L.O.C. "Uimponeret" lyrics

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Uimponeret

[Intro]Kush, bitches, biler, penge

[Vers 1]Rapporterer direkte fra et sygt sindLiam er skudt i hovedet, så ring til psykiatrienPå hotellet med din kvinde, ja hun er så finEn fucking frækkert når hun æder sin RitalinFolk spørg' mig hvorfor jeg ikke beeferMen min general han saluterer ikke bitches uden striberAlting er relativt, det handler hvor du ser det fraHeroppe fra toppen ligner det mest bare du skaber digSelv din kælling behandler dig som metervarerHun klimakser ikke, lille homie, nej hun pisser bareLoyalitet er bare et ordAlle råber det lort nu men lad mig se når du bli'r storFor halvdelen af dem du render rundt og kalder brorDe vil skide dig et styk, mand jeg gi'r det lort et årHvor jeg kommer fra skal du kunne stå aleneVi vil hellere bæres ud end vi vil spærres indeVi' ikke imponeret!

[Hook]Kush, bitches, biler, pengeVi' ikke imponeret, nej vi' ikke imponeretKush, bitches, biler, pengeVi' ikke imponeret, nej vi' ikke imponeretKush, bitches, biler, pengeVi' ikke imponeret, nej vi' ikke imponeretKush, bitches, biler, pengeVi' ikke imponeret, nej vi' ikke imponeret

[Vers 2]Kan ikke få mig selv til at klappe af demDe snakker for meget statuetter og for lidt pengeVille hellere hive coca op igennem BerlinEnd at være en semikendt rapper der' til fucking grinOg din hype er ligesom fisse, alle de vil ha' denNår de' unge, men med årene vil man meget heller' spiseMåske du forstår når du bli'r højer'Lad mig brække det ned for jer, sand historieJeg så en rapper stå og råbe på sin outroHvordan han fik halvtreds kilo for et showDet her var dagen efter jeg selv satte rekordOg fik 1,2 mill. for at spille mit lortSå jeg' ikke imponeretOver dit Rolex, din illoyale bitchI er allesammen forvirret, men jeg' ikke perpleksDu ligner en amatør når du prøver' på at flex'Jeg' lidt som din eks, for jeg' ikke imponeret!

[Vers 3]Man kan komme langt ved at hoppe på TV, lige så langt ved at streame gratisMen I' så dårlige forretningsmænd I lige så godt kunne tjekke ind på et hotel i paradisJa der' fest når du går på scenen, men musikken den bli'r aldrig mere end okayI før i tiden skulle man spytte bars, i dag er det hele hip hop karaokeJeg' original v-veteran! I lader jer snyde af folk der gerne ville væreDem der aldrig selv kunne men stadig tror de ved hvordan kagen den skal skæresSå når din plan ikke virker, fisse, og du står og har brug for en nySå stik mig et kald, ring til mig som jeg sagde på track 12 fra min fucking debutVi' ikke imponeret, nej vi' ikke imponeret

Unimpressed

[Intro]Kush, bitches, cars, cash

[Verse 1]Reporting live from a sick mindLiam has been shut in his head, so call the psych wardOn the hotel with your woman, yeah, she's so fineA fucking naughty girl when she eats her RitalinPeople ask me why I don't beefBut my general, he does not salute bitches without stripesEverything's relative, it's all about where you see it fromUp here on the top, it just looks like you're acting upEven your bitch treats you like fabricsShe does not climax, tiny homie, no, she just pissesLoyalty is only a wordEveryone is yelling that shit now, but let me see when you grow up'Cause half of the people you hang with, calling broWon't give a shit, dude, I'll give that shit one yearWhere I come from, you must be able to stand on your ownWe'd rather be carried out than being locked upWe ain't impressed!

[Hook]Kush, bitches, cars, cashWe ain't impressed, no, we ain't impressedKush, bitches, cars, cashWe ain't impressed, no, we ain't impressedKush, bitches, cars, cashWe ain't impressed, no, we ain't impressedKush, bitches, cars, cashWe ain't impressed, no, we ain't impressed

[Verse 2]Can't make myself clap at themThey talk too much statuettes and too little moneyI'd rather pull cocaine up though BerlinThan being a semi-famous rapper who's a laughing stockAnd your hype is like pussy, everyone wants itWhen they're young, but as you get older, you'd much rather eatMaybe you'll understand when you're bigger1Let me cut it out for you, true storyI saw a rapper stand and yell in his outroHow he got fifty kilos2 for a showThat was the day after I broke the record myselfAnd got 1.2 millions3 for playing my shitSo I ain't impressed!About your Rolex, you disloyal bitchYou're all confused, but I'm not perplexedYou look like an amateur when you try to flexI'm kinda like your ex, 'cause I ain't impressed!

[Verse 3]You can get far by jumping on TV, equally far by streaming for freeBut you're such bad businessmen that you might as well check in on a hotel in ParadiseSure, there's a party when walk onto the stage, but your music will never be more than just okayIn the past, you had to spit bars, today, it's all hip hop karaokeI'm an original v-veteran! You let yourselves get tricked by people who want to beThose who never could, but still think they know how to cut the cakeSo when your plan fails, pussy, and you're in need of a new oneGive me a call, call me like I said on track 12 from my fucking debut albumWe ain't impressed, no, we ain't impressed

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