Lyrics of Martyrium - L.O.C.

Martyrium (original)

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'

(translation)

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'