Paroles et traduction L.O.C. - SGMD

SGMD

Vi er i beskidte sko med monogram
Braender hul i min Lagerfeld, den kan
Ikke modsta flammer
Ja, kaere fader
Jeg ved ikke laengere hvad jeg tror pa
Jeg lever hedonistisk men med korset om min torso

Sa lad mig do og vende tilbage
For de fisser burde stave
Deres fucking swag med enkelt v
Jeg er i sandhed den eneste mand der
Aldrig lyver for jer
Kan i se det
Arhus V, jeg flyver for jer
Jeg er pa
Din bitch ligesom Stine Goya
Sa smid
Nogen handjern pa hende, for jeg er
Sa fucking noia
Ja, undskyld at jeg
Braekker brod og har din kvinde nogen
Men det virkede i sin tid,
Som et mal i mine ojne
Den her gar ud til
Josef, gar ud til Marwan
Den her gar ud til USO,
Vi vaeltede lortet sammen
Det er orden ud af kaos,
Vi har succesen, mens de er negative
Fortael mig hvorfor fanden at vi ikke skulle
Fejre livet nar der er

Fyrvaerkeri i flasken
Der er sat stjernekastere fast i champagnen
De har alle sammen rettet blikketmin vej
Nar jeg bliver stor vil
Jeg vaere ligesom mig

Jeg er en selvgjort millionaerdreng
Men i forhold til de hoes,
Kigger I nu pa en mand

Jeg er en selvgjort millionaerdreng
Men i forhold til de hoes,
Kigger I nu pa en mand

Sov godt nar du kommer sa langt
Omvendt roveri pa min bank,
Mens I har tom tank
Jeg horer folk der snakker
Gade fordi de er flyttet til en
Men hvis du var derfra homie,
Ville du hylde succesen
Og uden tvivl ga
Den ekstra mil pa braekkede ben
For at forsikre at du aldrig skulle vaere
Uden noget at spise igen
Sa fuck din yndlingsrapper,
Sandpapirs pik i ham
De bedste de ok, men de bliver aldrig Liam
Ja, vi omarrangerede kammertonen
Mens de skyder spredehagl,
Utroligt de ikke rammer nogen
De er sa ved siden af at de
Har brug for at kalibrere
Men gud, please lad dem fa succes,
Sa de kan relatere
Den her gar ud til ZamZam,
Den her gar ud til Young
Den her gar ud til Johnson,
Vi vendte lortet om
Det er orden ud af kaos sa lad dem bare skrive
For vi har ikke nogen
Fucking grund til ikke at fejre livet

Fyrvaerkeri i flasken
Der er sat stjernekastere fast i champagnen
De har alle sammen rettet blikketmin vej
Nar jeg bliver stor vil
Jeg vaere ligesom mig

Jeg er en selvgjort millionaerdreng
Men i forhold til de hoes,
Kigger I nu pa en mand

Jeg er en selvgjort millionaerdreng
Men i forhold til de hoes,
Kigger I nu pa en mand

Jeg er ikke kongen af noget,
Deres hierarki det er pataget
Vi er 33. grad imens de ikke en gang er optaget
Vi er Bilderberg, de andre bli'r skidt et stykke
Pastar de er sa harde,
Men alle omkring mig de kan se det blodt,
Det er sa sodt
Det eneste der kan
Male sig, det er min skraedder
Vi er som grim graffiti,
Vi var her, uanset hvor de traeder
De pa deres Maske
En dag vi ogsa kan tjene en smule penge
Mens vi pa 15. ar er pa vores,
Vi gor det hele igen
Alle elsker dig,
Nar ting gar dig imod
Men vender
Lige pa stedet nar de ser dit mal det er opnaet
Sa ja I peger fingre, men
Jeg passer at have travlt
De bedste de bliver disset, men jeg horer ikke
Nogen naevne dit navn
En lille smule
Larm, gor at folk de ser dig
Men det er sa sorgeligt et succeskriterie
Det er orden ud af kaos vi har succes
Mens de stresser
Jeg er selvgjort,
Derfor har min paranoia persona en masser.

Fyrvaerkeri i flasken
Der er sat stjernekastere fast i champagnen
De har alle sammen rettet blikketmin vej
Nar jeg bliver stor vil
Jeg vaere ligesom mig

Jeg er en selvgjort millionaerdreng
Men i forhold til de hoes,
Kigger I nu pa en mand

Jeg er en selvgjort millionaerdreng
Men i forhold til de hoes,
Kigger I nu pa en mand

SGMD

We're in dirty shoes with monograms
Burning holes in my Lagerfeld, it can't
Resist the flames
Yes, dear father
I no longer know what I believe in
I live hedonistically but with the cross on my torso

So let me die and come back
Because those bitches should spell
Their fucking swag with a single v
I am truly the only man who
Never lies to you
Can you see it
Aarhus V, I fly for you
I'm on
Your bitch like Stine Goya
So throw
Some handcuffs on her, because I'm
So fucking paranoid
Yeah, sorry that I
Break bread and have your woman somewhere
But it worked at the time,
Like a painting in my eyes
This one goes out to
Josef, goes out to Marwan
This one goes out to USO,
We flipped the shit together
It's order out of chaos,
We have success while they're negative
Tell me why the fuck we shouldn't
Celebrate life when there's

Fireworks in the bottle
Sparklers are stuck in the champagne
They've all fixed their gaze my way
When I grow up I will
Be just like me

I'm a self-made millionaire boy
But compared to those hoes,
You're looking at a man now

I'm a self-made millionaire boy
But compared to those hoes,
You're looking at a man now

Sleep well when you get this far
Reverse robbery on my bank,
While you have an empty tank
I hear people talking
Street because they moved to one
But if you were from there homie,
Would you celebrate success
And without a doubt go
The extra mile on broken legs
To make sure you'd never be
Without anything to eat again
So fuck your favorite rapper,
Sandpaper dick in him
The best ones are okay, but they'll never be Liam
Yeah, we rearranged the pitch
While they shoot buckshot,
Amazing they don't hit anyone
They're so off the mark they
Need to calibrate
But God, please let them succeed,
So they can relate
This one goes out to ZamZam,
This one goes out to Young
This one goes out to Johnson,
We turned the shit around
It's order out of chaos so let them write
Because we have no
Fucking reason not to celebrate life

Fireworks in the bottle
Sparklers are stuck in the champagne
They've all fixed their gaze my way
When I grow up I will
Be just like me

I'm a self-made millionaire boy
But compared to those hoes,
You're looking at a man now

I'm a self-made millionaire boy
But compared to those hoes,
You're looking at a man now

I'm not the king of anything,
Their hierarchy is pathetic
We are 33rd degree while they haven't even been admitted
We are Bilderberg, the others are just a piece of shit
They pretend they're so hard,
But everyone around me can see it's soft,
It's so sweet
The only thing that can
Compare is my tailor
We are like ugly graffiti,
We were here, no matter where they step
They put on their Mask
One day we can also make some money
While we're on our 15th year,
We do it all again
Everyone loves you,
When things go against you
But they turn
Right around when they see your goal is achieved
So yeah you point fingers, but
I'm busy being busy
The best ones get dissed, but I don't hear
Anyone mentioning your name
A little bit of
Noise, makes people see you
But that's such a sad criterion for success
It's order out of chaos we have success
While they stress
I'm self-made,
Therefore my paranoid persona has a lot.

Fireworks in the bottle
Sparklers are stuck in the champagne
They've all fixed their gaze my way
When I grow up I will
Be just like me

I'm a self-made millionaire boy
But compared to those hoes,
You're looking at a man now

I'm a self-made millionaire boy
But compared to those hoes,
You're looking at a man now