Martyrium - L.O.C.

Jeg ku' syng' dig de smukkeste strofer

Men behøver slet ikk'

For de lytter jo alligevel først, når jeg si’r

At smukke kvinder vil behandles som pis

Jeg' ikk' en løber, men går skævt i spillet

Død over pressen, please, tag mit billede

La' fingeren ram' drøblen, og bræk dig på pøblen

Hæld hvid' pulver ud på kummen, i nat ska' du dans' med en ladt pistol i munden

Og kryds din' små fissefingre, for det hel' det går galt

For de elsker jo en skandale

Ja, pres grænsen, til du ikk' ka' se smukt fra vammelt

Bind karrieren fast i loftet, og spark til din skammel

Bloddiamanter om mit håndled

Solbriller på selvom jeg' hjem'

For jeg' så cool, at din bitch hun bare går ned

Fuck it, jeg' en taber, jeg' så let at genkend'

Jeg lover dig, bitch

Jeg ku' gi' dig den allerbedste nat i dit liv

Jeg lover dig, bitch

Jeg ku' gi' dig den allerbedste nat i dit liv

Kom hårdt eller kom ikke

Konstant sindssyg i gerningsøjeblikket

Så meget mening at de ikk' ka' ta' den

Nu ved jeg, hva' Larsen ment', da han sang om masser' af den

Så la' mig genintroducere mig selv

For ingen gi’r en flyvende fuck, når du blotter din sjæl

Ja, jeg' ham rapperen, der dufter lidt af nye penge

Taler meget om kærlighed, lever for alt andet end

Stigmatiseret ved egen hånd

Dog stadig forfattende en nekrolog i sin drøm

Han kom fra Vestfronten med dårligt nyt

For sindssygdom gør dig så fucking dyb

En tabers adfærd, men stadig den bedste

Så når jeg dør, ska' der stå, at alle vidst' det

For pussy, vented' du på omkvædet?

Var han den helt rigtige at fuck' med?

Bloddiamanter om mit håndled

Solbriller på selvom jeg' hjem'

For jeg' så cool, at din bitch hun bare går ned

Fuck it, jeg' en taber, jeg' så let at genkend'

Jeg lover dig, bitch

Jeg ku' gi' dig den allerbedste nat i dit liv

Jeg lover dig, bitch

Jeg ku' gi' dig den allerbedste nat i dit liv

Jeg har sandhed i blikket, så det virker vemodigt

La' mig hadknep' dig grænsepsykotisk

Symbolsk deprimeret, ja, det' så gotisk

Dit våde fucking mareridt — tragikomisk

Langt mere potent end alt det pis du tog sidst

Men ingen gider dig længer', er det ikk' ironisk?

Jeg ku' gi' dig den allerbedste nat i dit liv

Men alt, du tænker på, er

Bloddiamanter om mit håndled

Solbriller på selvom jeg' hjem'

For jeg' så cool, at din bitch hun bare går ned

Fuck it, jeg' en taber, jeg' så let at genkend'

Jeg lover dig, bitch

Jeg ku' gi' dig den allerbedste nat i dit liv

Jeg lover dig, bitch

Jeg ku' gi' dig den allerbedste nat i dit liv

Bloddiamanter om mit håndled

Har solbriller på selvom jeg' hjem'

For jeg' så cool, at din bitch hun bare går ned

Fuck it, jeg' en taber, jeg' så let at genkend'

I could sing you the most beautiful stanzas

But don't really need

After all, they only listen when I speak

That beautiful women will be treated like shit

I'm not a runner, but I walk crookedly in the game

Death to the press, please, take my picture

Let the finger hit the throat and vomit on the mob

Pour white powder on the basin, tonight you'll dance with a loaded gun in your mouth

And cross your little pussy fingers that it all goes wrong

Because they love a scandal

Yes, push the limit until you can't see beautiful from the vammelt

Tie the career to the ceiling and kick your stool

Blood diamonds around my wrist

Sunglasses on even though I'm home'

Because I'm so cool that your bitch she just goes down

Fuck it, I' a loser, I' so easy to recognize'

I promise you, bitch

I can give you the very best night of your life

I promise you, bitch

I can give you the very best night of your life

Come hard or don't come

Constantly insane at the moment of the crime

So much meaning that they can't take it

Now I know what Larsen meant when he sang about lots of it

So let me reintroduce myself

Because nobody gives a flying fuck when you bare your soul

Yes, I' him the rapper who smells a little of new money

Talks a lot about love, lives for anything but

Stigmatized by hand

However, still authoring an obituary in his dream

He came from the Western Front with bad news

Because mental illness makes you so fucking deep

The behavior of a loser, but still the best

So when I die, it will be said that everyone knew

For pussy, were you waiting for the chorus?

Was he the one to fuck with?

Blood diamonds around my wrist

Sunglasses on even though I'm home'

Because I'm so cool that your bitch she just goes down

Fuck it, I' a loser, I' so easy to recognize'

I promise you, bitch

I can give you the very best night of your life

I promise you, bitch

I can give you the very best night of your life

I have truth in the look, so it seems wistful

Let me hate-fuck you borderline psychotic

Symbolically depressed, yes, it's so gothic

Your wet fucking nightmare — tragicomic

Way more potent than all that crap you took last time

But nobody cares about you anymore, isn't that ironic?

I can give you the very best night of your life

But all you think about is

Blood diamonds around my wrist

Sunglasses on even though I'm home'

Because I'm so cool that your bitch she just goes down

Fuck it, I' a loser, I' so easy to recognize'

I promise you, bitch

I can give you the very best night of your life

I promise you, bitch

I can give you the very best night of your life

Blood diamonds around my wrist

Wearing sunglasses even though I'm at home

Because I'm so cool that your bitch she just goes down

Fuck it, I' a loser, I' so easy to recognize'