Fremad - Fouli, DC

En ny dag, men stadig samme sted jeg står

Stadig samme shababs, stadig den samme som igår

Stadig mod systemet, giver en fuck for deres love

Ikk' fra MellemFinga men en mellemfinger til loven

For verden er bankende rå

Ja den banker dig blå, det kan være svært at forstå

Det bare en sandhed de prøver at camoufler'

De spiser en gang og klunserne vil ha' mer'

Men jeg ved, hvem jeg er

Jeg bare en ung knægt der holder ud i sit kvarter

Knokler hårdt for at leve, ja jeg kæmper min kamp

Livet går op og ned af bakke jeg må heller kigge frem

Men det svært at fortæll' sine folk

At man vil væk fra det sted, hvor det mørkt og koldt

Men det' en del af mig, og jeg en del af den

Så når jeg kommer videre, vil du aldrig bli' glemt

De varme dage med de varme lommer

Vi holder ud her, men det' snart sommer

Så vi håber på, at det' snart kommer

For det' koldt herude, det' koldt herude

Det vores tid og vi' aktive

Konstant koncentreret for vi' knap tyve

På vej ind i varmen vi skal nok blive

For det' koldt herude, det' koldt herude

Mit liv har ikk' været en dans på roser

Var bare en ung knægt der vill' gøre alt for de kroner

Flere timer i boksen og lange nætter i cellen

Flere tusser på min lomm', men mere drama derhjemm'

Mit hoved gør ondt nu, min kamp den bli’r kun hårder'

De ting der startede med nede i kælderen, de valgt at ta' over

Det blev en vane, hver eneste dag

Blev blindet af guldet, og jeg kigget ikk' tilbag'

For mit liv det' en film, gaden er min scen'

Jeg kan hænge med tredive perkere og stadig føle mig alen'

Så jeg gav ham min hånd, men han tog det hel'

Jeg bød ham velkomm’n, men havde ikk' set det ske

Men det sådan det går, når du gi’r mer', end du får

For gaden den er hård, for gaden den er hård

Men bar' rolig, jeg fortryder intet

For der var kærlighed fra blokken, da jeg følt' mig svigtet

De varme dage med de varme lommer

Vi holder ud her, men det' snart sommer

Så vi håber på, at det' snart kommer

For det' koldt herude, det' koldt herude

Det vores tid og vi' aktive

Konstant koncentreret for vi' knap tyve

På vej ind i varmen vi skal nok blive

For det' koldt herude, det' koldt herude

Jeg vågner op til en ny dag, men stadig det samm'

Stadig samme snak, stadig uden lommer der varm'

Stadig samme blok, gadehjørn', stadig den samm'

(Det stadig samme blok, gadehjørn', stadig den samm')

Solen skinner, men hvem vil den ramm'?

Uret tikker, kender kun vejen frem

Se der' karma under foden, for der' kun en chanc'

Smider smerten under ruden de forbli’r kun blank

Og de forbli’r kun blank

De varme dage med de varme lommer

Vi holder ud her, men det' snart sommer

Så vi håber på, at det' snart kommer

For det' koldt herude, det' koldt herude

Det vores tid og vi' aktive

Konstant koncentreret for vi' knap tyve

På vej ind i varmen vi skal nok blive

For det' koldt herude, det' koldt herude

Det handler om at se frem, se frem

Bare se fremad

Det handler om at se frem, se frem

Dedikeret til alle dem, der holder ud

A new day, but still the same place I stand

Still the same shababs, still the same as yesterday

Still against the system, giving a fuck for their laws

Not from MellemFinga but a middle finger to the law

For the world is beating raw

Yes it beats you blue, it can be hard to understand

It's just a truth they're trying to camouflage '

They eat once and the clumps want 'more'

But I know who I am

I'm just a young kid holding out in his neighborhood

Bones hard to live, yes I fight my battle

Life goes up and down hill I have to look ahead either

But it's hard to tell 'his people

That one wants away from the place where it is dark and cold

But it's a part of me, and I a part of it

So when I move on, you will never be forgotten

The hot days with the hot pockets

We endure here, but it's soon summer

So we hope it's coming soon

Because it's cold out here, it's cold out here

It's our time and we 'active

Constantly concentrated for we 'barely twenty

On the way into the heat we should probably stay

Because it's cold out here, it's cold out here

My life has not been a dance on roses

Was just a young kid who wants to do everything for those crowns

Several hours in the box and long nights in the cell

More tussles in my pocket ', but more drama at home'

My head hurts now, my fight it only gets harder '

The things that started with down in the basement, they chose to take over

It became a habit, every single day

Was blinded by the gold and I did not look 'back'

For my life it 'a movie, the street is my scene'

I can hang out with thirty perkers and still feel lonely '

So I gave him my hand, but he took it all '

I welcomed him, but had not seen it happen

But that’s the way it goes when you give more than you get

For the street it is hard, for the street it is hard

But don't worry, I have no regrets

Because there was love from the block when I felt let down

The hot days with the hot pockets

We endure here, but it's soon summer

So we hope it's coming soon

Because it's cold out here, it's cold out here

It's our time and we 'active

Constantly concentrated for we 'barely twenty

On the way into the heat we should probably stay

Because it's cold out here, it's cold out here

I wake up to a new day, but still the same '

Still the same talk, still without pockets hot '

Still the same block, street corner ', still the same'

(Still the same block, street corner ', still the same')

The sun is shining, but who wants to hit it '?

The clock is ticking, only knows the way forward

See there 'karma under the foot, for there' only one chance '

Throws the pain under the pane they only remain shiny

And they only remain blank

The hot days with the hot pockets

We endure here, but it's soon summer

So we hope it's coming soon

Because it's cold out here, it's cold out here

It's our time and we 'active

Constantly concentrated for we 'barely twenty

On the way into the heat we should probably stay

Because it's cold out here, it's cold out here

It's about looking forward, looking forward

Just look ahead

It's about looking forward, looking forward

Dedicated to all those who persevere