This song is about two seperate stories from Erk and Käp. Käp raps about one time where he almost got caught by the CSG. Erk spits about a time where he uses iCloud to save himself from prison.
FTP stands for Fuck The Police, and is supposed to be chanted by the audience after “Ett, två, tre!” (whi...
[Intro]
(Räkna... räkna till tre och så kör vi)
(Ännu mer, ännu mer utslag, ännu mer)
(Ett, två, tre!)
[Vers 1: Kaplan]
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
[Vers 2: Rewind]
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
[Vers 3: Kaplan]
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
[Refräng: Rewind and Kaplan]
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!
[Vers 4: Rewind]
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
[Verse 5: Kaplan]
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
[Verse 6: Rewind]
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
[Refräng: Rewind and Kaplan]
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!
[Vers 7: Rewind]
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
[Vers 8: Kaplan]
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
FTP was produced by Academics.
Trainspotters released FTP on Thu Feb 04 2016.
CSG is short for “Community Security Group”.
They are a Swedish security guard company who hunt graffiti artists.
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