Pede B — Mr. Næsten song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Mr. Næsten" by Pede B.
Lyrics
Der ik' fokus på musikken men på at lave støj
Så du selvpromoverer dig selv lidt fuckboy
Så stort hoved du ik' ka' ta' cappen af
Og den er fyldt med drømme om at flashe inde til DMA
Med en konto som Niklas og Jannik
Du er ligeved og næsten brudt igennem men kan ik'
Men det skal ik' holde dig tilbage
Fra at udråbe dig selv til kongen af rap nutildag
Dit syn på dig selv det forskruet
For du et meget bedre bud end de andre derude
Plus at du bare har misforstået
At major labels er styret af folk der ik' fatter noget
Du det nye hit — ka' du mærke det
Gir flænger i din nye tallerken
Tror dit ord det er lov og sådan blir' det'
Man er ikke kongens ven før kongen han sir' det
Har du selv skrevet dit shit når dit album kommer
I kluns der ik' er dit på dit album cover
Selvom din hype er slidt når dit album dropper
Er det fucking utænkeligt at dit album flopper
For du næsten ved at være slået igennem
Og du næsten den bedst' til at flowe herhjemme
Og du næsten foran alle så du sviner dem til (okay)
Mr. næsten så siger vi det
Jeg tænkte bare, synes du virkelig selv at du den bedste hva
Sir' du det til dig selv ti gange før du tar' hjemmefra
For ni ud af ti af din' daglige samtaler
Handler om hvordan hele branchen er så langt bag dig
Så du, tømmer dit barskab og snakker om din' mange planer
Superstar vaner i lange baner du en klam taber
På din egen pik og bapper løs på cocken
Og ser ydmyghed som en by i østblokken
Og om et halvt år er du kommet frem med et hit
Men for seks måneder siden sagde du det samme shit
Og det klarer du jo ik' og det skræmmer dig lidt
Men så længe du ik' dropper kan det ik' gå jammerligt
Så hvorfor snart slut, når dig og din kammesjuk
Kan lave hver en fest, til en kæmpe kaffeklub
I har ik' noget nyt at si' men når du råber lytter de
Buldrer løs som en tom tønde med en stryger i
Har du selv skrevet dit shit når dit album kommer
I kluns der ik' er dit på dit album cover
Selvom din hype er slidt når dit album dropper
Er det fucking utænkeligt at dit album flopper
For du næsten ved at være slået igennem
Og du næsten den bedst' til at flowe herhjemme
Og du næsten foran alle så du sviner dem til (okay)
Mr. næsten så siger vi det
Ja du har potentiale — fy for satan
Du ku' bli' åh så stor i Japan
Bevæger dig så meget på toppen som man kan
Dansk raps svar på G. G Allen
Der' ingen grænser for de trends du sætter
Råber hoved af dig selv, indtil taget letter
Tro på det ligesom folk på snitter
Men i stadig bare gamle mænd i nye biler
(Pede)
Men den glitter og glamour gør dig bitter og skide sur
Du kigger dig i spejlet og råber — det snart min tur
Du har hypet dit projekt så længe
At det simpelthen blir' nødt til' bli' det bedst' herhjemme
For mens du snakkede blev dem omkring dig bedre
For du lagde ik' energien på de rigtige steder
Og det ik' så lidt rodet så nu svinger niveauet
Det skod det billed du har af dig selv kun findes i dit hoved
Har du selv skrevet dit shit når dit album kommer
I kluns der ik' er dit på dit album cover
Selvom din hype er slidt når dit album dropper
Er det fucking utænkeligt at dit album flopper
For du næsten ved at være slået igennem
Og du næsten den bedst' til at flowe herhjemme
Og du næsten foran alle så du sviner dem til (okay)
Mr. næsten så siger vi det
Lyrics translation
There is no focus on the music but on making noise
So you self promote yourself a little fuckboy
That big head you can't take off the hood
And it's filled with dreams of flashing inside to DMA
With an account like Niklas and Jannik
You're straight and almost broken through but can't you
But I don't want it to hold you back
From proclaiming yourself the king of rap nowday
Your view of yourself the twisted
For you a much better bid than the others out there
Plus that you just misunderstood
That major labels are run by people who don't understand
You the new hit — ka' you feel it
GIR lacerations in your new plate
Think your word is law and that's how it gets
One is not the King's friend before the king he Ser ' it
Have you even written your shit when your album comes
In clothes that are not yours on your album cover
Even if your hype is worn when your album drops
Is it fucking unthinkable that your album flops
Because you're almost getting through
And you almost the best' to flow here at home
And you almost in front of everyone so you mess them up (okay)
Mr. almost so we say it
I just thought, Do you really think yourself that you the best huh
Sir 'you do it to yourself ten times before you take' from home
For nine out of ten of your' daily conversations
Is about how the whole industry is so far behind you
So you, empty your bar cabinet and talk about your ' many plans
Superstar habits in the long run you a clammy loser
On your own cock and bapping away at the cock
And see humility as a city in the Eastern Bloc
And in six months you've come forward with a hit
But six months ago you said the same shit
And you're not gonna make it, and it scares you a little bit
But as long as you don't quit, it can't go bad
So why soon end when you and your buddy
Can turn every party into a giant coffee club
You don't have anything new to say, but when you yell, they listen
Rumbles like an empty barrel with an iron in it
Have you even written your shit when your album comes
In clothes that are not yours on your album cover
Even if your hype is worn when your album drops
Is it fucking unthinkable that your album flops
Because you're almost getting through
And you almost the best' to flow here at home
And you almost in front of everyone so you mess them up (okay)
Mr. almost so we say it
Yeah, you got potential.
You could be so big in Japan
Moving as much on top as you can
Danish rape response to G. G Allen
There's no limit to the trends you set
Shouting head off yourself until the roof takes off
Believe in it like people on cuts
But you still just old men in New Cars
(Pede)
But that glitter and glamour makes you bitter and fucking angry
You look in the mirror and yell-it soon my turn
You've been hyping your project for so long
That it will simply 'have to' become 'the best' here at home
Because while you were talking the people around you got better
Because you didn't put the energy in the right places
And it's not a bit messy so now the level fluctuates
It shod the image you have of yourself only exists in your head
Have you even written your shit when your album comes
In clothes that are not yours on your album cover
Even if your hype is worn when your album drops
Is it fucking unthinkable that your album flops
Because you're almost getting through
And you almost the best' to flow here at home
And you almost in front of everyone so you mess them up (okay)
Mr. almost so we say it