Ærlig - L.O.C.

Vi burde være voksne mænd

Med smukke familier og trygge hjem

Men tourbussen kører klokken fem

Og vi opfører os som om, at verden bar' venter imens

Vi flygter i kvinder, der' besat af lem

Og bilder os selv ind, at vi ikk' er besat af dem

Men hele holdet er blevet sværget ind

Ja, der' ingen, der siger noget, så det virker så nemt

Indtil man er tilbage i sin egen seng

Og besudler den ved at sig', at man har nok i hend'

Og når der endeligt falder noget igennem

Så' standardlinjen, der skete ingenting

Og man lever af at bruge sin stem'

Så enhver form for løgn den ka' ikk' ses igennem

Men i et kort øjeblik føler man sig grim

For samvittigheden sidder lidt i klem'

Og hendes intuition den si’r: «Stop nu, vent»

Og jeg sværger, det' noget, enhver kvinde ka' fornem'

Så man lover sig selv, man først og fremmest

Vil brug' lidt mindre tid på at være så slem

Ja, anger, det virker bekvemt

Og der ska' ikk' mer' til, at man selv får det glemt

Som om kvalitetstid gør dement

For næste weekend der kør' bussen igen

Jeg hører kun mig selv, når jeg snakker

La' aldrig din søn bli' rapper

For med prestige

Der kommer evnen til at lyve for alt og alle omkring dig

For vi' ikk' ærlige

Det koster at være ærlig

Så vi' sjældent ærlige

Men lige nu der' jeg helt ærlig

Tag en sip medicin

Min er gennemsigtig — hva' er der i din?

Ka' du nå at gem' dig i Hennessy’en?

For der' show om en halv tim'

Og nerverne melder sig altid på vej til scenen

Hvor man ikk' rigtig ved, om man ska' føl' sig til grin

For jakkesættet sidder sublimt

Men du' 33 år, og du lever af at rim'

Føler, du gi’r dig selv så intimt

Og håber, det returneres med et skrig

Ja, ydmyghed fanges i et smil

Imens du viser tænder til en kameramobil

Men fuck it, her er dit skud adrenalin

Ikk' engang coke ku' toppe energien

Og hend' forrest i publikum virker så fin

Hun er sminket som en voksen, selvom hun kun er teen

Minder lidt om en, der engang sku' være din

Men du var ikk' god nok med 17 år på din' ben

Så hævnen udleves et halvt liv for sent

Og alt, hun ender op med, er et dumt svin

Der tekster sin eneste en'

Med en dårlig undskyldning om at kom' hjem sent

Jeg hører kun mig selv, når jeg snakker

La' aldrig din søn bli' rapper

For med prestige

Der kommer evnen til at lyve for alt og alle omkring dig

For vi' ikk' ærlige

Det koster at være ærlig

Så vi' sjældent ærlige

Men lige nu der' jeg helt ærlig

På gaden der ligger dit indbo

Mens din garderob' forlader dit vindue

Ja, du' smidt ud for ikk' at være hende tro

Heldigvis har din ven en sofa, du ka' ende på

Og drik' dig i hegnet, til du ikk' kan gå

Og konstant omtaler din eks som so

Men du har selv taget ladegreb og skudt på din' sko

Det' en universel regel, at hvis du

På bekostning af din kvind', prøver på at få to

Så ender du med ikk' nogen

Og touren den er færdig, så' det ned i tempo

Nej, ingen ny klub hver eneste nat nu

Og uden stjernestøvet, så må du jo impro'

Men du kommer sjældent længer' end din dårlig' intro

For klichéer dem ka' hun gennemskue

Ja, hun går sin vej, mens du ender med at glo

Og hend' der indtil nu har givet dig din sindsro

Har fået en ny fyr, et nyt sted at bo

Du' gået fra smart til idiot

Man bli’r, hva' man æder, så du' bar' en ho

We should be grown men

With beautiful families and safe homes

But the tour bus runs at five o'clock

And we behave as if the world were waiting in the meantime

We flee in women who 'obsessed with limb

And imagine that we are not obsessed with them

But the whole team has been sworn in

Yes, there's no one saying anything so it seems so easy

Until you are back in your own bed

And defiles it by saying 'that you have enough in hand'

And when something finally falls through

So 'the default line, nothing happened

And you make a living by using your voice '

So any kind of lie it can 'ikk' be seen through

But for a brief moment, one feels ugly

For the conscience is a little pinched '

And her intuition says, "Stop now, wait."

And I swear it's something every woman can 'feel'

So you promise yourself, you first and foremost

Will spend 'a little less time being so naughty

Yes, regret, it seems convenient

And it's' not 'more' for you to forget it yourself

As if quality time makes demented

For next weekend the bus will run again

I only hear myself when I speak

Never let your son become a rapper

For with prestige

There comes the ability to lie to everything and everyone around you

For we 'ik' honest

It costs to be honest

So we're rarely honest

But right now there 'I honestly

Take a sip of medicine

Mine is transparent - what's in yours?

Can you hide in the Hennessy?

For there 'show in half an hour'

And the nerves always show up on the way to the stage

Where you do not really know if you should 'feel' laughing

For the suit sits sublimely

But you '33 years and you live by rhyme '

Feel like you're giving yourself so much intimacy

And hope it returns with a scream

Yes, humility is captured in a smile

While showing teeth to a camera phone

But fuck it, here's your shot of adrenaline

Ikk 'even coke ku' top energy

And the front of the audience seems so nice

She is made up as an adult, even though she is only a teenager

Reminiscent of someone who's going to be yours someday

But you were not 'good enough with 17 years on your' legs

So revenge is lived out half a life too late

And all she ends up with is a stupid pig

There texts its only one '

With a bad excuse to come home late

I only hear myself when I speak

Never let your son become a rapper

For with prestige

There comes the ability to lie to everything and everyone around you

For we 'ik' honest

It costs to be honest

So we're rarely honest

But right now there 'I honestly

On the street where your contents are located

While your wardrobe 'leaves your window

Yes, you 'threw out for not' being true to her

Luckily, your friend has a couch you can end up on

And drink 'you in the fence until you can' not go

And constantly refer to your ex as sow

But you yourself have taken charge grips and shot at your 'shoes

It's a universal rule that if you

At the expense of your woman ', try to get two

Then you end up with no one

And the tour it's done, so 'it down in pace

No, no new club every single night now

And without the star dust, you have to impro '

But you rarely get further 'than your bad' intro

For clichés, she can see through

Yes, she goes her way while you end up staring

And so far it has given you peace of mind

Got a new guy, a new place to live

You've gone from smart to idiot

You become what you eat, so you 'carry' a female