Intro
Refrain (Kaliffa) x2
Yeah hello you, we're swinging forward
the same, as we've done since we were young, young kids, yeah we're swinging forward, the same i wiie, yeah
Verse 1 (Nimo)
I'm not a rich dude
No, I'm not a -- dude
Politician-dude, no I'm a fucking free dude
And on this I'm psycho
Head full of songs like an iPod
For me and my high-tops
Walking through the place that is --
If they want to do songs
Start spitting the shit tight then
Just chilling with Tiesto
And brother he is home now
We met him at the gate
With his record and a brown five
Fuck, we're going to get revenge now
The music is my weapon brother
Always kept me awake, awake
Flying in the roofs bro
That's the fucking thing bro
The heart is a constant beat
Drum on my chest
Drum, drum on my reggae-style
Refrain (Kaliffa) x2
Verse 2 (Näääk)
I give you five more years and you are rich bro
Cuz' no one spits shit like you do 'round where we live
And people ask me if shuno's gonna be big
But he has been bigger much longer than you think
Cuz' buddy we live in the City of Stockholm
And if we're in the club there is lots of speed
And are we in a hurry, where?
We live for the day and we slide up with --
Watch out for those who guard the law.
This is the Näääk and the brother's name is Nimo
You can find us on the streets, no numbers in Eniro(*)
Plus i see how much love everybody's got
I love this shit
Man i swear on my mothers grave
Refrain (Kaliffa) x2