Machacha – Hårdt Lyrics
Artist: Machacha
Song: Hårdt
Ingen derinde i spillet kan benægte jeg’ spiller spillet
Ægte, har en finger med i spillet og det næste spin der spinner
På dine technics, spinner hektisk
Spinner ud over bjergtinder, cliffhanger teknisk
sh#t banger, Mick Jagger, stor i kæften, orkan tyfon
Pelikansyndrom, cyklon
Min klan er kanon, der’ banan på de kloner
De’ personer non grata, nu pakker de pistoler
Idiotеr, kugler preller af på min krop af tеflon
I ender op i dødens gab, armageddon
Med begge hænder på gøbben og krudtslam i mundvigen
Løkken om halsen, det’ umuligt at undvige
De’ klar til manden med leen, kaster sten efter optiske bedrag
Bare fordi de ville f#cke med mit navn
Chef cock, cocker, København som min super elsker
Pelser byen med mit crew, super mennesker
Velskabt skarp klar, skarp på en piedestal
Zar, Djengis Khan i hans velmagtsdage
Slagter på sjakaler der galer op
Skæve på det tjald og pot, jeg’ boss det’ mig der kalder shots
Jeg sprøjter mine rim
Altid skarpladt
Jeg sprøjter mine rim
Som en fat cat
Jeg sprøjter mine rim
Altid skarpladt
Jeg sprøjter mine rim
Som en fat cat
Livet er en kold kælling, knepper mig i fosterstilling
Hænger kun med folk der vil smoke mig for en skilling
Manden med jernmasken, der’ kuk i hjernemassen
Får #rg#sme midt i klasse så de mærker bassen
Prøv at vær’ lidt glad, la’ vær’ at vær’ så vrissen
Du har brug for gud, pludselig er du herre kristen
La’ os 63 dem
De’ på syre man, la’ vær’ at stress dem
Brændt af, la’ at rist’ den
Kommer op og slåsser i et nonnekloster
Får min bekomst i en skov med blomster
Imødekommende drømmende blik
Knyttet hånd om min pik og om mit bestik
Går en stor bue uden om din brudgom
Vidste ikk’ helt hva’ de sku’ tro, så de troede om
Kalder du mig brormand!? Tror du du er morsom
Troede ikk’ at der var folk i virkeligheden der gjorde såd’n, næh
Jeg sprøjter mine rim
Altid skarpladt
Jeg sprøjter mine rim
Som en fat cat
Jeg sprøjter mine rim
Altid skarpladt
Jeg sprøjter mine rim
Som en fat cat
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Hårdt Lyrics – English Translation
No one in the game can deny I ‘play the game
True, have a finger in the game and the next spin spinner
On your Technics, Spinner hectic
Spinner in addition to mountain peaks, Cliffhanger technical
sh#t Banger, Mick Jagger, Large in Attack, Hurricane Typhoon
Pelikane syndrome, cyclone
My clan is cannon who ‘banana on the clones
The ‘People Non Grata, now the guns pack
Idiotеr, bullets prele off on my body of tеflon
In end up in the gap of death, Armageddon
With both hands on the gun and mowth sludge in the mouth
Løkken about the neck, it ‘impossible to dodge
The ‘ready for the man with Leen, throwing stone after optical deception
Just because they would f#cke with my name
Chef Cock, Cocker, Copenhagen as my super lover
Persion town with my crew, super people
Well-created sharp clear, sharp on a pedestal
Zar, Gjengis Khan in his Well Motor Days
Butcher on jackals there crazy
Crooked on that tell and pot, i ‘boss it’ me who call shots
I spray my rhymes
Always crisp
I spray my rhymes
As a Fat Cat
I spray my rhymes
Always crisp
I spray my rhymes
As a Fat Cat
Life is a cold b#tch, f#ck me in fetal position
Hanging only with people who will smoke me for a dime
The man with the iron mask that ‘Kuk in the brain mass
Gets #rg#sm in the middle of class so they mark the bass
Try to be ‘a little happy, la’ Be ‘to be’ so Vrissen
You need God, suddenly you men Christian
La ‘OS 63 them
They ‘on acid man, la’ be ‘to stress them
Burned by, la ‘to grate’ the
Coming up and turns off in a nunnery
Gets my compassion in a forest with flowers
Welcoming dreamy look
Attached hand about my c#ck and about my cutlery
Walking a large arc outside of your groom
Knew IKK ‘Completely huh’ they grow ‘faith so they thought about
Do you call me Brormand!? Do you think you’re funny
Believed Ikk ‘that there were people in reality who did Sød’n, Nah
I spray my rhymes
Always crisp
I spray my rhymes
As a Fat Cat
I spray my rhymes
Always crisp
I spray my rhymes
As a Fat Cat
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Machacha Lyrics – Hårdt
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From the album:
Machacha
Release Year: 2015