Looptroop
Looptroop Rockers (ранее просто Looptroop) - граффитчики, хип-хоперы из Швеции.
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looptroop - fort europa (крепость Европа)
Lyrics to Fort Europa :
[Promoe]
Once apon a time not long ago
When people were still living in the northern zone
They could, still breath and everybody wasn't dead
Somebody recorded a song
And this is what it said:
After the first and the second world wars
You'd think us europeans couldn't take it no more
But we built up and tore down the Berlin wall
Only to build up a new and improved around our crumblin' Fort (Europa)
This one was a bit tricky, not visible to the naked eye
And if you was lucky
You could slip through the cracks and the crevices tuckin'
Your life under your arm, this way some people snuck in
Only to become second class citizens
Not listed in the system not existin in a sence
Illegal immigrants
The word left a bitter sin
This place is cold and evil, I should have never went to
[Chorus]
[Promoe]
Fort Europa
My so called Eutopia
Where I can't find no culture
Feel the walls getting closer and closer and closer
Right here in Fort Europa (Right here)
Where I can't find no culture
Feel the walls getting closer and closer and closer
[Supreme]
I guess you know about how I dreamt of super power
wanted to roll with the bad boys
But got butt-fucked in the showers
Too scared to hold our own ground
Can't beat'em join'em we're down
Stay with the winning team by any means
but in another realm
And bottoms up while they drowned
Invitations at the door members only no hang around
Inside the fortress of fine ass
We appreciate
The less fortunate smile as long as she looked high class
And as the problem was swallowing for the almighty Euro
But you know, we put our brother inside a business though
Make sure they're not leaving that over loose end hope of a life
Reside a force
Sendin'em back home and so forth
Cause we got
Employment issues, we got kids of our own
Trying to tear down the wall with chrome and black ink flow
Keep them mad at all cost
This ain't the time to go soft
We stand united or this soon will be lost, inside
[Chorus]
[Promoe]
Fort Europa
My so called Eutopia
Where I can't find no culture
Feel the walls getting closer and closer and closer
Right here in Fort Europa (Right here)
Where I can't find no culture
Feel the walls getting closer and closer and closer
[Cos.m.i.c]
Yo we try to live our lives in protected homes
Don't worry 'bout no one and get your own
The weak people are just a stepping stone
On the road to the riches we hitting for
Anybody coming my way I'm gunning my way
Whoever got something to say better be runnin away
But I stay to see through the peep holes
Cause people like that is all we know, and
All of these lies and false promises
That shit will come back with the God nemesis, you
Whoever pick up this, a hundred years from now
Here's the last song before we all go down
The revolution is a moment away
The tensions in the air, that is coming our way, but
Powerful forces do they best
They count they're raps so they'll suite the west
Temperatures rising ain't no turnin back
At this point where this world is at
Hate'em for a cross-road which way to go
Heaven or hell only you can say you know
[Chorus]
[Promoe]
Fort Europa
The so called Eutopia
Where I can't find no culture
Feel the walls getting closer and closer and closer
Right here in Fort Europa (Right here)
Where I can't find no culture
Feel the walls getting closer and closer and closer
[Outro]
Right here on Fort Europa
Nothing but chlaustrophobia
Right here on Fort Europa
Nothing but xenophobia
Right here on Fort Europa
Nothing but chlaustrophobia
Right now
Looptroop-Long Arm Of the Law
Yaya, yayaya, yayaya, yayaya
Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag-lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you (smashing you)
On the concrete, you find out you can't compete
With the number one thief on the street
I tried to tell you that back, on the biggest hustle track
It's OK to sell crack, if the cops got your back
And they certainly will, if they're on your payoff
They know that if they fuck around, they're getting laid off
And to the cops, to the average citizens, a clean conscience
compared to a steady income, that's nonsense
That's why I stay getting busted for bullshit charges
More than one time, one time, came around
This what went down
N�r ja � Tommy var i Burl�v, du kommer ih�g, eller hur b�g?
-Jor� schlook, vi hade just fotat pieces
Now we're getting fucked by the long dick of the law
Inflict social diseases cause they use no protection
Judge slam the hammer, D.A. got an erection
Wouldn't even give me a public defender
For such a small case, not paying on the trains
Still they wanna four thousand kronors, from my bank account
I thought that was a too big amount
But the judge didn't had no sympathy on me
All on his mind are I committed (unhearable)
But I wasn't fighting - No war (no waaar)
So why they wanna send a mailman with a ticket to mi door -ah to mi doooor
I was only trying to make a wholecar - A wholecar
The Bigfoot beast wanna arrest dej, and put you behind bars -In just a blur, in just a blur
Free Mumia Abu Jamal
(Check it out ya, yayaya)
Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag-lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you
Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag-lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you
Asking you "what", "why", "when"
And "Where at were you?"
"And with whom", so you is innocent till proved (yea,yea)
They're in the wrong mood, you're in the wrong goove
Or you might look kinnda rude, eatherways you're getting screwed
Told what not to do, how to improve the system
By not making moves, not questioning rules
Not being concerned with, who's getting beat and bruised
Who's being abused, well well
I got news for those who belive the police doing their work right
My man from back home, killed this kid in a fight
Had to do social-work, he got arrested a few times
But never had to do time, never paid no fines
This other cat, he goes trace, with official failance
Which equals, he lost some money for the government
They couldn't prove his guilt, as he stood in silence
But since that crime was economical
They bet every law and paragraph, they could find to lock him up
Now what does that teach us - They don't give a fuck
If you hurt flesh and blood that don't cross nothing
But you'll get like twelve months for material destruction
Yo, that's disgusting
So when the long arm of the law try to get it's grip
Grip your middle finger and split
(yo, split)
ya, wa wa
Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag-lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you
It's like this, I'm depressed by the whole system
That's why I diss 'em, no fake ass-kissing
Yo listen, recently I had to pay a visit
To Malmoe courthouse, two-thousand crowns if I miss this, so skip it
I went down there to be confronted
I denied the whole scenario, said I couldn't have done it
Nine thirty in the morning meet a lawyer
He said it looks kinnda bad, they got witnesses and all that - Fuck that!
I still fill like I am innocent
You think I wrote B.I.F on Mac D without a reason
Yo, I'm stuck, it's like David versus Goliath
A lonely man, versus the corruption of liers
Don't expect silence though, I make noise till ya ears bleed
And make you all scrap paint until I stop breath
Belive me, I know the time when it's on
Cosmic, lyricly I rock in Babylon
-But yo Cos, what happened on that trial incident?
You know the same old song
They find my story insufficient, mistreated, defeated and mentally harassed
An outcast, who's done for punishment at last
Yo, ya, wa, check
Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag-lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you
Gouvernment taxing you, turning backs on you
If you got the wrong sex, and the wrong accent too
The wrong attitude, living on the wrong latitude
Still they want your ass to show gratitude
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looptroop - fort europa (крепость Европа)
Click to viewLyrics to Fort Europa :
[Promoe]
Once apon a time not long ago
When people were still living in the northern zone
They could, still breath and everybody wasn't dead
Somebody recorded a song
And this is what it said:
After the first and the second world wars
You'd think us europeans couldn't take it no more
But we built up and tore down the Berlin wall
Only to build up a new and improved around our crumblin' Fort (Europa)
This one was a bit tricky, not visible to the naked eye
And if you was lucky
You could slip through the cracks and the crevices tuckin'
Your life under your arm, this way some people snuck in
Only to become second class citizens
Not listed in the system not existin in a sence
Illegal immigrants
The word left a bitter sin
This place is cold and evil, I should have never went to
[Chorus]
[Promoe]
Fort Europa
My so called Eutopia
Where I can't find no culture
Feel the walls getting closer and closer and closer
Right here in Fort Europa (Right here)
Where I can't find no culture
Feel the walls getting closer and closer and closer
[Supreme]
I guess you know about how I dreamt of super power
wanted to roll with the bad boys
But got butt-fucked in the showers
Too scared to hold our own ground
Can't beat'em join'em we're down
Stay with the winning team by any means
but in another realm
And bottoms up while they drowned
Invitations at the door members only no hang around
Inside the fortress of fine ass
We appreciate
The less fortunate smile as long as she looked high class
And as the problem was swallowing for the almighty Euro
But you know, we put our brother inside a business though
Make sure they're not leaving that over loose end hope of a life
Reside a force
Sendin'em back home and so forth
Cause we got
Employment issues, we got kids of our own
Trying to tear down the wall with chrome and black ink flow
Keep them mad at all cost
This ain't the time to go soft
We stand united or this soon will be lost, inside
[Chorus]
[Promoe]
Fort Europa
My so called Eutopia
Where I can't find no culture
Feel the walls getting closer and closer and closer
Right here in Fort Europa (Right here)
Where I can't find no culture
Feel the walls getting closer and closer and closer
[Cos.m.i.c]
Yo we try to live our lives in protected homes
Don't worry 'bout no one and get your own
The weak people are just a stepping stone
On the road to the riches we hitting for
Anybody coming my way I'm gunning my way
Whoever got something to say better be runnin away
But I stay to see through the peep holes
Cause people like that is all we know, and
All of these lies and false promises
That shit will come back with the God nemesis, you
Whoever pick up this, a hundred years from now
Here's the last song before we all go down
The revolution is a moment away
The tensions in the air, that is coming our way, but
Powerful forces do they best
They count they're raps so they'll suite the west
Temperatures rising ain't no turnin back
At this point where this world is at
Hate'em for a cross-road which way to go
Heaven or hell only you can say you know
[Chorus]
[Promoe]
Fort Europa
The so called Eutopia
Where I can't find no culture
Feel the walls getting closer and closer and closer
Right here in Fort Europa (Right here)
Where I can't find no culture
Feel the walls getting closer and closer and closer
[Outro]
Right here on Fort Europa
Nothing but chlaustrophobia
Right here on Fort Europa
Nothing but xenophobia
Right here on Fort Europa
Nothing but chlaustrophobia
Right now
Looptroop-Long Arm Of the Law
Yaya, yayaya, yayaya, yayaya
Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag-lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you (smashing you)
On the concrete, you find out you can't compete
With the number one thief on the street
I tried to tell you that back, on the biggest hustle track
It's OK to sell crack, if the cops got your back
And they certainly will, if they're on your payoff
They know that if they fuck around, they're getting laid off
And to the cops, to the average citizens, a clean conscience
compared to a steady income, that's nonsense
That's why I stay getting busted for bullshit charges
More than one time, one time, came around
This what went down
N�r ja � Tommy var i Burl�v, du kommer ih�g, eller hur b�g?
-Jor� schlook, vi hade just fotat pieces
Now we're getting fucked by the long dick of the law
Inflict social diseases cause they use no protection
Judge slam the hammer, D.A. got an erection
Wouldn't even give me a public defender
For such a small case, not paying on the trains
Still they wanna four thousand kronors, from my bank account
I thought that was a too big amount
But the judge didn't had no sympathy on me
All on his mind are I committed (unhearable)
But I wasn't fighting - No war (no waaar)
So why they wanna send a mailman with a ticket to mi door -ah to mi doooor
I was only trying to make a wholecar - A wholecar
The Bigfoot beast wanna arrest dej, and put you behind bars -In just a blur, in just a blur
Free Mumia Abu Jamal
(Check it out ya, yayaya)
Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag-lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you
Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag-lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you
Asking you "what", "why", "when"
And "Where at were you?"
"And with whom", so you is innocent till proved (yea,yea)
They're in the wrong mood, you're in the wrong goove
Or you might look kinnda rude, eatherways you're getting screwed
Told what not to do, how to improve the system
By not making moves, not questioning rules
Not being concerned with, who's getting beat and bruised
Who's being abused, well well
I got news for those who belive the police doing their work right
My man from back home, killed this kid in a fight
Had to do social-work, he got arrested a few times
But never had to do time, never paid no fines
This other cat, he goes trace, with official failance
Which equals, he lost some money for the government
They couldn't prove his guilt, as he stood in silence
But since that crime was economical
They bet every law and paragraph, they could find to lock him up
Now what does that teach us - They don't give a fuck
If you hurt flesh and blood that don't cross nothing
But you'll get like twelve months for material destruction
Yo, that's disgusting
So when the long arm of the law try to get it's grip
Grip your middle finger and split
(yo, split)
ya, wa wa
Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag-lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you
It's like this, I'm depressed by the whole system
That's why I diss 'em, no fake ass-kissing
Yo listen, recently I had to pay a visit
To Malmoe courthouse, two-thousand crowns if I miss this, so skip it
I went down there to be confronted
I denied the whole scenario, said I couldn't have done it
Nine thirty in the morning meet a lawyer
He said it looks kinnda bad, they got witnesses and all that - Fuck that!
I still fill like I am innocent
You think I wrote B.I.F on Mac D without a reason
Yo, I'm stuck, it's like David versus Goliath
A lonely man, versus the corruption of liers
Don't expect silence though, I make noise till ya ears bleed
And make you all scrap paint until I stop breath
Belive me, I know the time when it's on
Cosmic, lyricly I rock in Babylon
-But yo Cos, what happened on that trial incident?
You know the same old song
They find my story insufficient, mistreated, defeated and mentally harassed
An outcast, who's done for punishment at last
Yo, ya, wa, check
Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag-lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you
Gouvernment taxing you, turning backs on you
If you got the wrong sex, and the wrong accent too
The wrong attitude, living on the wrong latitude
Still they want your ass to show gratitude