I feel the circle is complete |
After more 'than ten records we have released |
We do it all just like when we were unknown |
And hope the audience is still a bit turned on |
And I'm proud to say when I push a little rap |
Is it still in the company of Lukas and Cab |
Even though the scenes have grown, the boys hold on |
Most rappers can not count all the crews they have left |
Back to the principles it 'built on |
Back to the path we were trying to walk |
Back to the seeds we tried 'to sow |
Watch the product grow out of the blue |
Dirty sound forever |
Just wanted to make something sweaty |
So no problem with the odds not being reasonable |
Dirty sound forever |
As long as there was soul in and the shit was not boring |
Hands up if you 'agree |
Dirty sound forever |
Hah - we wanted up on the scoreboard |
Would not 'bar' fly high, we would own the airport |
I said we wanted up on the scoreboard |
We wanted to own the airport |
Dirty sound forever |