Velkommen Tilbage - Pede B

Tilbage som om jeg nogensinde forlod boksen

Hjerteblod, hovedet på blokken og mikrofonen I hånden

Det' svært at skride fra scenen hvis du har passion for den

Velkommen til plade fem, stil dine sko ved måtten

Og siden sidste gang, har Noize fået sit tiende barn

Ej det' gas, mig og Kim er nok præcis de samme

Bortset fra vi har spillet for virkelig mange

Slået nogen scener til pindebrænde uden at have nogen singler fremme

P3 sagde aldrig ja, men der' ingen dårlige vibes

De får sikkert 100 bud om dagen der skal overvejes

Jeg får stadig flere hits end danske porno-sites

Så hvis de gider spille det næste gang, er det ornli' nice

Jeg' tilfreds med den smule jeg får, kærlighed og Guld-Tuborg

Det hele er alligevel glemt om 100 år

Det sortsmuskede får, for jeg' altid udenfor

Temperaturen derude, den æder mig med hud og hår

Aftenen går med morgen

Gadelampen lyser

Her sidder jeg og fryser

Og skriver natten væk

Gik med iver ind I rap

Jeg troede den loyalitet som alle folk snakker om

Den fandtes, men det passer ik'

Så folk I dansk musik vil ik' engang ha' øjenkontakt

Jeg læner mig tilbage og stoler på en højere magt

For alle lyder ens

Måske jeg' sindssyg

Men føler der er karaoke-aften over indre by

For 4−5 siden, var crunk det sidste nye

Men så kom house-rap tilbage som et deja-vu

Og grime-bølgen, den varede cirka 12 måneder

Så nu laver alle Drake eller A$AP Rocky-numre

De folk håber det sælger som Maroc-klumber

Det' ik' for at tale ned til alle dem der ser op på mig

Voksne og unger claimer crews og postnumre

Med mere fart på end crash-test-dummy dukker

Det eneste jeg repper er mine egne gutter

For alle de andre smutter når al musik-hypen slutter

Jeg ved godt jeg ik' er verdens navle

Men alle kan få brug for at ta' en pause

Så jeg skriver mest om natten, når alle er tavse

(Pede B), bare endnu en af de natteravne

Back as if I ever left the box

Heart blood, the head of the block and the microphone in hand

It's hard to step off the stage if you have a passion for it

Welcome to plate five, put your shoes by the mat

And since last time, Noize has had her tenth child

No it's gas, me and Kim are probably exactly the same

Except we've played for really many

Turned some scenes into firewood without having any singles in front

P3 never said yes, but there 'no bad vibes

They probably get 100 bids a day to consider

I still get more hits than Danish porn sites

So if they bother to play it next time, it's ornli 'nice

I 'satisfied with the little I get, love and Guld-Tuborg

It's all forgotten in 100 years anyway

The black-muscled sheep, because I'm always outside

The temperature out there, it eats me with skin and hair

The evening goes with morning

The street lamp is lit.

Here I sit and freeze

And writes the night away

Went eagerly into rap

I believed the loyalty that all people talk about

It existed, but it does not fit '

So people in Danish music do not even want to have eye contact

I sit back and trust a higher power

For everyone sounds the same

Maybe I's insane

But feel there is karaoke night over inner city

4−5 ago, crunk was the latest

But then house-rap came back as a deja-vu

And the grime wave, it lasted about 12 months

So now everyone is doing Drake or A $ AP Rocky tracks

Those people hope it sells like Morocco clumber

It 'ik' to talk down to all those who look up to me

Adults and kids claim crews and zip codes

With more speed than crash-test-dummy dolls

The only thing I scratch are my own boys

For all the others slip away when all the music hype ends

I know I'm not the navel of the world

But everyone may need to take a break

So I write mostly at night, when everyone is silent

(Pede B), just another one of those night ravens