Gadens Ånd - Ataf

Jeg' gadens ånd, jeg laved' dig

Fordærved' dig og gjorde dig kold som is

Jeg døbte dig, i gadens tegn

Min ghetto dreng, må du rest in peace

Andre sagde du var umulig

Du var ubrugelig

Men jeg ku' se noget i din' øjn'

Der var ukueligt

En arrogance

Viljen til at få revanche

Imod dem

Der aldrig ga' dig en chance

Systemet så dig

Som en klods om benet

Dit navn

Og din hudfarv' var problemet

Dine forældre

Havde det heller ik' nemt

Og ku' ik' fornemme

Hva' du gik igennem

En gang imellem

Det var som om alt var dig imod

Dybt frustreret

Men man hørte dig aldrig si' noget

Tavs

Gik du rundt og var utilpas

Utilfreds

Med en sjæl der var fuld af stress

Tog dig til mig

Under mine vinger

Og lært' dig vinde

Ved at tá skæbnen

I din egne hænder

Og ga' dig alt det

Du ik sku ha haft

Penge prompt og pragt

Big gunz og magt

Jeg' gadens ånd, jeg laved' dig

Fordærved' dig og gjorde dig kold som is

Jeg døbte dig, i gadens tegn

Min ghetto dreng, må du rest in peace

Jeg så dit potentiale

Derfor handled' jeg

Forvandled' dig

Til en forbandet ghettosuperstar

En gangstar

Strapped med en 4−4'er

En afviger

Coke sælgende dagdriver

Din far så det

Men ku' intet gør'

Min magt var større

Du ku' hverken se eller høre

For jeg hæmmede dit sind

Forblændede det med bling

Og et forbrug

Der kun ka' tæmmes med peng'

Men han konfronterede dig

Du ignorerede bare

Lukked' af for hans spørgsmål

Gad ik' at svare

For der' ik' plads til fornuft i

I en verden der' kurupt

Skabt på løgn og utugt

Du var mit produkt

Du gjorde alt for mig

Uden at ku se hva du misted'

Da du faldt for mig

Du rakte din hånd

Der skabtes et bånd

Og jeg døbte dig i gadernes ånd

Jeg' gadens ånd, jeg laved' dig

Fordærved' dig og gjorde dig kold som is

Jeg døbte dig, i gadens tegn

Min ghetto dreng, må du rest in peace

Nu har du brændt dine broer

Til din far og din mor

Glemt hvem du var

Selv røvrendt din bror

For som dig

Går han ogs i min' fodspor

For han vil være præcis

Li’som storebror

Og det har ramt dig

Du angre

Vil ha jeg ska slip mit tag

Men bordet fanger

Med sammenbidte tænder

Knytted' hænder

Står du og si’r

At vi to ik længere er venner

Som om det sku røre mig

Har du glemt

Jeg gadens ånd

Skabt af asfalt og cement

Jeg har ingen forståelse

Ingen følelser

Kun et instinkt

Der laver små drenge til spøgelser

Jeg' gadens ånd, jeg laved' dig

Fordærved' dig og gjorde dig kold som is

Jeg døbte dig, i gadens tegn

Min ghetto dreng, må du rest in peace

Jeg' gadens ånd, jeg laved' dig

Fordærved' dig og gjorde dig kold som is

Jeg døbte dig, i gadens tegn

Min ghetto dreng, må du rest in peace

(In peace)

(In peace)

(In peace)

I' the spirit of the street, I made you

Corrupted you and made you cold as ice

I baptized you, in the sign of the street

My ghetto boy, may you rest in peace

Others said you were impossible

You were useless

But I could see something in your eyes

There was irrepressible

An arrogance

The will to get revenge

Against them

You never got a chance

The system saw you

Like a block around the leg

Your name

And your skin color' was the problem

Your parents

Didn't have it easy either

And ku' ik' distinguished

What you went through

Occasionally

It was like everything was against you

Deeply frustrated

But you were never heard to say anything

Silent

Were you walking around and being uncomfortable

Dissatisfied

With a soul that was full of stress

Took you to me

Under my wings

And taught you to win

By embracing fate

In your own hands

And give you all that

You shouldn't have had

Money prompt and splendour

Big gunz and power

I' the spirit of the street, I made you

Corrupted you and made you cold as ice

I baptized you, in the sign of the street

My ghetto boy, may you rest in peace

I saw your potential

That's why I acted

Transform yourself

To a damn ghetto superstar

A gangstar

Strapped with a 4−4's

An outlier

Coke selling day driver

Your father saw it

But ku' nothing does'

My power was greater

You could neither see nor hear

Because I inhibited your mind

Dazzled it with bling

Increased consumption

That can only be tamed with money

But he confronted you

You just ignored

Closed' off for his question

I don't want to answer

Because there's no room for reason in it

In a world that's corrupt

Created on lies and fornication

You were my product

You did everything for me

Without seeing what you missed

When you fell for me

You raised your hand

A bond was created

And I baptized you in the spirit of the streets

I' the spirit of the street, I made you

Corrupted you and made you cold as ice

I baptized you, in the sign of the street

My ghetto boy, may you rest in peace

Now you've burned your bridges

To your father and your mother

Forget who you were

Even rob your brother

Because like you

He also follows in my footsteps

Because he wants to be precise

Like an older brother

And it has hit you

You regret

Want me to drop my roof

But the table catches

With clenched teeth

Tied hands

Do you stand and say

That the two of us are no longer friends

As if it should touch me

Have you forgotten

I the spirit of the street

Created from asphalt and cement

I have no understanding

No emotions

Only an instinct

Little boys are made into ghosts

I' the spirit of the street, I made you

Corrupted you and made you cold as ice

I baptized you, in the sign of the street

My ghetto boy, may you rest in peace

I' the spirit of the street, I made you

Corrupted you and made you cold as ice

I baptized you, in the sign of the street

My ghetto boy, may you rest in peace

(In peace)

(In peace)

(In peace)