Hvor Du Henne? - Pede B, DJ Static

Hvor du henne Pede, jeg bare på mit job igen

Hvor mine folk hen, det terapien vi' op' i den

Og det ik' ni til fem, det de sene nattetimer skriver battlerim og hvad der

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Viser folk hvordan man rimer

Fra asfalten til toppen af blocken

Før hatede folk, nu har jeg hele flokken på cocken

De tror at de kan battle, og vil bokse med bossen

Men jeg rimer mere dope end du kan stop' op i snotten

Så de holder sig fra holdet med tossen

Det the shit, helt uden at ha' kroppen på potten

At finde dansk rap som der holder i clubben

Er efterhånden sværere end at spotte Holger i flokken

For der er crews i overflod, ved at true niveauet

Lægger konkurrencen i seng, og lægger puden over hovedet

Gøgereden stil, ingen bred appeal

Men uanset om lortet sælger vil jeg stadig smil'

Hvis du ka' li' at fucke rundt er det nu skal gøre

Hvis du ka' li' at puffe blunts er det nu du skal gøre det

Hvis du ka' li' at holde det dumt er det nu du skal gøre det

Nu du skal gøre det, nu du skal gøre det

Hvis du vil tos' rundt på sprit er det nu du skal gøre det

Hvis du vil holde det beskidt er det nu du skal gøre det

Og gå amok med din click er det nu du skal gøre det

Nu du skal gøre det, nu du skal gøre det

De kommer og de går, Pede blir' hvor han er

Håber folk de forstår, når jeg sir' det sådan her

Ay, præcis sådan der, lad mig set the record straight

Du ik' millionær fordi du går i Bathing Ape

Og du ik' militær fordi du går i camo wear

Ta' og vis mig din hær, jeg viser dig plattenslagere

Viser dig hva' de værd, hey oppefra og ned

Hvem kan rip' det sådan her, arh det klokkeklare Pede

For før sagde sure piger, rap er den visse død

Nu siger groupier, Pede han er pisse sød

En verden i kaos, har gjort mig lidt mindre blød

Skriver på et vers, der rammer plet som infrarød

Jeg går ud af studiet, med en sang som jeg skal spil' for nogen

Du går ud af studiet, med en regning og en depression

Fede sløve rappere, folk der bor i trailere

Yo du burde tabe dig, stikkeren er en yankeebar

Hvis du ka' li' at fucke rundt er det nu skal gøre

Hvis du ka' li' at puffe blunts er det nu du skal gøre det

Hvis du ka' li' at holde det dumt er det nu du skal gøre det

Nu du skal gøre det, nu du skal gøre det

Hvis du vil tos' rundt på sprit er det nu du skal gøre det

Hvis du vil holde det beskidt er det nu du skal gøre det

Og gå amok med din click er det nu du skal gøre det

Nu du skal gøre det, nu du skal gøre det

Hvor du hen' Pede, jeg bar' på mit job igen

Med en blok og en pen, prøver at skrive noget godt igen

Der godt nok en del timer før jeg kommer hjem

Men det okay, ingen grund til at holde igen — X2

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Where are you Pede, I'm just at my job again

Where my people go, the therapy we 'up' in it

And it's not nine to five, that the late night hours write battlerim and whatnot

looks like

Shows people how to rhyme

From the asphalt to the top of the block

Before hated people, now I have the whole herd on the cock

They think they can battle, and will box with the boss

But I rhyme more dope than you can stop 'up in the snot

So they stay away from the team with the fool

That shit, completely without having the body on the pot

To find Danish rap that holds in the club

Is gradually harder than spotting Holger in the herd

For there are crews in abundance, by threatening the level

Puts the competition in bed, and puts the pillow over his head

Cuckoo's nest style, no wide appeal

But whether the shit sells I still want to smile '

If you can 'like' to fuck around it's now the must do

If you like puffing blunts, now is the time to do it

If you'll like to keep it silly, now is the time to do it

Now you have to do it, now you have to do it

If you want to tos' around on booze, now is the time to do it

If you want to keep it dirty, now is the time to do it

And go crazy with your click it is now you have to do it

Now you have to do it, now you have to do it

They come and they go, Pede stays where he is

Hope people understand when I hear it like this

Ay, exactly like that, let me put the record straight

You're not a millionaire because you go to Bathing Ape

And you'm not military because you wear camo wear

Take and show me your army, I'll show you record makers

Shows you what they're worth, hey from top to bottom

Who can rip it like this, arh the bell-ready Pede

For before said sour girls, rap is the certain death

Now the groupier says, Pede he's piss cute

A world in chaos, has made me a little less soft

Writes a verse that hits the spot like infrared

I'm leaving the studio, with a song I'm going to play 'for someone

You walk out of the studio, with a bill and a depression

Fat dull rappers, people living in trailers

Yo you should lose weight, the stick is a yankee bar

If you can 'like' to fuck around it's now the must do

If you like puffing blunts, now is the time to do it

If you'll like to keep it silly, now is the time to do it

Now you have to do it, now you have to do it

If you want to tos' around on booze, now is the time to do it

If you want to keep it dirty, now is the time to do it

And go crazy with your click it is now you have to do it

Now you have to do it, now you have to do it

Where did you go 'Pede, I wore' at my job again

With a pad and a pen, try to write something good again

There are probably quite a few hours before I get home

But that's okay, no need to hold back - X2

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