Translation of the song lyrics Storbydynamikk - Pumba, Arshad Maimouni, Ken Ring

Storbydynamikk (original)

För mycket saker som läkker
Sverdet räcker mycket bättre om ni tyster
Så jag just
Forsökte att lämna gatan, gatan drog mig rakt tillbaka
Just då jag vakna med en
Stor stad, samma kontrast eller få eller
Gå snabbt eller stå fast, neger, sånt snack e det
Tills jag dör för nån slags heder
Då kryper vi fram massa stiger in och bah ryker som fan
Stor stat
Stor stat
Børster av meg skuldra før jeg sjofer bak
Venter ikke lenge før de fanger deg
Mannen med hjåen står og ser på her i storbyen
Masser av flow, hva gjør vi nå, bare sop inn
Ting er fucka
Storbydynamitt, jeg mener dynamikk
E’kke nok flus, så vi gjør storbydynastikk
Bare får inn og flipper det, dobler det, tripler det
Piruett i ny og ne, så ikke får nyss om det
Satan er der ute og alle bare føler han
Sjelen din blir hans og ikke tro han nøler, mann
Kontrast for alle de som tror de ikke finnes mer
Glitter e’kke gull, men gull er faen meg glitrende
Glitter e’kke gull, men gull er faen meg glitrende
Glitter e’kke gull, men gull er faen meg glitrende

Storbydynamikk (translation)

Too many things that leak
The sword suffices mycket bättre if nine is silent
So I just did
Tried to leave the street, the street pulled me straight back
Just then I woke up with one
Big city, same contrast or few or
Go fast or stand firm, nigger, that's the kind of snack it is
Until I die for some kind of honor
Then we crawl forward the mass rises in and bah smokes like hell
Great state
Great state
Brushes off my shoulder before driving behind
Won't wait long before they catch you
The man with the hay stands and watches here in the big city
Lots of flow, what do we do now, just sweep in
Things are fucked up
Big city dynamite, I mean dynamism
Not enough flu, so we're doing big city dynasties
Just get in and flip it, double it, triple it
Pirouette over and over again, so don't get wind of it
Satan is out there and everyone just feels him
Your soul will be his and don't think he hesitates, man
Contrast for all those who think they no longer exist
Glitter isn't gold, but gold is damn sparkly
Glitter isn't gold, but gold is damn sparkly
Glitter isn't gold, but gold is damn sparkly