Dessverre - Lars Vaular

Dessverre - Lars Vaular

  • Year of release: 2015
  • Language: Norwegian
  • Duration: 3:19

Below is the lyrics of the song Dessverre , artist - Lars Vaular with translation

Lyrics " Dessverre "

Original text with translation

Dessverre

Lars Vaular

Original text

Men folk preiker om fucking kor mikrofoner ska stå

I rommet, med fucking Pro Tools, eg har no tools, mann

Eg kan gjøre dette her med ingenting, med fucking nothing

Hæ, du?

Kan ikkje komme å fortelle

Meg, en ting om det herre

Meg, en ting om det derre

Dessverre, dessverre

Har respekt for mine foreldre

Eg har aldri sotte i spjeldet

Alt kunne vært så mye verre

Eg bare gjør det til en karriere

Hadde en hvit uke, ble så jævla stolt

Mann, det er flaut, mann, det er fjernt for vanlige folk

Men eg har aldri hengt med vanlige folk, jo vent

Gjorde det når eg var tolv

Eg gikk til legen for å ta en kontroll

Legen sa til meg eg ikkje hadde kontroll

Når eg kom på trikken så var det kontroll

Når eg er på trikken, eg betaler med kort

Tilbake som Arnold Schwarzenegger

Imsdal oppi mitt plastbeger

Halvparten av dine problemer e mediaskapt, som sjakkfeber

Overlistet av overskrifter som «Kem skjøt Siv Jensen?»

Mennesker diskuterer på feil premisser

Det er den vanlige tendensen

Eg er på statsministerens spillelister

Til og med når jeg disser hon

Hon kommer på konserten med selfiestang

Og bodyguard — for no' pusterom

Eg elsker fansen uansett bakgrunn

Tester grensen uansett avgrunn

Teksten min flyter som flaskepost som aldri ender opp på havets bunn, du

Kan ikkje komme å fortelle

Meg, en ting om det herre

Meg, en ting om det derre

Dessverre, dessverre

Eg har aldri sotte i spjeldet

Har respekt for mine foreldre

Alt kunne vært så mye verre

Eg bare gjør det til en karriere

Eg ville alltid rappe som Mike T

Ville alltid rappe som Mike T

I min white T i mine Nikes

Mike T, Mike T, Mike T, Mike T

Hadde troen lenge før eg hadde roen

Hadde troen lenge før eg hadde noe

Ga meg troen, sa eg hadde det i blodet

Va på sporet, sa eg hadde det i hodet

Vet ka et hjelpende ord kan gi

Vet ka et hjelpende ord kan bety

Eg skrev et brev til Pimp C, les om det i hans biografi

Det gjorde meg så fokusert, du e så passé

Mann, eg kutter opp spillet, det er så partert, så syk

Kunne handicap parkert men eg får ikkje sertifikatet

Eg e retardert, juridisk utilregnelig

Eg e lyrisk utilnærmerlig

Eg bare spyr ut rim i det uendelige

Som Beanie Sigel på The Dynasty

Rett opp i kjeften som Pepsodent

Lagde «Rett opp og ned» og eg ble fort kjent

De går rett opp og ned og de blir fort glemt

Dibi Dibi Sound-bois blir oppbrent

Bryr meg fuck all om en fuckboy

Sier fuck off til en fuckboy

No er det nok, bare stop, boy

Top boy i din blokk, boy

No e det nok, no e det nok, bare stop, boy

Eg har alltid lurt på koffor folk skal bli så sur for

At eg sier nei når eg sier nei til råd som eg ikkje har bruk for

Dårlig råd har ingen bruk for, dårlig råd har ingen bruk for

Mann, skremte penger tar ingen lenger

Eg er overalt som gult hår, plutselig

Overalt som gult hår, plutselig

Overalt som gult hår

Yo, eg har alltid lurt på

Koffor skal du komme å fortelle

Meg, en ting om det herre

Meg, en ting om det derre

Dessverre, dessverre

Eg har aldri sotte i spjeldet

Har respekt for mine foreldre

Alt kunne vært så mye verre

Eg bare gjør det til en karriere

Eg bare gjør det til en karriere

Eg bare gjorde det til en karriere

Dessverre, dessverre

Song translation

But people are preaching about fucking choir microphones to stand

In the room, with fucking Pro Tools, I have no tools, man

I can do this here with nothing, with fucking nothing

Hey, you?

Can not come to tell

Me, one thing about that gentleman

Me, one thing about that

Unfortunately, unfortunately

Have respect for my parents

I have never sucked in the damper

Everything could have been so much worse

I'm just making it a career

Had a white week, was so fucking proud

Man, it's embarrassing, man, it's far for ordinary people

But I've never hung out with ordinary people, wait

Did it when I was twelve

I went to the doctor to have a checkup

The doctor told me I had no control

When I got on the tram there was control

When I'm on the tram, I pay by card

Back as Arnold Schwarzenegger

Imsdal in my plastic cup

Half of your problems are media-created, such as chess fever

Listed by headlines like "Who shot Siv Jensen?"

People discuss on the wrong premises

This is the usual trend

I'm on the Prime Minister's playlists

Even when I diss her

She comes to the concert with a selfie stick

And bodyguard - for no 'respite

I love the fans regardless of background

Tests the boundary regardless of the abyss

My text flows like bottle mail that never ends up on the ocean floor, you

Can not come to tell

Me, one thing about that gentleman

Me, one thing about that

Unfortunately, unfortunately

I have never sucked in the damper

Have respect for my parents

Everything could have been so much worse

I'm just making it a career

I always wanted to rap like Mike T

Always wanted to rap like Mike T

In my white T in my Nikes

Mike T, Mike T, Mike T, Mike T

Had faith long before I had peace

Had faith long before I had anything

Gave me faith, said I had it in my blood

Was on the track, said I had it in my head

Know what a helping word can give

Know what a helping word can mean

I wrote a letter to Pimp C, read about it in his biography

It made me so focused, you e so passé

Man, I'm cutting up the game, it's so parted, so sick

Could handicap parked but I do not get the certificate

I'm retarded, legally erratic

I am lyrically unapproachable

I just spit out rhymes indefinitely

Like Beanie Sigel on The Dynasty

Straight up in the mouth like Pepsodent

Made "Straight up and down" and I quickly got to know each other

They go straight up and down and they are quickly forgotten

Dibi Dibi Sound-bois gets burned

I care fuck all about a fuckboy

Says fuck off to a fuckboy

Now that's enough, just stop, boy

Top boy in your block, boy

No it's enough, no it's enough, just stop, boy

I've always wondered about suitcases people get so mad about

That I say no when I say no to advice that I do not need

Bad advice has no use, bad advice has no use

Man, scared money no one takes anymore

I am everywhere like yellow hair, suddenly

Everywhere like yellow hair, suddenly

Everywhere like yellow hair

Yo, I've always wondered

Suitcase you will come to tell

Me, one thing about that gentleman

Me, one thing about that

Unfortunately, unfortunately

I have never sucked in the damper

Have respect for my parents

Everything could have been so much worse

I'm just making it a career

I'm just making it a career

I just made it a career

Unfortunately, unfortunately

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