Lyrics and translation Jooks - Kære kvinder

Kære kvinder

Omkvæd
De promiskuøse tøser danser rundt i ring
De har puttet Ketamin i bunden af min drink
Så, mit blik det kører fra side til side, som om mit hoved var gået af led.
De råber, imens de holder mig nede, så arrige som et polaroid

1. Vers
Jeg' rundt på gulvet som en breaker, omgivet af katte-kvinder der hvæser
Og det nok ikk fordi de syns' jeg lækker, at de sætter mig på en stol og begynder at gaffa-tape mig.
Hænder bundet, gaffa-tape på mine læber, ka' mærke det snart går ned som en fader.
Musikken stopper brat.
Imens de skriger: "Du skal bøde for alt det rappers har sagt"

Omkvæd
De promiskuøse tøser danser rundt i ring
De har puttet Ketamin i bunden af min drink
Så, mit blik det kører fra side til side, som om mit hoved var gået af led.
De råber, imens de holder mig nede, så arrige som et polaroid

2. Vers
De' iklædt læder og lak, jeg skal bøde for alt det rappers har sagt.
Jeg' lige ved at gå kold, omgivet af kvinder, der alle ligner Hanne Vibeke Holst.
For Niarn sagde, "bitch",
Jokeren sagde, "ho",
Liam sagde, "undskyld", efterfulgt af et "so".
Og det er tydeligvis ikk' godtaget, jeg kan se i deres blik, de vil splitt' mit hoved ad.

Omkvæd
De promiskuøse tøser danser rundt i ring
De har puttet Ketamin i bunden af min drink
Så, mit blik det kører fra side til side, som om mit hoved var gået af led.
De råber, imens de holder mig nede, så arrige som et polaroid

3. Vers
Su-su-suspekt sagde, "sut den op fra slap".
Nu ska' jeg slikke deres beskidte skræv rent som straf.
Og Rent Mel sagde, "ta' det af".
Selv om 4fod de skriger, "kælling ryst dit røvhul" til musik
Ville ønske 4fod ikke havde lavet det shit, nu stopper de 4 fede fødder op i mit.
Til sidst lader de mig ligge på gulvet og bløde, det godt at Bulldog floppet'
Havde de hørt det, var jeg død.
Og kære kvinder, jeg kan forstå at I hader,
Men den verden vi lever i er ikke defineret af rap-plader
Hvis i føler jeg trådt på, så træd igen,
Eller find de bitches vi taler om og had på dem
Når vi siger bitch, taler vi oftest til mænd
Om du en bitch, eller kvinde, det' op til dig at bestem'
Og nu vil de sikkert bare kalde mig ignorant
"Tøser der stadigvæk liv i ham, tramp på hans hoved - tramp!"

Omkvæd
De promiskuøse tøser danser rundt i ring
De har puttet Ketamin i bunden af min drink
Så, mit blik det kører fra side til side, som om mit hoved var gået af led.
De råber, imens de holder mig nede, så arrige som et polaroid

Dear Women

Chorus
The promiscuous girls dance around in a ring
They've put Ketamine at the bottom of my drink
So, my gaze it darts from side to side, as if my head had come off its hinges.
They shout, while holding me down, as angry as a polaroid

1st Verse
I'm on the floor like a breaker, surrounded by cat-women who hiss
And it's probably not because they think I'm hot, that they put me on a chair and start to duct-tape me.
Hands tied, duct tape on my lips, I can feel it soon going down like a father.
The music stops abruptly.
While they scream: "You must pay for everything the rappers have said"

Chorus
The promiscuous girls dance around in a ring
They've put Ketamine at the bottom of my drink
So, my gaze it darts from side to side, as if my head had come off its hinges.
They shout, while holding me down, as angry as a polaroid

2nd Verse
They're dressed in leather and lacquer, I must pay for everything the rappers have said.
I'm about to go cold, surrounded by women, who all look like Hanne Vibeke Holst.
For Niarn said, "bitch",
Jokeren said, "ho",
Liam said, "sorry", followed by a "so".
And it's clearly not accepted, I can see in their eyes, they want to split my head open.

Chorus
The promiscuous girls dance around in a ring
They've put Ketamine at the bottom of my drink
So, my gaze it darts from side to side, as if my head had come off its hinges.
They shout, while holding me down, as angry as a polaroid

3rd Verse
Su-su-suspekt said, "suck it up from slap".
Now I have to lick their dirty crotches clean as punishment.
And Rent Mel said, "take it off".
Even though 4Fod screams, "bitch shake your asshole" to music
I wish 4Fod hadn't made that shit, now they stop the 4 fat feet up in mine.
Finally they let me lie on the floor and bleed, it's good that Bulldog flopped'
Had they heard it, I would be dead.
And dear women, I can understand that you hate,
But the world we live in is not defined by rap records
If you feel I've stepped on, step back,
Or find the bitches we're talking about and hate them
When we say bitch, we often talk to men
Whether you're a bitch, or a woman, it's up to you to decide'
And now they'll probably just call me ignorant
"Girls who still have life in him, step on his head - step!"

Chorus
The promiscuous girls dance around in a ring
They've put Ketamine at the bottom of my drink
So, my gaze it darts from side to side, as if my head had come off its hinges.
They shout, while holding me down, as angry as a polaroid