Tændt - Pede B

Du har tændt og jeg kan nå det når jeg rækker ud

Du har tændt

Du har tændt og jeg kan nå det når jeg rækker ud

De her rappere spiller allesammen smart som havde de skabertrang dagen lang

De fleste ville hellere sidde på klub og drikke damer lam'

Hvor er det typisk mig at hade med det samme

Fordi vi ikk' deler den rastløshed, der nok vil dræbe mig en gang

I grænselandet mellem lykkelig og lidt for fuld

Prøver jeg at tørre smilet af med en WC-rulle

Har det en lille smule, som vinderen i en spillebule

Burde stop' mens legen den er vildt cool

Jeg var et rowdy skarn siden jeg rockede 11-taller

Intet barnebarn, men de si’r jeg' i min bedste alder

Hvis fornemmelse passer om de der mennesker der rapper

Går teksten over deres æggeskaller som stagedive på festivaler

Langt mellem snapsene som AA’s medlemsfester

Fordelene er overdrevne, Linse Kessler

Glem gangster klichéen lige ud af fitness centre

Dem du skal være bange for, er de flinke mennesker

Så meget fake pistol snak, det' bare mongol rap

Hvor d’oeuvres bli’r båret ud, og det' tid til en hovedret

Så sæt dig ned og få en god snak

Men en mand der ikk' er old eller new school — jeg' skoletræt

Jeg' halvt undergrund, og halvt folkeeje

Med ti fingre nede i den beskidte bolledej

Der' ingen grund til at stoppe eller holde kaje

Hvorfor chille?

Jeg' ved at nå 14 mill' på Spotify

Og mange synes ikk' det føles fair

Så jeg prøver' undgå dem som hollandske grøntsager

Og blokke det ude ved bare at ta' en øl mere

Det' dansk ligesom flæskesteg med sprød svær

For vi gør det på en stor scene, gør det på det helt små

Gør det uden problem, når de siger vi ikk' må

Gør det med mine øjne åbne, gør det med mine øjne lukked'

Gør det stadig, jeg tror aldrig helt jeg får min tørst slukket

For der' smæk på, alt det hate må

Vel egentlig bare vise, folks nosser de' pænt små

Ingen forberedte mig på hvad jeg skulle gennemgå

Fra busture på røven til tourbus med mit fjæs på

Fredag udsolgte vi Pumpen, lørdag en intim koncert

Holder søndag med min far, som der har der virkelig svært

Slanger ud af brystet, jeg ved han er skide stærk

Smiler selvom læger lige har klippet i hans hjerte

Og ingen ved hvor det slutter henne

Så hvis de leder kan de regne med jeg' i studiet igen

Arbejder hårdt som en der konsekvent går sulten i seng

De andre prøver at huske, jeg prøver at huske at glem'

Du har tændt og jeg kan nå det når jeg rækker ud

For jeg vil ha' dig, har ikke fortrudt

Jeg prøvet' hale indenom og ved godt det' forbudt

Men jeg kigger ind

Og flyver lidt, lander på en farlig fyr

You have turned on and I can reach it when I reach out

You've turned it on

You have turned on and I can reach it when I reach out

These rappers all play smart as if they had a creative urge all day long

Most would rather sit at the club and drink ladies lamb '

Where is it typical of me to hate right away

Because we do not share the restlessness that will probably kill me one day

In the borderland between happy and a little too full

I try to wipe the smile off with a toilet roll

Have it a little bit like the winner in a gambling den

Should stop 'while playing it is wildly cool

I was a rowdy skarn since I rocked 11s

No grandson, but they say I'm at my prime

If feeling fits about those people who rap

Goes the text over their eggshells like stagedive at festivals

Far between the snaps like AA’s membership parties

The benefits are exaggerated, Linse Kessler

Forget the gangster cliché right out of gyms

The ones you should be afraid of are the nice people

So much fake gun talk, it's just Mongolian rap

Where d’oeuvres are carried out, and it's time for a main course

So sit down and have a good chat

But a man who is not old or new school - I'm tired of school

I 'half underground, and half people's property

With ten fingers down in the dirty ball dough

There's no reason to stop or quay

Why chill?

I 'know how to reach 14 million' on Spotify

And many do not think it feels fair

So I try 'avoid them like Dutch vegetables

And block it out by just having one more beer

It's Danish like roast pork with crispy crust

For we do it on a big stage, do it on the very small

Do it without problem when they say we must not

Do it with my eyes open, do it with my eyes closed '

Still doing it, I never quite think I get my thirst quenched

For there 'slap on, all that hate must

Well really just show, people's balls they 'pretty small

No one prepared me for what I was going to go through

From bus rides on the ass to tour bus with my face on

Friday we sold out Pumpen, Saturday an intimate concert

Spending Sunday with my dad who is having a really hard time there

Snakes out of his chest, I know he's fucking strong

Smiles even though doctors have just cut into his heart

And no one knows where it ends her

So if they lead, they can count on me 'in the studio again

Works hard as someone who consistently goes to bed hungry

The others try to remember, I try to remember to forget '

You have turned on and I can reach it when I reach out

Because I want you, I have no regrets

I tried 'tail inside and know it well' banned

But I'm looking inside

And flies a little, lands on a dangerous guy