Pletskud - Binær, Pede B

Det her skud sku' ud

Det her skud sku' ud, det står skarpt som Pedes

Hvis mig den MC, der kan hive undergrunden op til overfladen uden at miste

integritet

Det sjældent set, det ikk' skide let at gennemskue kompleksiteten i det

regelsæt der gis'

Er du komplet imbecil, er du fake er du real

Har du slækket på stilen for en klækkelig deal

Men nægtet at dele, vil du læg' dig i selen

Så projektet blir' ild, har du tjek på det hele

Lægger du vægten på skills

Eller på den helt perfekte penge tjenende profil

Er du rygsæk, spiller du kæk er du vild

Kan de sige hvad de vil fordi de kan ikk' knække dit smil

Kan du skille ekskrement fra kanel

Yo det vel kun dig selv der blir' stil'

Store krav at ha' forventninger til hvordan klarinetten skal spil'

Men føler du dig ægte, så chill

Jeg ville ønske jeg var et større menneske

Der turde drømme om hvad der gemmer sig bag tjørne hækkene

Men det gør jeg næppe

Uden at mørkelægge det

For det kun over for denne kultur men ikk' os selv vi tør vær' ægte

Det kun over for dig selv du kan sælge ud

Sætter du selv pris på det er der pletskud

Tror ikk' de ægte varer var på tilbud

Koste hvad det vil

Koste hvad det vil

Løb, hiphop politiet de kommer

Gem dig, playliste udvalget de kommer

Kom væk, kritiker komiteen kommer

Nu blir' du stillet for en dommer

Løb, hiphop politiet de kommer

Gem dig, det de unge de vil ha' kommer

Kom væk, dine venners musiksmag kommer

Gør det noget godt for dig

Får du det top dollar

Når de klassificerer etablerede og upcommer

Lytter du til smagsdommer ånds boller

Der sender varm luft op i vejret som en kopholder

Alt for tåget, yo jeg lyder som en gammel mand

Har fat i noget når jeg hyler i skal stram' jer an

Flasher sproget til jeg nyder mit slaraffenland

Det' knald i låget som en stryger i en skraldespand

Hvis du har hjertet med dig, plus hjerneceller

Kan du ta' det fra din kærestes kælder til store koncert budgetter

Og når du står der som en verdensmester

Husk dem der var i crowden da du kun solgte 70 biletter

Og hvis du mærker efter, ved du det' på høje tid

Vi anerkender universet det belønner slid

Hvis du knokler til du får stikken i højere side

Vil successen smage meget bedre fra den første bid

Det kun over for dig selv du kan sælge ud

Sætter du selv pris på det er der pletskud

Tror ikk' de ægte varer var på tilbud

Koste hvad det vil

Koste hvad det vil

Løb, hiphop politiet de kommer

Gem dig, playliste udvalget de kommer

Kom væk, kritiker komiteen kommer

Nu blir' du stillet for en dommer

Løb, hiphop politiet de kommer

Gem dig, det de unge de vil ha' kommer

Kom væk, dine venners musiksmag kommer

Det her skud sku' ud

Det her skud sku' ud, det står skarpt som Pedes

Starter fra bunden hver dag

Ikk' savnet en grund, lærte af at ramme bunden på vejen

Kravlede fra slummen, jerngreb om passionen, trommen brænder på tungen hvert

slag for mig

Flammer i munden

Strammer for lange klunker af slange ungernes kamp

Dumme produkt mærkat

Lad os ta' faklen på runde verbalt for jeg

Ved at det ikk' over for kulturen men for sig selv man bør vær' ægte

Jeg overvejede at købe mig lidt tid så jeg ku' tænke

Men har ikk' penge så jeg var solgt på at sælge

Selve det at sælge ud er selektivt, bare så længe du har dig selv med

Gør lige hvad du vil

Svin wack MC’s

Sig hvad der trist

Preach happiness

Fri cannabis

Hits skær dit mix

Skide være din bitch

Lige glad bevidst

Lign' Freddie Gibbs

Sig' «hvad så Wiz?»

Gi' til gadens kids

Speedrap i twist

Min ABC

Sig en masse pis

Livskvalitet

Smil tag en pils

Kvit «hvad nu hvis» og gør hvad du kan være dig selv i allermest

Det kun over for dig selv du kan sælge ud

Sætter du selv pris på det er der pletskud

Tror ikk' de ægte varer var på tilbud

Koste hvad det vil

Koste hvad det vil

Løb, hiphop politiet de kommer

Gem dig, playliste udvalget de kommer

Kom væk, kritiker komiteen kommer

Nu blir' du stillet for en dommer

Løb, hiphop politiet de kommer

Gem dig, det de unge de vil ha' kommer

Kom væk, dine venners musiksmag kommer

This shot should come out

This shot looks like it's sharp

If me the MC who can pull the subsoil up to the surface without losing

integrity

Rarely seen, it's not fucking easy to fathom the complexity of it

set of rules given '

Are you complete imbecile, are you fake are you real

Have you relaxed on style for a hefty deal

But refusing to share, you will put yourself in the harness

So the project becomes' fire, you have to check it all

Do you put the emphasis on skills

Or on the absolutely perfect money-making profile

If you're backpacking, you're playing hide and seek, you're crazy

Can they say what they want because they can not crack your smile

Can you separate excrement from cinnamon

Yo it's probably only you who becomes 'style'

Great demands to have 'expectations for how the clarinet should play'

But if you feel genuine, then chill

I wish I was a bigger human being

Dare to dream about what is hiding behind the hawthorn hedges

But I hardly do

Without darkening it

For it only to this culture but not 'ourselves we dare be' real

It only to yourself you can sell out

If you appreciate it yourself, there are spot shots

Do not think the real goods were on offer

Whatever it takes

Whatever it takes

Run, hip hop police they come

Save yourself, playlist selection they come

Get away, the critics committee is coming

Now you'll be brought before a judge

Run, hip hop police they come

Hide what the young people they want are coming

Get away, your friends' taste in music is coming

Do it something good for you

You get the top dollar

When they classify established and upcommer

Do you listen to taste buds spirit buns

It sends hot air up into the air like a cup holder

Too foggy, yo I sound like an old man

Grab something when I yell at you to tighten up

Flashes the language until I enjoy my slaraffenland

It 'pops in the lid like an iron in a trash can

If you have the heart with you, plus brain cells

Can you take it from your boyfriend's basement to big concert budgets

And when you stand there like a world champion

Remember those who were in the crowd when you only sold 70 tickets

And if you notice, you know '' in high time

We recognize the universe it rewards wear and tear

If you knead until you get the sting in the higher side

Will the success taste much better from the first bite

It only to yourself you can sell out

If you appreciate it yourself, there are spot shots

Do not think the real goods were on offer

Whatever it takes

Whatever it takes

Run, hip hop police they come

Save yourself, playlist selection they come

Get away, the critics committee is coming

Now you'll be brought before a judge

Run, hip hop police they come

Hide what the young people they want are coming

Get away, your friends' taste in music is coming

This shot should come out

This shot looks like it's sharp

Starting from scratch every day

I'k 'missed a reason, learned from hitting the bottom of the road

Crawled from the slums, iron grip on the passion, the drum burns on the tongue each

blow for me

Flames in the mouth

Tightens too long sips of snake pups fight

Stupid product sticker

Let's take the torch round verbally for me

Knowing that it is not against the culture but for oneself one should be 'genuine'

I was considering buying myself some time so I could think

But I do not have money so I was sold on selling

The actual selling out is selective, just as long as you have yourself with

Do exactly what you want

Pig wack MC’s

Say what's sad

Preach happiness

Free cannabis

Hits cut your mix

Fucking be your bitch

Just happy conscious

Lign 'Freddie Gibbs

Say '«what did Wiz see?'

Give to the street kids

Speedrap and twist

My ABC

Say a lot of piss

Quality of life

Smile take a beer

Get rid of "what if" and do what you can to be yourself the most

It only to yourself you can sell out

If you appreciate it yourself, there are spot shots

Do not think the real goods were on offer

Whatever it takes

Whatever it takes

Run, hip hop police they come

Save yourself, playlist selection they come

Get away, the critics committee is coming

Now you'll be brought before a judge

Run, hip hop police they come

Hide what the young people they want are coming

Get away, your friends' taste in music is coming