L.O.C. "V.S.S.B. II" lyrics

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V.S.S.B. II

Sig mig engang, er der slet ikke noget, der er helligt for dig?Helligt?

Jeg mødte en hellig mand den anden dagHan spurgte til min sjæl men ikke mit livHan lagde et kors om min hals og sagdeMin søn det er aldrig for sent at blive tilgivetJeg sagde du kan ikke ændre at verden den er galSå du burde prøve at sælge skør et andet stedHer er det fuck et venskab giv mig kapitalOg lidt uforpligtende sex fremfor kærlighedBørn af betonen nu i rigmandsslummenGik fra unge til middelaldrende og dummeFra ignorante til sandheden på tungenMens chancen den glippede for os at dø ungeBlandt supermodeller med blikke der vender indadOg aldrig er bedre end det lort de lige har indtagetOg medieliderlige på mikrofoner virker ligegladeMen de der rappere de ville dø for opmærksomhed

For de giver allesammen en fuck indtil de bliver nomineret til en prisDe har ingenting at fejre men har stadig travlt med at holde festDe kan beholde deres lort for mig og mine vi vil bare spiseMens vi ruller op i noget der får dig og dit hold til at ligne pis

Alt jeg kender er lav de der fucking pengeAlle mine venner er ligesom fortæl mig du kneppede hendeMentaliteten er for mange hoes for lidt tidFor mange hoes for lidt tidBrækkede næser og bmw’erSamleje med enhver der er interesseretJeg burde vide bedre end det vanvidMen forfalder til hvad der tænder min samtidVold sex stjålne bilerKan du se mig nu mor jeg er ikke dårligt dannetVold sex stjålne bilerJeg er blot ligeså fucked som resten af landetVi er fulde på kærlighed og vinKristus giv os i dag vort daglige problemet er at vi misforstår hinanden perfektIllustreret af deres trang til at digteVi sidder fast mellem helvede og et hårdt hjertet på det rette stedsansen siger vi er færdige så tag mig medskyldig i faldetDet er livet i følge liam og fuck alt andet

V.S.S.C. II

Tell me, is there nothing at all which is holy to you?Holy?

I met a holy man the other dayHe asked about my soul, but not my lifeHe put a cross around my neck and saidMy son, it's never too late to be forgivenI said "You can't change that the world is madSo you ought to sell crazy elsewhereHere, it's fuck a friendship, give me cashAnd some noncommittal sex rather than loveChildren of the concrete now in the wealthy slumWent from young to middle aged and stupidFrom ignorants to having the truth on our tonguesAs chance of dying young passed us byAmong supermodels with their eyes turned inAnd never better than the shit they just consumedAnd media horny people on microphones seem indifferentBut those rappers, they'd die for attention

'Cause they all give a fuck until they're nominated to an awardThey've got nothing to celebrate, but are still busy partyingThey can keep their crap, 'cause me and my friends just want to eatAs we roll up in something making you and your crew look like shit

All I know is "Make those fucking money"All of my friends are all like "Tell me you fucked her"The mentality is too many hoes, too little timeToo many hoes, too little timeBroken noses and BMWsIntercourse with whoever's interestedI ought to know better than that madnessBut decaying to what turns on my generationViolence, sex, stolen carsDo you see me now, mama, I'm not poorly educatedViolence, sex, stolen carsI'm merely as fucked up as the rest of the countryWe're drunk on love and wineChrist, give us today our daily(, the) problem is that we misunderstand one another perfectlyIllustrated by their need to make poemsWe're stuck between hell and a hard heart on the right, my sense of direction says that we're done, so count me in as an accomplice in our fallThat's life according to Liam, and fuck everything else

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