Skyd Mig Ned [English translation]

Shoot me down right now or always

Watch your mouth, keep it closed with seals

Kiss the ground they walk on or always

Just keep in mind they are aiming at you

They are aiming at you

We're not writing the history, we're just living it

And everyone knows that masterpieces have to end in tears

So we're setting off from the neighbourhoods we grew up in

And are aiming surely for the tragedy to wait a couple of years

Only got the red thread in Prada, otherwise lost it

While we reminisce innocence, even though we've killed it

'cause we only fold our hands for the symbolism

since only god can judge me, too much was said in the music

This shit, it's reality, we're not thinking of the future

We have to eat right the fuck now, so bitch; lie down

They designed the system, but can't run away from it

It's the music of a getaway vehicle, without hands on the wheel

I'm partisan-covered, you can only see my eyes

But I'm thinking like a hole in the head

Yes, thank god that I've got warrior blood

So no one can tell me anything

Shoot me down

Shoot me down right now or always

Watch your mouth, keep it closed with seals

Kiss the ground they walk on or always

Just keep in mind they are aiming at you

They are aiming at you

We're gathered here today, to say our goodbyes

to the wish of knowing the truth

'cause you remain from earth, but you know what?

I've got ashes in my mouth again today

So there's jihad on whoever's in my way

So I can get everything written in my fucking name

Working class boy in a mercedes worth a million

There's decay in my honor, 'cause my inheritance has been wasted

Even though it contains my rebellion

By filling gasoline in the bottle, when there's no more booze

It's molotov cocktails, oppression and Christianity

So get into the ranks and watch them

Shoot me down

Shoot me down right now or always

Watch your mouth, keep it closed with seals

Kiss the ground they walk on or always

Just keep in mind they are aiming at you

They are aiming at you

We're marching blindly to the red cross of Constantine

For personal gain, but claim it's to make you proud

Solidaric with the purpose of making a fortune

'cause I'm a junkie to the medias they push in the crowd

Like hectograms in the strained impacted ones

'cause we're so easy to control when we're stuck in something

So let's die ignorant

And blow the kneecaps of the interesting ones

Shoot me down right now or always

Watch your mouth, keep it closed with seals

Kiss the ground they walk on or always

Just keep in mind they are aiming at you

They are aiming at you

• Artist:L.O.C.
• Album:Prestige, Paranoia, Persona Vol. 1