Paroles et traduction L.O.C. - Drømmen Er Vores

Drømmen Er Vores

Gamle mænd i nye bitches
Social taber i en Porsch'
Slidt rapper i noget Gucci
Det' det danske mareridt, og drømmen den er vores
Det' det danske mareridt, og drømmen den er.

Velkommen til pandemonium, tag dit grimme fjæs på og dans
Vi ses i din traume, din fuck, L.O.C. holder audiens
Kære Gud, du som ingen længer' tror på, skænk mig en 500 Benz
Så de ka' dyrk' teenagelivs leden, vi sætter fucking farten op imens
Og ta'r E45 180 med tre palæstinenser'
Vi konverserer, griner højt, lytter rapper' med feminine tendenser
Gråt skæg, grå røg, yeah bitch, tænk vi af alle mennesker
Ku' fortæl' dig noget, der ikk 'var helt fucked up

Gamle mænd i nye bitches
Social taber i en Porsch'
Slidt rapper i noget Gucci
Det' det danske mareridt, og drømmen den er vores
Det' det danske mareridt, og drømmen den er.
Jeg plejed' at sige, at jeg aldrig vil' bli' som min far
Til jeg blev som min far
Så snakker ikk' penge, lille fucking ignorant, når jeg parafraser
Ja, deres referencer rammer stadig idioter og et fuldt barn

Nu si'r de, de vil rive blokken ned
Som om det ændrer noget, hvor vi' fra
Det herude poeter, de brænder sam' for åben skærm
Så hele landet sænker farten for at se blod på autoværnet
Vi' majestætisk til at fuck' op, og vi gør det lort ihærdigt

Fuck af! Så skyd
Smid den! Så skyd

Gamle mænd i nye bitches
Social taber i en Porsch'
Slidt rapper i noget Gucci
Det' det danske mareridt, og drømmen den er vores
Det' det danske mareridt, og drømmen den er

Jeg burd' ikk' fuck' med din bitch, men gør det for kulturen
Skub 320i, gør det for kulturen
Det' stadig penge og prosne for kulturen
(L, O) Jeg burd' ikk' fuck' med din bitch, men gør det for kulturen
(L, O) Skub 320i, gør det for kulturen
(L, O) Det' stadig penge og prosne for kulturen

Our Dream

Old men in new bitches
Social loser in a Porsche
Used rapper in some Gucci
That's the Danish nightmare, and the dream is ours
That's the Danish nightmare, and the dream is ours.

Welcome to pandemonium, put on your ugly face and dance
See you in your trauma, your fuck, L.O.C. holds an audience
Dear God, you who no longer believe in, give me a 500 Benz
So they can cultivate the agony of teenage life, we fucking speed up
And take the E45 180 with three Palestinians
We converse, laugh out loud, listen to rapper with feminine tendencies
Gray beard, gray smoke, yeah bitch, think of all the people
Could tell you something that wasn't fucked up

Old men in new bitches
Social loser in a Porsche
Used rapper in some Gucci
That's the Danish nightmare, and the dream is ours
That's the Danish nightmare, and the dream is ours.
I used to say that I would never be like my father
Until I became like my father
So don't talk about money, you ignorant little fuck, when I paraphrase
Yes, their references still hit idiots and a full child

Now they say they're going to tear down the block
As if it would change anything about where we're from
Here poets are burning together on screen
So the whole country slows down to see blood on the crash barrier
We fuck up majestically, and we do it diligently

Fuck off! So shoot
Throw it away! So shoot

Old men in new bitches
Social loser in a Porsche
Used rapper in some Gucci
That's the Danish nightmare, and the dream is ours
That's the Danish nightmare, and the dream is ours

I shouldn't be fucking your bitch, but I do it for the culture
Pushing a 320i, doing it for the culture
It's still money and whores for the culture
(L, O) I shouldn't be fucking your bitch, but I do it for the culture
(L, O) Pushing a 320i, doing it for the culture
(L, O) It's still money and whores for the culture