Reclaim The city
Looptroop Lyrics

In the year 2000, watch out for Looptroop coming to reclaim a city near you
Looptroop is here to reclaim a city near you in 2000

It's Timbuk with the truth, detonate your city like a nuke And duck from blue suits and cop boots
Timbuk is telling the truth and causing chaos in the city while evading the police

Headline the news and reclaim the avenues Scare them nazi crews with rap attitudes
Make headlines and take back the streets, scaring off Nazi groups with rap attitudes

Cause mass media's polluting the nation This is my Swedish history exclamation
The mass media is polluting the nation and this song is a declaration of Swedish history

I'd rather stand up for my views in handcuffs This shit you can't trust, get fucked and banged up
Stand up for what you believe in even if it means getting arrested, because you can't trust the government

Back in the days the state helped Hitler Now they're trying to arrest me for packing rizla
The state helped Hitler in the past but now they are trying to arrest Timbuk for something minor like carrying rolling paper

I can't live the law that they speak My cause is deep, I keep prowl while you're asleep (Yes!)
The government's laws don't align with Timbuk's beliefs and causes, so he operates in secret

Cause me and Promoe, keep a low pro A big bro catch us on a satellite photo
Timbuk and Promoe operate in secret to avoid being caught by Big Brother's surveillance

So when the punk police roll up from light, what You want an autographed poster?
When the police approach, Timbuk sarcastically asks if they want an autographed poster

You cops are the same all over the world Wanna brush me with the night sting Charge me with anything, the mic stink
Timbuk believes that all cops are the same and will try to arrest him for anything, even if it's not true

Timbuktu's the terrorist target Excuse me, sergeant, you need a pause for breathing I'm gonna put my hands on a mic where you can see them
Timbuktu is being targeted as a terrorist and asks the sergeant to take a breath before he puts his hands on the mic

And yes, I use profanity and foul language You can point your fingers at me cause I'm the bandit
Timbuk uses profanity and foul language, and is seen as a bandit because of it

That's how they planned it, so I can look like the enemy Fucking with us (?) , the melody This here's a 28 bar felony Rounded with the Looptroop to reclaim your city
The government planned for Timbuk to look like the enemy so that they can silence his message. But Timbuk and Looptroop are fighting back by reclaiming the city with their music

Nowadays, who got rights? The people? Not quite Can you truly say that you feel safe in daily life?
People don't have their rights anymore and it's hard to feel safe in daily life

I try to rise cause the way I see democracy Got to be the opposite of your hypocrisy A cop to me is like a certified murderer who push you down mentally and physically hurting you never protect and serving you, that's their policy that's why we reclaim the city with no apologies
Promoe believes that democracy should not be hypocritical and cops are certified murderers who don't protect and serve. That's why they are reclaiming the city with no apologies

I see men, pulling up in car loaves Dressed in law-suites, wanting to trap me behind barcodes
Promoe sees men in business suits trying to trap him with legalities

But it's us they rob and blind that's why we stick with dogs Atomic canines on your ass like liquid blocks
The government robs and blinds the people, that's why they are sticking with dogs who are trained to attack like liquid blocks

Plus we're sick with jobs, that's why we make hits with mobs In the studio, DVSG pull stakes and rob You, while you look the other way
They have great jobs but still make music with a message. They also rob in the studio with DVSG while people turn a blind eye

Nocturnal animals, locked in their cage during the day Then at nighttime we break out on a mission to get even Some evil heathens touring the highways of Sweden Leaving walls bleeding, cops breathing down our necks With bad breath, trying to keep us in check
They feel like nocturnal animals locked up during the day, but at night they break out to take action. Evil people are touring the highways of Sweden, leaving walls bleeding. Cops are trying to keep them in check

But hey, Mr Officer, listen Mr Constable My name is Promoe, I'm illegally responsible For this multinational corporation called DVSG Still underground productive, but now tax deductive
Promoe tells the officer that he is illegally responsible for DVSG, which is now tax-deductible and still underground productive

Nothing to be fucked with, like homos with AIDS But here's a three o'clock road block, it's Promoe they raid Cause they hate my rebel music with a passion But yo, they can not turn it down, they can not cut my hair like Samson
Promoe compares his music to someone with AIDS, not to be messed with. But the cops still hate his rebel music and raid him at a road block. They can't take away his power, like they couldn't cut Samson's hair

My record keeps spinning, as long as the world is spinning In the next inning I'm swinging until I'm winning Cause cops been sinning since the beginning and now the end is near Promoe, yo I'm the fuck about it here
Promoe's music will continue to play as long as the world spins. He will keep fighting until he wins, and he knows that the end is near because cops have been sinning since the beginning. Finally, he is done and he is out