Os - OS, Moon Afflick, SİMO

Ikk' fashionister hvor vi' fra, brormand, stilen den er klonet

Folk laver det, de ska' og skifter — kamæleon

Ska' jeg fortæl' dem ligesom resten, jeg vil ha' min million?

Ska' jeg fortæl' dem, hvor’n jeg hakked' med en Samsung-telefon?

Se på Moon, ga' et flow som den franske Riviera

Hallo Inger, du burd' kom' og tak' os for din karriere

Sort hoodie uden logo, brormand, fuck ogs' Montclair

Fra en cirkel hvor folk render, laver lidt af hvert

Føler pres, brormand, fuck arrest, flækker din adres'

Gi' mig laks, jeg vil bar' ha' laks, brormand, gi' mig laks

Fuck snak, ingen bandeord i min indbak'

Ta’r en sti, du ikk' ka' find' på Krak, para over magt

Løs' læber sank skib, så brormand, hold dig for din mund

La' vær at sælg' dit ansigt, få nogl' dollars i din pung

Hvis succes afspejler IQ, er det klart at se, du' dum

Min bror, de siger, at para taler, og det' nemt at hør', du' stum, ah

Jeg' ikk' engang begyndt

Fik ikk' noget foræret, men nu tæller jeg min mønt, jeg min mønt

Det' heller ikk' for kønt

Snakker velfærdsmodeller, men modeller er til pynt, er til pynt

Stol ikk' på nogen — invester i dig selv

Os, vi' ikk' ligesom nogen — os, vi' ikk' ligesom dem

Ay, forretning florerer som påskeliljer

Alle har gang i alting, samtaler på lukked' linjer

Dopamin og kokaina, kald det, hva' du vil

Så mange rødder til deres vaner — os, vi falder for at spil'

Ser verden gennem vandmærker, støtter så længe folk er glade

De elsker drugs, men vi' mere afhængige af at cut' en plade

Para avler vold, find en glock og lad

Der' skyer over øen, men der' snestorm på Gothersgade

Stresser, cutter plade, fuck at lade som om det' fint

Negative stereotype er en mand med melanin

Lak, boozen er ikk' nok, så de' doped up — c’est la vie

Har hørt, Vedbæk de ska' fest', så jeg mødes med Benjamin

Ja, det' fucked up, men det' sjovt nok helt normalt nok at forvent' af mig

Livet har skabt lange nætter, spildt på at vend' og drej'

Du' ukendt, du' en adam, så ikk' sig, du kender mig

Du' en klovn — har hørt de savner dig på Cirkus Benneweis

Jeg' ikk' engang begyndt

Fik ikk' noget foræret, men nu tæller jeg min mønt, jeg min mønt

Det' heller ikk' for kønt

Snakker velfærdsmodeller, men modeller er til pynt, er til pynt

Stol ikk' på nogen — invester i dig selv

Os, vi' ikk' ligesom nogen — os, vi' ikk' ligesom dem

(Jaer) Alle kender mønsteret som en kæde

Alle har en mening uden at ha' en plan at kom' med (kom' med)

Mig — jeg frøder, til jeg' bollefed

Ka' mærk' dit had i blodet, brormand, gå og snit dit håndled

Ingen tid til hva' du synes, min bror, jeg fokuserer på mit (lak)

Alle har det samme motiv — lav nogl' penge og, ay

Tæller ikk' din' penge, habibi, passer min butik, lak

Samme tøj i otte dage, så stilen den er slidt, lak

Slum-slum fætter

Hvad ved de om halve måneder med nætter?

Sort' penge, seminar, kun-kun stress

Og shabs’ne har paranoia, de har dum-dum med sig, la

Holder mig vågen som arabica

Altid mindst tre telefoner i min cardigan

Hvis de gern' vil brug' deres weekend coked up, så har vi jer

Jeres egen lykkesmed som blå blok mafia

Jeg' ikk' engang begyndt

Fik ikk' noget foræret, men nu tæller jeg min mønt, jeg min mønt

Det' heller ikk' for kønt

Snakker velfærdsmodeller, men modeller er til pynt, er til pynt

Stol ikk' på nogen — invester i dig selv

Os, vi' ikk' ligesom nogen — os, vi' ikk' ligesom dem

Åh, os, vi' ikk' ligesom dem

Åh, vi' ikk' ligesom dem

Not 'fashionistas where we' from, brother, the style it is cloned

People do what they have to do and change - chameleon

Shall I tell them like the rest I want my million?

Should I 'tell' where I hacked 'with a Samsung phone?

Look at the Moon, gave a flow like the French Riviera

Hi Inger, you should 'come' and thank us for your career

Black hoodie without logo, brother, fuck also 'Montclair

From a circle where people run, make a little of each

Feeling pressure, brother, fuck arrest, split your address'

Give me salmon, I just want salmon, brother, give me salmon

Fuck talk, no swear words in my inbox '

Take a path you can not find on Krak, para over power

Loose's lips sank ship, so brother, hold on to your mouth

Do not sell your face, get some dollars in your wallet

If success reflects IQ, it's clear you're stupid

My brother, they say that para speaks, and it 'easy to hear', you 'dumb, ah

I'k 'once started

Did not get anything for free, but now I count my coin, I my coin

It's neither 'too pretty

Talking welfare models, but models are for decoration, are for decoration

Do not trust anyone - invest in yourself

Us, we 'ikk' like anyone - us, we 'ikk' like them

Ay, business abounds like daffodils

Everyone is busy with everything, conversations on closed lines

Dopamine and cocaine, cold it, whatever you want

So many roots to their habits - us, we fall to play '

Seeing the world through watermarks, supporting as long as people are happy

They love drugs, but we 'more addicted to cutting' a record

Para breeds violence, find a glock and let

There 'clouds over the island, but there' snowstorm on Gothersgade

Stress, cutter plate, fuck to pretend it 'fine

Negative stereotype is a man with melanin

Lak, boozen er ikk 'nok, so de' doped up - c’est la vie

Have heard, Vedbæk they are going to 'party', so I meet Benjamin

Yes, it 'fucked up, but it' funny enough quite normal enough to expect 'of me

Life has created long nights, wasted on turning 'and turning'

You're unknown, you 'an adam, so do not say you know me

You're a clown - have heard they miss you at Circus Benneweis

I'k 'once started

Did not get anything for free, but now I count my coin, I my coin

It's neither 'too pretty

Talking welfare models, but models are for decoration, are for decoration

Do not trust anyone - invest in yourself

Us, we 'ikk' like anyone - us, we 'ikk' like them

(Jaer) Everyone knows the pattern like a chain

Everyone has an opinion without having a plan to come with (come with)

Me - I froth until I 'bun fat

Ka 'feel' your hatred in the blood, brother, go and cut your wrist

No time for what you think, my brother, I'm focusing on my (lacquer)

Everyone has the same motive - make some money and, ay

Does not count 'your' money, habibi, fits my shop, varnish

Same clothes for eight days, so the style it is worn, varnish

Slum-slum cousin

What do they know about half months of nights?

Black 'money, seminar, only-only stress

And the shabs have paranoia, they have stupid-stupid with them, la

Keeps me awake like arabica

Always at least three phones in my cardigan

If they would like to 'use' their weekend coked up, then we have you

Your own fortune teller as a blue block mafia

I'k 'once started

Did not get anything for free, but now I count my coin, I my coin

It's neither 'too pretty

Talking welfare models, but models are for decoration, are for decoration

Do not trust anyone - invest in yourself

Us, we 'ikk' like anyone - us, we 'ikk' like them

Oh, us, we 'ikk' like them

Oh, we'k 'like them