Trainspotters - FTP lyrics

(Räkna räkna till tre och så kör vi)
(Ännu mer, ännu mer utslag, ännu mer)
(Ett, två, tre)

Uh, yeah so one night me and mine
Some dude out my crew and this chick was
Gonna hit this spot along the green line
(yeah) newly buffed so we had to paint that
Did a wall two stations away
A couple of days back
Checked it, did the scopin', feelin' it out
And
We knew that the wall was on the CSG route
Heh! Then again what isn't? (Isn't)
A wall they don't check is a wall to diss man
(Fucked them)
It was perfect, perfect view from the metro
But had a funny feeling in
My stomach from the get-go
Next thing I knew, we was at the spot
Fuck CSG, fuck being caught



I was on the east side
Of U-town roaming 'round
Saturday night a white Volvo slowing down
Pigs stepping out, stopped us
Started talking for no reason
Three guys just out here walking
Just did a tag, sure though
They didn't see it
Between us let's just keep
This a little secret
Said I had big pupils, yeah it's dark out
They saw my marker for new carpark
Told them gloves for fishing
The pen for signing
Vinyl discs and shit, yes I did mind this
Wasn't their business, tryna' mind mine
You wanna take me downtown pig, alright fine

I'm such a toy I take time to write signs
And they were both done when
I was on my outlines
Got the piece looking dirty
He was telling me not to worry
She was telling me to hurry
I was signing the piece 'bout to
Be clearing the wall when
All of a sudden we was hearing the car, and
Worst case scenario fearing the lawman
Peak 'round the corner, sure
Enough, there they are, then
We spun around, me and the
Dude jumped the fence
Crossed the track, ain't no
Looking back or stopping, man (Fuck det här)
On top of that was supposed to lose all cans
Forgot the plan
Let go of all rules and just ran

Pigs can't keep up with the times
Why they frontin' ett, två, tre!
Pigs can't keep up with the times
Why they frontin' ett, två, tre!
Pigs can't keep up with the times
Why they frontin' ett, två, tre!
Pigs can't keep up with the times
Why they frontin' ett, två, tre!

At the station, nothing to hide
Just question back
You always hassle kids like that
You fish for stats
Not too cocky though, couldn't risk the fact
Back in my flat, stashed up on this and that
Plus 'bout a dozen 600 molotow chrome
Bag of ammunition
Don't want 'em all in my home
You know, Captain Käp taught plenty things
Not recall time, place, names, anything
They waiting me out to
Fold and tell eventually
Got nothing though when all
The others mentioned me (Snitches)
But whatever, Skrrk vague in comparison
Perfect level and balance on my arrogance

I was panicking
Cans had to be tossed and ditched
Ran like hell, but we lost the chick
Although she's not the type
To talk and snitch adding up ain't hard
It's not like the plot is thick
It didn't cost us shit but
They caught us slip
I thought I had the grip and was on top of it
Got the fuck out
Wondering how it got to this we came home
Dropped it quick and sparked the spliff
Smoked another one
And another till we don't think
Then out of nowhere the phone rings (Oh)
It was the girl and she told us what happened
Had no hope
Usually there's no luck for Kaplan

Asked him to read it back to me
Letting me home the old pig grabs ahold
Starts checking my phone
("Helve-") Remember what I forgot to do
He got to the camera feed and I lost my mood
Whole summer came down like a cataclysm
Checked a little
Started talking 'bout some vandalism
Said I'm having pictures, yeah photographer
Student, skattebetalare, pig I have ambitions
Really? I had a half-finished whole car
Drinking with weapons
Brio melon head blown off
Tags and throw ups, faces not blurred off
Lots of sketch
They kept it but not turned off

Pigs can't keep up with the times
Why they frontin' ett, två, tre!
Pigs can't keep up with the times
Why they frontin' ett, två, tre!
Pigs can't keep up with the times
Why they frontin' ett, två, tre!
Pigs can't keep up with the times
Why they frontin' ett, två, tre!

So next Monday, the office pigs'll back it up
Then it hit me, iCloud could help track it up
Late night back in my home, I went online
Find and delete the crimes from my phone
Went to CPH Pro then to Trästock
Got my shit back in time plus it had dropped
Hacker mission complete and when it post up
Second charge dropped
So glad that I chose blood
Synced the phone back so I lost nothing
Pigs can't keep up with the times
Why they frontin?
Never ever let them win, get the best of me
Bitch, are we scheming on revenge
Signing FTP

We guessing she was fucked at the spot
But 'cause she's a girl and 'cause she's
Got nerve she did not get caught
CSG fucked up she walked right out and sat
Down at the bus stop
Even though they had just stepped
Dumb motherfuckers thinking a girl
Is not a suspect
I didn't finish the piece but fuck it
Got away clean
Next time I leave I might not be so lucky
Weeks later the three of us was at the yard
Going hard
You know graffiti can't be stopped
Fuck CSG, fuck the police, fuck the law
Everyone knows that graffiti can't be stopped