Lyrics of Skyd Mig Ned - L.O.C., Pernille Vallentin

Skyd Mig Ned - L.O.C., Pernille Vallentin
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Skyd Mig Ned, artist - L.O.C.. Album song Prestige, Paranoia, Persona, Vol. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.04.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: S Records
Song language: Danish

Skyd Mig Ned

(original)
Skyd mig ned lige nu eller altid
Var din mund, hold den lukket med segl
Kys den jord, de går på eller altid
Bare husk på, at de sigter på dig
De sigter på dig
Vi skriver ikk' historien, vi lever den bare
Og alle ved, at store værker de ska' end' i tårer
Så vi ta’r afsæt i nabolagene, vi kommer fra
Og sigter sikkert efter, at tragedien venter et par år
Har kun den røde tråd i Prada, ellers tabt den
Mens vi mindes uskylden, selvom vi har dræbt den
For vi folder kun hænder for symbolikken
Da kun Gud ka' døm' mig, der blev sagt for meget i musikken
Det her det' virkelighed — vi tænker ikk' på fremtiden
Vi ska' æde lige fucking nu, så bitch, læg dig ned
De har indrettet systemet, men kan ikk' løb' fra det
Det' flugtbilsmusik uden hænder på rattet
Jeg' partisan, tildækket — du ka' kun se min' øjn'
Men jeg tænker som et hul i hovedet
Ja, tak Gud, at jeg har kriger i mit blod
Så ingen kan fortæl' mig noget
Skyd mig ned lige nu eller altid
Var din mund, hold den lukket med segl
Kys den jord, de går på eller altid
Bare husk på, at de sigter på dig
De sigter på dig
Vi' samlet her i dag for at ta' afsked
Med ønsket om at høre sandheden
For af jord er du kommet, men ved du hva'?
Jeg har aske i min mund igen i dag
Så der' jihad på hvem end, der står i vejen
For at jeg ka' få alt, der ka' skrives, i mit fucking navn
Arbejderklassedreng i en Mercer til en mil'
Der' fordærv i min ære, for min arv er gået spildt
Selvom den indeholder min rebellere
Ved at fyld' benzin i flasken, når der ikk' er sprut mer'
Det' molotovs, undertrykkelse og kristendom
Så fald ind på geled, og se dem skyd' mig ned
Skyd mig ned lige nu eller altid
Var din mund, hold den lukket med segl
Kys den jord, de går på eller altid
Bare husk på, at de sigter på dig
De sigter på dig
Vi marcherer i blinde til Konstantins røde kors
For egen vinding, men si’r, at det' for at gør' dig stolt
Solidarisk med formålet at tjene kassen
For jeg' en junkie for de medier, de skubber i massen
Ligesom hektogram i de belastede
For vi' så lette at hold' styr på, når vi sidder fast et sted
Så la' os dø ignorante
Og blæs' knæskallerne af de interessante
Skyd mig ned lige nu eller altid
Var din mund, hold den lukket med segl
Kys den jord, de går på eller altid
Bare husk på, at de sigter på dig
De sigter på dig
(translation)
Shoot me down right now or always
Wash your mouth, keep it closed with a seal
Kiss the ground they walk on or always
Just keep in mind that they are targeting you
They're aiming at you
We do not write the story, we just live it
And everyone knows that great works they will 'end' in tears
So we start from the neighborhoods we come from
And certainly aiming for the tragedy to wait a few years
Have only the common thread in Prada, otherwise lost it
While we remember innocence even though we have killed it
For we fold only hands for the symbolism
Since only God can 'judge' me, that was said too much in the music
This is the 'reality - we do not think' of the future
We're going to eat fucking right now, so bitch, lie down
They have set up the system, but can not 'run' from it
It 'escape car music without hands on the steering wheel
I 'partisan, covered - you can only see my' eyes'
But I think like a hole in my head
Yes, thank God I have warriors in my blood
So no one can tell me anything
Shoot me down right now or always
Wash your mouth, keep it closed with a seal
Kiss the ground they walk on or always
Just keep in mind that they are targeting you
They're aiming at you
We gathered here today to say goodbye
With the desire to hear the truth
For from earth you have come, but you know what '?
I have ashes in my mouth again today
So there 'jihad on whoever stands in the way
So that I can get everything that can be written in my fucking name
Working class boy in a Mercer for a mile '
There 'spoilage in my honor, for my inheritance has been wasted
Although it contains my rebels
By filling 'petrol in the bottle when there is no more booze'
It 'molotovs, oppression and Christianity
Then drop in on geled, and watch them shoot me down
Shoot me down right now or always
Wash your mouth, keep it closed with a seal
Kiss the ground they walk on or always
Just keep in mind that they are targeting you
They're aiming at you
We march blindly to the Red Cross of Constantine
For your own gain, but say it 'to make' you proud
Solidarity with the purpose of earning the box
Because I'm a junkie for the media they push in the masses
Like hectogram in the charged
Because we 'so easy to keep' track of when we're stuck somewhere
So let's die ignorant
And blow 'the kneecaps of the interesting
Shoot me down right now or always
Wash your mouth, keep it closed with a seal
Kiss the ground they walk on or always
Just keep in mind that they are targeting you
They're aiming at you
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