Текст и перевод песни Greis feat. Taz - Simer Ehrlech!?

Simer Ehrlech!?

Tammi siech hüt gib nech hoffnig zum haube pris
Wirde zaut vo paar aute sieche in bar um nech z amüsiere
Vergesset de scherz i säg i sig hert u sig mau dr richscht
Wege dem musigmarkt drbi säg i zehtuusigmau z gliche
Vo wege: stimmt gar nid! - ich lieb s lebe als alklieche
Flink het e goof überfahre doch nach em song do glaubs niemer
Tafsquad die liebe sieche chli naive baselbieter
Für de dämlichi dreck vracht mi längst selber doch zieht er
Schriebe dorum unseri lieder si üsi groupies am schiebe
Muess säge s lebt sich no guet als überleite, ehrliche krieger
U biete ke agriffsflechi dasch längwilig aber liechter
Glaub mr mitlerwile scho selber i würdi wirklich studiere
Perfekti identität dur e glaubhafti fassade
Lön uns einzig spielruum als koolknud und dachschade
Ach schad eh was isch? wiso luege si au so dumm?
Aus ob nur i so wär drbi mach i ds richtige us em fausche grund
Und immerhin sorge so fürne gueti stimmig
U gäbe chli muet u sinn i de huufe vo wuet u suffe
Am wuchenend bis mä spinnt aber doch am end nur e masche
D epoche n änderet s nid wemr gsprochne ländler verfasse

Si mr ehrlich? nei si mr nid! de scheiss zieht
Si mr besser? nei si mr nid! s wär echt z liecht
Si mr angers? nei si mr nid! s het schlechts liecht
Si mr ehrlich, ob greis oder taz sch niemer perfekt
Si mr ehrlich? nei si mr nid! de scheiss zieht
Si mr besser? nei si mr nid! s wär echt z liecht
Si mr angers? nei si mr nid! s het schlechts liecht
Si mr ehrlich, ob greis oder taz sch niemer perfekt

Nerv mi langsam ab mim pseudo blabla vo deepe zile
Mann figget doch real keepe schiss uf vinylschibe
Immer die floskle und alibi-phrase als concious rapper
A us müesst mä i jedem text ä geniali message verstecke
S widerspiglet kei einzigi zile mis wirkliche gwüsse
Nur ehrlichs gelaber chunnt besser a bi spiessige bürger
Schisse uf d würde lebe für s image und bliebe drum fründlich
Damit s uns ä jede glaubt träge mr ungschliffene brülle
S isch echt schluss han es schlechts gwüsse nid dr grad typ
Hät no paar stück wi brügg aber bring es a start zrügg
Müesse nur üsi halbglatze mit brüuä u bart schmücke
Vo wege us liebi? junge, mir fülle nur marktlücke
Wot lebe vo dem bi irgendsone rapper vo bern
Würd o lieber vom kiffe vrzeue doch s hets äbä scho gäh
Was blibt übrig? hmm so concious züg zieht bi de junge
Rede vo liebi mit ladies und när schiebi ne zunge
Yo, i bi nid dumm! i weis um was es geit i dem biz
Unses zielpublikum sind jungi skater und dir
Aso blibet nech treu, kiffet mit freud, bringet nüt nöis
U itz heb i d fresse i wot s mr ja nid verspiele mit euch
De scheiss zieht finds no geil dr greis z si
Isch no recht liecht respekt z becho us korrekt siech
Muess säge dasch äbä gar nid so blöd was mr zämmeboue
Ertapä mi mängisch sogar drbi wieni s selber gloube

Si mr ehrlich? nei si mr nid! de scheiss zieht
Si mr besser? nei si mr nid! s wär echt z liecht
Si mr angers? nei si mr nid! s het schlechts liecht
Si mr ehrlich, ob greis oder taz sch niemer perfekt
Si mr ehrlich? nei si mr nid! de scheiss zieht
Si mr besser? nei si mr nid! s wär echt z liecht
Si mr angers? nei si mr nid! s het schlechts liecht
Si mr ehrlich, ob greis oder taz sch niemer perfekt

Dir stöndet uf liebi zur sach! liebi zu was? mann figg das!
Hiphop isch schniggschnagg chill! tafs kifft gras!
Ich ligg ab! ihr nehmet so lyrics für bari münze?
Hä! viel spass! bi alte ballade und partyknüller
Was isch das? dr weg zum guete isch leider no wit
Mini nächsteliebi immer featuring eigeprofit
Bhalte das wüsse für uns will dir sit no nid sowit
Echti knowlege wär wie mä richtig umgeit mir dr klitoris
Das stimmt doch nid! doch taz! isch alles e schlechte witz
Vrgässätzisch ernst gmeint! halt nur es berechnets spiel
Rappe für di nid für uns üs wärs e egau was mr säge
Sozsäge zwunge zu maske und phrase wo mr selber scho gläube
U we mr üs mau isetze für öpis isches zwar nid
Wüu mr gueti sieche si sondern weg image und üsem gwinn
Unsem gwüsse doch immerhin simr nützlich u gebe chinder
Vo hüt sogar öpis mit auso merci für d unterstützig
De scheiss zieht finds no geil dr taz z si
Isch no recht liecht respekt z becho als korrekt siech
Muess säge dasch ebe gar nid so blöd was i zämmebau
Ertap mi mängmol sogar no drbi wieni mr selber glaub

Si mr ehrlich? nei si mr nid! de scheiss zieht
Si mr besser? nei si mr nid! s wär echt z liecht
Si mr angers? nei si mr nid! s het schlechts liecht
Si mr ehrlich, ob greis oder taz sch niemer perfekt
Si mr ehrlich? nei si mr nid! de scheiss zieht
Si mr besser? nei si mr nid! s wär echt z liecht
Si mr angers? nei si mr nid! s het schlechts liecht
Si mr ehrlich, ob greis oder taz sch niemer perfekt

Are We Really Honest!?

Tammy see, there's still hope for the hood prize today
Sold by a couple of old sickos in cash to entertain us
Forget the jokes, I tell ya, I'm loud and sometimes you smell it
Because of the music market, I say ten thousand times the same
Because: not true at all! - I love life as a little clown
Flink ran over a goof but nobody believes it after the song
Tafsquad the dear sicks, a little naive Basel bidders
I've long since carried the stupid crap myself, but he's pulling
Therefore write our songs, our groupies are pushing
Gotta say, life is still good as a transitional, honest warrior
And don't offer any surface for attack, that's boring, but easier
I even believe myself by now, that I would actually study
Perfect identity through a credible facade
Allow us only room to play as cool kids and nutcases
Oh, what a pity, what am I? Why do they look so dumb, too?
If it were only me, I'd make the right thing out of the wrong reason
And after all, provide for a good voice
And give some courage and sense in the heaps of rage and booze
On the weekend until we freak out but in the end it's just a mask
The epoch doesn't change it if we write spoken folk music

Are we honest? No, we're not! The shit sells
Are we better? No, we're not! It would be too easy
Are we different? No, we're not! It has bad light
Let's be honest, whether Greis or Taz, nobody's perfect
Are we honest? No, we're not! The shit sells
Are we better? No, we're not! It would be too easy
Are we different? No, we're not! It has bad light
Let's be honest, whether Greis or Taz, nobody's perfect

I'm getting tired of my pseudo-blah-blah about deep goals
Man, nobody really gives a shit about vinyl records
Always those platitudes and alibi phrases as a conscious rapper
As if we had to hide an ingenious message in every text
It doesn't reflect a single goal, my real conscience
Only honest talk gets better with nosy citizens
Shoot at the words, live for the image and therefore stay friendly
So that everyone believes us, we wear unpolished glasses
It's really over, I have a bad conscience, not the right guy
Still have a few pieces like a bridge but bring it back to the start
Just have to decorate our half-bald heads with hats and beards
Because of love? Boy, we only fill market gaps
Want to live off of this with some rapper from Bern
Would rather be poisoned by smoking pot but it already happened
What's left? Hmm, such conscious stuff works with the youngsters
Talk about love with ladies and lick a tongue
Yo, I'm not stupid! I know what it's about in this business
Our target audience is young skaters and you
So stay true, smoke with joy, don't bring anything new
And now I shut up, I don't want to gamble it away with you
The shit sells, I think it's still cool to be the old man
It's still quite easy to get respect from the right sickos
Gotta say that's not so stupid what we're putting together
Sometimes I even catch myself believing it

Are we honest? No, we're not! The shit sells
Are we better? No, we're not! It would be too easy
Are we different? No, we're not! It has bad light
Let's be honest, whether Greis or Taz, nobody's perfect
Are we honest? No, we're not! The shit sells
Are we better? No, we're not! It would be too easy
Are we different? No, we're not! It has bad light
Let's be honest, whether Greis or Taz, nobody's perfect

You stand up for love! Love for what? Man, screw that!
Hip hop is chills and thrills! Tafs smoke weed!
I'm lying! You take lyrics like that at face value?
Ha! Lots of fun! Old ballads and party bangers
What is that? The way to good is unfortunately still far away
My charity always featuring self-profit
Keep that knowledge to ourselves because you're not ready yet
Real knowledge would be how to handle the clitoris correctly
That's not true! But Taz! It's all a bad joke
Forget it, I was serious! Just a calculated game
Rapping for you, not for us, it wouldn't matter what we say
So to speak, tongue to mask and phrases we ourselves already believe
And if we ever stand up for something, it's not
Because we want to be good sickos but because of image and our profit
Our conscience, but at least we're useful and give children
From today even something with, so thanks for the support
The shit sells, it's still cool to be Taz
It's still quite easy to get respect as the right sicko
Gotta say that's not so stupid what I'm putting together
I even catch myself believing it sometimes

Are we honest? No, we're not! The shit sells
Are we better? No, we're not! It would be too easy
Are we different? No, we're not! It has bad light
Let's be honest, whether Greis or Taz, nobody's perfect
Are we honest? No, we're not! The shit sells
Are we better? No, we're not! It would be too easy
Are we different? No, we're not! It has bad light
Let's be honest, whether Greis or Taz, nobody's perfect