Translation of the song lyrics Roadrunner - Pede B

Roadrunner (original)

Vi puster til gløderne, til bålet står i flammer
Befri David og Skurken og andre homies, der' bag tremmer
Vi sigter mod skyer, det' så dope, når skidtet rammer
Kald det prikken over i’et som rødkål i en shawarma
Min fucking squad holder nok suppen i kog
Tommeltot holdes op, front row ved mit show
Nonstop topdawg, kald det doperman flow
Der fungerer ud' på gaden ligesom Pokémon Go
Folk sov på mig, det' dødens fætter
Prøver at ignorere de her nødraketter
Får folk op i de røde felter
Med alle de scener vi ødelægger
Har et studie med mine dygtige venner
Plus et ekstra jeg' ved at byg' i min kælder
Plejede at spille for lidt ølbiletter
Tæt cirkel, ingen løse ender
(Hah) Mor, jeg tror, jeg ka' flyve
Gennem skyen med en fart på cirka 220
For der' smæk på, tillad mig at gennemgå
De kommer ikk' tæt på, hvorfor skulle jeg lyve?
(Hah) Mor, jeg tror, jeg ka' flyve
Gennem skyen med en fart på cirka 220
For der' smæk på, tillad mig at gennemgå
De kommer ikk' tæt på, hvorfor skulle jeg lyve?
(Hah) Op' i skyerne, som himlen var mit skjulested
Tror, det slutter, når de skudt mig ud med katapultsæde
Lyt ikk' til dem, der si’r, vi ikk' skal gi' den fuld æde
De' fake som en guldkæde, du ikk' må gå i poolen med
De si’r, det' fedt, jeg' bare mig selv i de tekster her
Men spørgsmålet er naturligvis, hvem fa’en sku' jeg ellers være?
Du ka' sige, jeg started' ud med at være i mesterlære
Hos folk, der virkelig tested', hva' du rapped' på de MP3'er
Jeg' bare i studiet eller ude på tours
Hvis jeg chillede ligesom folk, så gik jeg hurtigt konkurs
De der fitnesscenter-muskler er en ussel ressource
Når jeg kan se på dem, de ikk' ka' slå en flue ud af kurs
Den her isbjørn ka' ikk fås koldere
Pulsen stiger, når vi underholder
Hurtig-hurtig som roadrunner
Som har det røg, og de blå kommer
Små tosser og dumme rotter
Får ikk' lov til at gi' mig blå nosser
En rigtig konge si’r ikk', han er konge
Han får det at vide af sine undersåtter
(Hah) Mor, jeg tror, jeg ka' flyve
Gennem skyen med en fart på cirka 220
For der' smæk på, tillad mig at gennemgå
De kommer ikk' tæt på, hvorfor skulle jeg lyve?
(Hah) Mor, jeg tror, jeg ka' flyve
Gennem skyen med en fart på cirka 220
For der' smæk på, tillad mig at gennemgå
De kommer ikk' tæt på, hvorfor skulle jeg lyve?
Vi' hurtigt videre som en Tour de France-rytter
Rammer boksen som fartbøller og slår den i mange stykker
Vi brager igennem som skarpskytter, så mange føler
At de ka' hold' tempo, men det ender med kun mascaren løber
Knokler som en åndsvag for at skub' op af som en Sun Lolly
Må løb' for det, du ka' regn' med at folk er følelseskolde, rent fuck buddy
De kan skub' mig ned, men de bumser ved, de ikk' får bugt med Pede,
for jeg' så trodsig
Højden gør mig svimmel, det' den syvende himmel, så beam mig up Scotty
Roadrunner, roadrunner, roadrunner (Meep, meep)
Roadrunner, roadrunner, roadrunner (Meep, meep)
Roadrunner, roadrunner, roadrunner (Meep, meep)
Roadrunner, roadrunner, roadrunner (Meep, meep)
Roadrunner, roadrunner, roadrunner (Meep, meep)
Roadrunner, roadrunner, roadrunner (Meep, meep)
Roadrunner, roadrunner, roadrunner (Meep, meep)
Roadrunner, roadrunner, roadrunner (Meep, meep)

(translation)

We breathe to the embers, until the fire is in flames
Free David and the Villain and other homies behind bars
We're aiming for clouds, it's so dope when the dirt hits
Call it the icing on the cake like red cabbage in a shawarma
My fucking squad probably keeps the soup boiling
Thumbs up, front row at my show
Nonstop topdawg, call it doperman flow
It works out on the street just like Pokémon Go
People slept on me, it' death's cousin
Trying to ignore those flares
Gets people up in the red fields
With all the scenes we destroy
Have a studio with my talented friends
Plus an extra I' by building' in my basement
Used to play for some beer tickets
Tight circle, no loose ends
(Hah) Mom, I think I can fly
Through the cloud at a speed of approximately 220
Because there' bang, allow me to review
They don't come close, why should I lie?
(Hah) Mom, I think I can fly
Through the cloud at a speed of approximately 220
Because there' bang, allow me to review
They don't come close, why should I lie?
(Hah) Up' in the clouds like the sky was my hiding place
Guess it ends when they eject me with catapult seat
Don't listen to those who say we shouldn't give it a full meal
They're fake like a gold chain you're not allowed to go in the pool with
They say, it's cool, I'm just myself in the lyrics here
But the question is, of course, who the hell else was I supposed to be?
You could say I started out by being a master's apprentice
At people who really tested what you rapped on those MP3s
I'm just in the studio or out on tour
If I chilled like people, I'd quickly go bankrupt
Those gym muscles are a measly resource
When I look at them, they can't knock a fly off course
This polar bear can't get any colder
Heart rate rises when we are entertaining
Fast-fast as a roadrunner
Which has that smoke and the blue ones coming
Little fools and dumb rats
Not allowed to give me blue noses
A real king si’r ikk', he is a king
He is told by his subjects
(Hah) Mom, I think I can fly
Through the cloud at a speed of approximately 220
Because there' bang, allow me to review
They don't come close, why should I lie?
(Hah) Mom, I think I can fly
Through the cloud at a speed of approximately 220
Because there' bang, allow me to review
They don't come close, why should I lie?
We' fast forward as a Tour de France rider
Hit the box like speed bumps and smash it into many pieces
We break through like sharpshooters, so many feel
That they can keep pace, but it ends with only the mascara running
Knuckles like a lunatic to push up like a Sun Lolly
Gotta run for it, you can count on people being cold, pure fuck buddy
They can push me down, but the bums know they can't deal with Pede,
for I' so defiant
The height makes me dizzy, it' seventh heaven, so beam me up Scotty
Roadrunner, roadrunner, roadrunner (Meep, meep)
Roadrunner, roadrunner, roadrunner (Meep, meep)
Roadrunner, roadrunner, roadrunner (Meep, meep)
Roadrunner, roadrunner, roadrunner (Meep, meep)
Roadrunner, roadrunner, roadrunner (Meep, meep)
Roadrunner, roadrunner, roadrunner (Meep, meep)
Roadrunner, roadrunner, roadrunner (Meep, meep)
Roadrunner, roadrunner, roadrunner (Meep, meep)