Lyrics of Flueben - Jokeren, Benjamin Hav, L.O.C.

Flueben (original)

For jeg vil ha' et tusind flueben på listen
Jeg fortryder at jeg helt vil misten den, gnisten
For det eneste du rigtigt vil fortryde er dette
De flueben du ikk' turde sætte
Ya-ya-ya-yaa
Flueben
Ya-ya-ya-ya
Lev dit liv, du skal sæt' nogle flueben
Ya-ya-ya-yaa
Flueben
Ya-ya-ya-ya
Lev dit liv, du skal sæt' nogle flueben
Har kneppet hele spillet, fuld agro (Flueben)
Spillet rap, til jakkesæt og laksko
Omvendt tøser der kun var til bitches (Flueben)
Dumstiv og blev gift i Vegas
Din fest er for sjov, og så ren kamikaze
Velkommen på forsiden for at klap' en paparazzi (Flueben)
Der ingen chancer i helvede hvor jeg kom fra
Men kørte min søn hjem fra riget i en Jaguar (Flueben)
Vi har skabt det her pis via guds gen
Lavet boksen, så du kan sæt' flueben (Flueben)
Der' ingen fucking karriere her uden min
Så hvis jeg går ned, bli’r det plus en
Holdt det ægte for lortet var forældet (Flueben)
Benzin og statuetter på toilettet
Den bedst betalte idiot på din tv-skærm
Nrr-nrr ja mine penge de er retarderede
Flyver hele verden rundt op' på business (Flueben)
Med et CV som Julio Iglesias (Flueben)
Og hvis du synes det' for meget af den goe'
Ka' du spørge din ho, for selv dér er der flueben
Livet er skønt, og alt det lort du har, det kun
Lev dit liv, du skal sæt' nogle flueben
Ya-ya-ya-yaa
Flueben
Ya-ya-ya-ya
Lev dit liv, du skal sæt' nogle flueben
Ya-ya-ya-yaa
Flueben
Ya-ya-ya-ya
Lev dit liv, du skal sæt' nogle flueben
Sorte penge, fuck e-boks
Helt fucked i babyblå ble crogs
Det ble' godt (Flueben)
Helt margarine fed, du' en god dreng
Det' en vittighed (ha-ha-ha)
Deres mindreværd råber så vredt
Si’r de stopper når de taber, kan jeg få det på skrift?
Små folk, kun venner når de hakker sig ned
Si’r du god til det hele dreng, tak for beskeden
Startede ud med goddaw, nu' det fuck goddaw
Gider ikk' at gi' dem hånden hvis det blot er snavs
Ikk' tale mere, hvad kan der bruges
Jeg' så kold, jeg går i sauna med en Canada Goose
Du' helt væk ligesom Amdi P
Føles klamt i hovedet, nu det' klamt det hele
12-mands horn-orkester ind i hovedet selv når regnen falder
Du' hermed taget ud af en dreng med briller (Flueben)
Flueben på det psycho
Ja jeg har det godt med mig selv, hvad med dig go'?
Det går rent hårdt, drøm' hårde dage
Om det' så baggagerummet på en kneppet Ford Ka
Sætter flueben
Ya-ya-ya-yaa
Flueben
Ya-ya-ya-ya
Lev dit liv, du skal sæt' nogle flueben
Ya-ya-ya-yaa
Flueben
Ya-ya-ya-ya
Lev dit liv, du skal sæt' nogle flueben

(translation)

Because I want a thousand ticks on the list
I regret that I will completely lose it, the spark
For the only thing you will really regret is this
The ticks you did not dare put
Ya-ya-ya-yaa
Tick
Ya-ya-ya-ya
Live your life, you have to put some ticks
Ya-ya-ya-yaa
Tick
Ya-ya-ya-ya
Live your life, you have to put some ticks
Has fucked the whole game, full agro (Flueben)
Played rap, for suits and patent leather shoes
Reverse girls who were only for bitches (Tick)
Stupid and got married in Vegas
Your party is too fun, and so pure kamikaze
Welcome to the front page to pet a paparazzi (Tick)
There are no chances in hell where I came from
But drove my son home from the realm in a Jaguar (Tick)
We have created this piss through the gene of God
Made the box so you can put 'tick'
There's no fucking career here without mine
So if I go down, it's going to be a plus
Kept the real thing for shit was outdated (Tick)
Petrol and statuettes on the toilet
The best paid idiot on your TV screen
Nrr-nrr yes my money they are retarded
Flying all over the world 'on business (Flueben)
With a CV like Julio Iglesias (Flueben)
And if you think it 'too much of the goe'
Can you ask your ho, because even there there are ticks
Life is wonderful, and all the shit you have, that only
Live your life, you have to put some ticks
Ya-ya-ya-yaa
Tick
Ya-ya-ya-ya
Live your life, you have to put some ticks
Ya-ya-ya-yaa
Tick
Ya-ya-ya-ya
Live your life, you have to put some ticks
Black money, fuck e-box
Totally fucked in baby blue became crogs
It turned out well (Flueben)
Totally margarine fat, you 'a good boy
It's a joke (ha-ha-ha)
Their inferiority cry so angrily
Say they stop when they lose, can I get it in writing?
Small people, only friends when they chop down
If you're good at it, boy, thank you for the message
Started out with goddaw, now 'it fuck goddaw
Do not bother to give them your hand if it's just dirt
No more talking about what can be used
I'm so cold, I'm going to the sauna with a Canada Goose
You're all gone like Amdi P
Feels clammy in the head, now it 'clammy it all
12-man horn orchestra into your head even when the rain is falling
You 'hereby taken out of a boy with glasses (Flueben)
Tick ​​the psycho
Yes I'm fine with myself, what about you go '?
It's going hard, dream 'hard days
About that 'saw the trunk of a fucking Ford Ka
Picks tick
Ya-ya-ya-yaa
Tick
Ya-ya-ya-ya
Live your life, you have to put some ticks
Ya-ya-ya-yaa
Tick
Ya-ya-ya-ya
Live your life, you have to put some ticks