Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sug min, artist - LOK.
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Song language: Swedish
Sug min(original) |
nu r jag trtt p allt skitsnack! |
allt snack om vem som e strst |
och vem som r bst vem som plockar hem flest brudar inatt |
fr jag vet hur det ligger till, |
jag vet att ni ligger still |
jag kan plocka fram allt om om jag vill, |
jag skall tnda min cigarr p din cigarill |
och e det dags, s e det dags s, |
det blir en praktig taktslakt inatt |
vi e tillbaka i plen tvingar fan |
svanen att ta tillbaks allt han har sagt |
nu e det vran tur att sga vad vi tycker |
eller bara spy galla ver allt och alla |
och fylla ert rvhl med vrt hyckel |
Men nu r det slut |
Du, du tror att du r bttre n mig. |
Sug min. |
Nu kommer du ihg mig, kommer du ihg mig. |
ingenting kan stoppa mig, |
du mste dda mig med dina bara hnder |
lgga mig i kista, grva ner mig, |
pissa p den fr att slcka elden |
fr jag brnner mig ur alla burar, |
alla material och alla murar |
tegel eller armerad betong |
rappande fnar eller falsk sng |
burar som e gamla, hrda, mjuka, skitna, vridna |
eller burar — i blank platina |
givakt! |
st upp i din prakt, |
nu e det dags att bli avrttad |
fr tredje gngen, med tredje skottet |
det blir tredje livet vi har ftt det |
och det p vr tredje fest |
nej, just det, p vr fjrde fest |
Men nu r det slut |
Du, du tror att du r bttre n mig. |
Sug min. |
Nu kommer du ihg mig, kommer du ihg mig. |
varje gng jag ser dig, st och fna dig |
vill jag g fram, puh! |
och snka dig |
med en trubbig gren av en |
eller detta: denna lt av sten |
_fr jag str ver er |
och ler mer nr jag ser er hitta mina fel |
_fr det e en hel del mer n vad ni ser |
och vad ni ber om, B, nu e det vi som |
chockar och partajar |
som plockar bort handen nr ni ramlar |
vi som bjuder p sprit fr att f er blinda |
och sedan stta krokben nr ni famlar |
(translation) |
now i'm tired of all the bullshit! |
all the talk about who's the boss |
and who r bst who picks up the most chicks tonight |
fr I know how it is, |
I know you are lying still |
i can pick up all about if i want, |
I will light my cigar on your cigarillo |
and e that time, s e that time s, |
It's going to be a great battle tonight |
we're back in the lawn forcing hell |
the swan to take back everything he has said |
now it's our turn to say what we think |
or just spew bile at everything and everyone |
and fill your room with our hypocrisy |
But now it's over |
You, you think you're better than me. |
Suck mine. |
Now you come to me, you come to me. |
nothing can stop me |
you must kill me with your bare hands |
put me in a coffin, bury me, |
piss on it to put out the fire |
for I burn myself out of all cages, |
all materials and all walls |
brick or reinforced concrete |
rapping fnar or fake singing |
cages that are old, hard, soft, dirty, twisted |
or cages — in shiny platinum |
alert! |
rise up in your splendor, |
now it's time to be avenged |
for the third time, with the third shot |
it will be the third life we have had it |
and that on our third party |
no, just that, on our fourth party |
But now it's over |
You, you think you're better than me. |
Suck mine. |
Now you come to me, you come to me. |
every time i see you, i'm going to cry |
I want to go, pooh! |
and indulge yourself |
with a blunt branch of a |
or this: this lt of stone |
_fr I str ver you |
and smile more no I see you find my faults |
_fr there is a lot more than what you see |
and what you ask for, B, now we are |
shocks and parties |
that takes your hand away when you fall |
we who offer liquor to make you blind |
and then hook legs when you grope |