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Afr0
Created : 01 July 2009
 

Snook, svett och tårar!

Swedish rap!!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5XILhVUdpbs&feature=related
A good, Swedish rap song!

I was rapping for the first time in Rissne Center
Long before rap was about sex and 50 Cents mouth
With our wu-tang-ish, untraditional school English
Was probably mostly a jerk with a dream of a mike

And those yellow Timberland Boots-boots (yo-yo)
I hook up with a guy who also rapped sometimes
So we battled each other but it needed a name to form a group (group)
With those most keff speakers, except only me and Danne we were
Tired of everything from the U.S being considered cool

Ref:
Mom, I have been too, nice and obstinat
No backup, no crew
But we are here (uh-uh) are here (uh-uh)

Some years before that, then landed a plane, from a snow storm came out of an African
Got a shock when he saw that it was black and the middle of the day
And it strikes me now that that boy was me
Became annoyed the poop, then wrote down rhymes, was ready to fight
For my life it was crap and I have hated all -
For my skin was white but I felt like black
As Miklos in Blood in and blood out
Something happened that changed everything
I met Khilen, he flowed like the Nile, it felt like we known each other throughout life
We are tired of (skrytet) which then represented (style), we burned it (shit), then turned well (wind)
When we left school with a twist microphone, and the same year we took our hiphop award!

Ref.

Now it has become zero three and we have an incredible thirst, among large larger largest
We were toys, but boys or crew, but we do it is for fun (or how)
Now we contract and the year is just the end, it's fast now
We are clown with ace in sleeve, but feel fanemej the best in the world, so fuck you!
I freakin when I find out padded drum stocks in the Closet
Where we play in the plate, the poor, for our small, small record companies could not afford
Now lifts some hiphop flag at half-mast, so we call for a community singing
Some of these, but they piss on us, but to respond, only by success
In the mirror, I see good cocky, with that facial expression
A guy with too much raklödder, but pallets of pressure va all love
Hip-hop is about to turn, below and in addition to the double-O K has done it?
We are kings of the year! (yeah)

Ref.

Ten years from 2006 is in our time equal to 2026
And hopefully, we hunger for in life
In our tickeri-TEARS IN ONE'S EYES naive small life
It will happen has already been for us
So we want to thank you that you hated us.

Started on an open-mic and ends well, which also
We are going to hell have arrived there before the end has been reached us

 

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