Paroles et traduction L.O.C. - 1. Klasse

1. Klasse

Vi er konger for en dag
Sexer modeller uden smag
De' rebeller uden en sag
Så fuck ned fra stolen før vi brænder din tale
De er bare fake ligesom foto- sessions
Deres adfærd er hvad de tror er sexet
Jeg ved ikke hvem det er værst for
Dem eller dem der falder for pisset
De siger det regner på sukhumvit
Men limousinen den kommer om lidt
Ingen løgn jeg mener det bitch
Vi er i en højere pris- klasse end sidst
Så skål for at det er ligemeget
Jeg sagde skål for at det er ligemeget
James dean ville vende sig i graven
Når de tænder acetone mens de rykker op i kraven

Hey vi er okay
Mens de har travlt med at spille smarte skubber vi sædet tilbage yearh
Horisontalt yearh
Det' 1. klasse yearh
Så hele din klik kan fuck af biatch

Spørg uso vi går aldrig hjem holder byen tændt
Forelsket i en- hver der bærer chanel no 5
Nu til den samme fest i 12 år
Så vi er bare dumme ikke hardcore
Stadig i mine 501
For klassedet køber man ik'
Så hvad du kigger på fuckboy
En mand der skriver sin egen historie
Du kan læse det lort i coveret på cassiopeia
Skubber slæder uden at ha' råd til at være ejer
Den originale alt man kan bli'
Og jeg sværger ved gud at vi dør succesrige
Så skål for at det er ligemeget
Fuck en falsk rapper og hans levevej
Vi køber ikke løgne fra en hanrej
Det er altid bare mig og mine egne

Hey vi er okay
Mens de har travlt med at spille smarte skubber vi sædet tilbage yearh
Horisontalt yearh
Det' 1. klasse yearh
Så hele din klik kan fuck af biatch

2 bitches i en amg den ene siger at hun ikke tror på kærlighed
Den anden siger hun gør men at hun ikke ved hvordan man skriver det der lort ned
Justine siger vi kommer lige i helvede
Det øjeblik vi forsøger på at sælge den
Selvom vi nu lever i en verden hvor man vælger
Udelukkende at udtrykke følel- ser ved hjælp af
Hvad man er villig til at gøre for dem
Slå ihjel for mig baby
Sværg ved dine ufødte børn at du vil gå igennem alt ubehageligt
I hjerteblod er det skrevet
Til det største øjeblik i mit liv
For hvis de tager dig fra mig så får de
Molotovs mod perleporten

1st Class

We are kings for a day
Fucking models with no taste
They're rebels without a cause
So fuck off your chair before we burn your speech
They're just fake like photo shoots
Their behavior is what they think is sexy
I don't know who it's worse for
Them or those who fall for the bullshit
They say it's raining on Sukhumvit
But the limousine is coming soon
No lie, I mean it, bitch
We're in a higher price class than last time
So cheers to it not mattering
I said cheers to it not mattering
James Dean would turn in his grave
When they light acetone while popping their collars

Hey, we're okay
While they're busy playing cool, we push the seat back, yeah
Horizontal, yeah
It's 1st class, yeah
So your whole clique can fuck off, bitch

Ask Uso, we never go home, keep the city lit
In love with everyone wearing Chanel No. 5
Now at the same party for 12 years
So we're just dumb, not hardcore
Still in my 501s
'Cause you can't buy class
So what are you looking at, fuckboy?
A man who writes his own story
You can read that shit on the cover of Cassiopeia
Pushing sleds without being able to afford to own them
The original, everything you can become
And I swear to God we'll die successful
So cheers to it not mattering
Fuck a fake rapper and his way of life
We don't buy lies from a handjob
It's always just me and my own

Hey, we're okay
While they're busy playing cool, we push the seat back, yeah
Horizontal, yeah
It's 1st class, yeah
So your whole clique can fuck off, bitch

2 bitches in an AMG, one says she doesn't believe in love
The other says she does, but she doesn't know how to write that shit down
Justine says we're going straight to hell
The moment we try to sell it
Even though we now live in a world where you choose
To express feelings only through
What you're willing to do for them
Kill for me, baby
Swear by your unborn children that you will go through anything unpleasant
It's written in heart's blood
To the greatest moment of my life
Because if they take you from me, they'll get
Molotovs against the pearly gates