Lyrics of Hvor Gærdet Er Lavest - Trepac, Chewbacca, Illusionisten

Hvor Gærdet Er Lavest (original)

Jeg' en temmelig doven hund, det' det de kender mig som
Jeg tjekker gærdet, hvis det' højt yo så vender jeg om
Med mine hænder i lommen, jeg' en slacker af sind
Bare en passiv stener, jeg passer ik' ind
Passer mig selv og puff, puff, passer de pinde
De kører for os for alle vil de høre os buste' yeah
Vers der' overlegne, det' ik' hårdt arbejde
Musikken gør vi kommer både i og over hegnet
Så der' ik' stress, det gider vi ik'
Vi sover længe laver rap og skriver siderne tæt
Det skide skægt, ja nogen gange er livet sgu let
For hvert et vers jeg tropper op og spytter bliver the shit
Jeg giver for lidt så jeg' flad og har gæld
Før jeg ser mig om har jeg pludselig plader og sælge
Tingene kommer til mig, jeg vader i held
Se nu bare, nu fik det her vers også skrevet sig selv
Vi knokler ik', vi tar' de lette løsninger
Det går jo nok, ja fru Fortuna kysser mig
Så det er uanset hvad der skal laves
Vi springer over hvor gærdet er lavest
Vi knokler ik', men tar' det lidt chill
Vi har ik' meget, men har det for vildt
Vi gør kun lige netop hvad der end kræves
Springer over hvor gærdet er lavest
Fra den dag jeg lærte om pral har jeg fået det meste foræret
For livet er en leg og jeg har ligget med benene i vejret
Har gjort andre pisse frustrerede
Har du set apps tags for nyligt, så ved du hvor jeg senest har været
Lige der hvor gærdet er lavest, hvor jeg ik' behøver at røre en finger
Min dovne røv finder en elevator hvis døren binder
Med ti tommelfingre, født af akademikere
Uden dem var jeg nok blevet en amøbe uden meninger
De må ha' givet mig goe' gener
For jeg' så forbandet talentfuld jeg burde ha' en endefuld og nogle problemer
Og ja jeg smadrer hovedet på sømmet
Men mens jeg klør mig i nakken snubler jeg over nålen i høstakken
Så gi' mig lidt udfordring, det her' er ik'
Så du blir' taget ud i en udånding
Vi sælger illusioner, billig humor og drømme
Så kald os hule og tomme, misundelsen gør jer stadig gule og grønne
Vi knokler ik', vi tar' de lette løsninger
Det går jo nok, ja fru Fortuna kysser mig
Så det er uanset hvad der skal laves
Vi springer over hvor gærdet er lavest
Vi knokler ik', men tar' det lidt chill
Vi har ik' meget, men har det for vildt
Vi gør kun lige netop hvad der end kræves
Springer over hvor gærdet er lavest
Kick’sne er kridtet, så jeg springer over stakittet
Lige der hvor det er lavest, og allerhelst så ingen ser det
Fejer skidtet ind under de andres gulvtæppe
For at undslippe det fact at smilet stadigt er kunstigt
Taler dukkerne efter munden, hvorfor mundhugges
Jeg vil da hellere knalde end råbes af hvis det kan undgås
Og når den næste blunt slukkes lugter det af rygestop
Men det' kun til Chewbacca og Trepac at der fyrer op
Min rodede tilværelse gemmer mine smerteskrig
Min sans for økonomi er de mange breve fra RKI
Den gemmer den spinkle knægt med de skælvende ben
Der kun har en crib fordi han kender en der kender en der kender en
Typen der har chillet i skyggen lige fra krybben
For doven til at skrive linjer færdig og rimer bare på Fyrsten
Brænder først når jeg når den næste bro
Og selv hvor gærdet er lavt bruger jeg en hestesko
Vi knokler ik', vi tar' de lette løsninger
Det går jo nok, ja fru Fortuna kysser mig
Så det er uanset hvad der skal laves
Vi springer over hvor gærdet er lavest
Vi knokler ik', men tar' det lidt chill
Vi har ik' meget, men har det for vildt
Vi gør kun lige netop hvad der end kræves
Springer over hvor gærdet er lavest

(translation)

I'm a pretty lazy dog, that's what they know me as
I check the fence, if it's high yo then I turn around
With my hands in my pockets, I'm a slacker of the mind
Just a passive stoner, I don't fit in
Passing myself and poof, poof, passing the sticks
They ride for us 'cause everybody wanna hear us bustin' yeah
Verses there' superior, it' ik' hard work
The music makes us come both in and over the fence
So there's no stress, we don't want that
We sleep long making rap and writing the pages close
It's funny, yes sometimes life is very easy
For every verse I trot up and spit becomes the shit
I give too little so I'm flat and in debt
Before I look around I suddenly have records and sell
Things come to me, I wade in luck
Now just look, now this verse also got itself written
We don't struggle, we take the easy solutions
It's okay, yes, Mrs. Fortuna kisses me
So it's whatever needs to be done
We skip where the fence is lowest
We don't fight, but take it a bit chill
We don't have much, but we're having a blast
We only do exactly what is required
Cutting corners
From the day I learned about bragging, I have been gifted with most things
Because life is a game and I have been lying with my legs in the air
Have made others pissed off frustrated
If you've seen the app's tags recently, you know where I've been recently
Right where the bar is lowest, where I don't have to lift a finger
My lazy ass will find an elevator if the door closes
With ten thumbs, born of academics
Without them I would probably have become an amoeba without opinions
They must have caused me a lot of trouble
Because I'm so damn talented I should have a full and some problems
And yes I smash the head on the nail
But scratching my neck I trip over the needle in the haystack
So give me some challenge, this is ik
So you will be taken out in one breath
We sell illusions, cheap humor and dreams
So call us hollow and empty, envy still turns you yellow and green
We don't struggle, we take the easy solutions
It's okay, yes, Mrs. Fortuna kisses me
So it's whatever needs to be done
We skip where the fence is lowest
We don't fight, but take it a bit chill
We don't have much, but we're having a blast
We only do exactly what is required
Cutting corners
Kick's snow is chalky, so I jump the fence
Right where it's lowest, and preferably so no one sees it
Sweeps the dirt under the others' carpet
To escape the fact that the smile is still artificial
Do the dolls talk out of their mouths, why are they mutilated
I'd rather bang than be yelled at if it can be avoided
And when the next blunt is extinguished it smells of smoking cessation
But it's only for Chewbacca and Trepac that it fires up
My messy existence hides my screams of pain
My sense of finance is the many letters from RKI
It hides the skinny kid with the trembling legs
Who only has a crib because he knows someone who knows someone who knows someone
The type that has been chilling in the shade right from the manger
Too lazy to finish writing lines and just rhymes with the Prince
Only lights up when I reach the next bridge
And even where the fence is low I use a horseshoe
We don't struggle, we take the easy solutions
It's okay, yes, Mrs. Fortuna kisses me
So it's whatever needs to be done
We skip where the fence is lowest
We don't fight, but take it a bit chill
We don't have much, but we're having a blast
We only do exactly what is required
Cutting corners