(Yeah yeah,
Karpe Diem, yeah yeah yeah
Rappers are stupid... yeah
Listen
Yeah
Listen)
Chirag:
Rappers are stupid, and always give me that stupid look,
and think the roman empire is the same as Romerike*
I am like Guest Love's drumstick, never miss
Blink is it cousin of death, so I don't blink
I am for the poorest to the ones in dresssuit jackets
It doesn't matter, because what does the outfit tell you?
From those who strangle policemen, to those who sells out
blow after blow, and choose God in the end
I celebrate Christmas, Divali, Hanuka and Ramadan,
Because the way I see it every man lives in the same country
And if you ask me everyone should speak the same language
And not only live in the same street, but in the same house
Being a douchebag has become a fucking trend thing
I am more my home, than your home, than Ken Ring
Hey, take a look, honestly you're totally blind,
and think it is masculine to not have a fucking opinion
Hook:
I woke up yesterday, and had a deja vu and everything was the same,
so I promise that tomorrow I will live in the moment if Allah will let me
But I woke up yesterday and had a deja vu and everything was the same
I (bought scratchcards, scratched, won and bought shit for it)
woke up yesterday
Magdi:
Food has become pills, and water has become alcohol
and we only got engaged when the wrong kid won Idol
Excess of women and men like hell
Because we have wireless mice and test-tube babies
People pledge their soul og are cold sweating all the time, to be parttime workers in a telefirm
And everyone has started talking politics during pre-gaming
No one has got an opinion, but everyone hates George
I am not any better myself, and it is easy to look dissatisfied
Because my average smile isn't as wide as before
At least I'm happy that I'm a man, and everyone should be entitled to it
Because the women has to live up to the underwear posters
We pretend that fear doesn't breed hate
Even though muslim is used as a synonym to Taliban
And everyone want gold and glitter, bling and diamond wedding rings
but all they are left with is the fear of losing things
I woke up yesterday, and had a deja vu and everything was the same,
so promise that tomorrow I will live in the moment if Brahma will let me
I woke up yesterday, and had a deja vu and everything was the same
I (bought scratchcards, scratched, won and bought shit for it)
woke up yesterday...
Chirag:
Friday night, Carl is in Oslo west**
Abdullahi is as always at Romsåsfest***
The point is even though we are where we like it the best
are we all the same deep inside and want the cake and eat it too
No matter which place of worship, we pray for the same things
Pretty houses, women without bras on
Nobody has got a plan, but just complain and watch
so land borders are replaced by Ryanair**** and broadband
Everyone is mad and there's no love
things toughen up and poof - you've got yourself a divorce
We go to school and work and struggle to earn the most
We should be thinking by ourselves, but we shut up and just read
Ringnes***** call the kids and invite them to parties
and the childhood is replaced by sex pressure and sms
I used to watch and laugh about it all
until I realised I am a part of it as well
I woke up yesterday, and had deja vu and everything was the same,
so I promise that tomorrow I will live in the moment if Allah will let me
But I woke up yesterday and everything was the same
I (bought scratchcards, scratched, won and bought shit for it)
woke up yesterday...
(I have written something that means something to other people
So I know that I can change people) x2
I said something that meant something to other people
So I know that I can change people
I said something that meant something to other people
so we know that we can change people