ta min själ [English translation]

they say rap a text about partying

money, drugs, sex and other faux pais

performers, they all have the same sound

same disgusting breathe

big corporations control this business widely

like everything else in society

and they probably want me as a sock puppet

i spit them right in the face

trying to find a way to get out and reach you

without rapping about shooting and beating you

yo, can i get you to listen

without rapping about drugs and pussy

i'm sorry my sisters that way that i put it that way

i use it as a way to explain

how crazy messages have made us so desensitized

to the degree that we think it's the norm

a select few control who sells music

same pigs that are rich on famine and war

a pyramid, i see none of us at the top

the truth is they've got us in chains

no vic vem on the radio here

because rules, norms and the laws teach

that the one who pulls through, he creates trouble

they want to take my soul

and they don't want to see what, for who we are

but watch it for idols they feed us with

keep the love together in a fairy tale

they want to take my soul

and it used to be how nice you were

now it's about how many likes you got

get recognition one day by soulless hipsters

who is right, who is wrong

who is next in line

to follow a standard for the success of the week

artists sell poison to make a living

like systembolaget och svenska spel

they blacken more than any hustler i've ever known

maybe it's only for some people that they laws are justified

polticians, businessmen in dangerous gangs

spread their message, of course you get famous

like an IRLRPG:er, styling for the advertising

and the companies suck up to the critics wank

the business stinks like shit in the sewers

music without soul, the schlagerfestival

no vic vem on the radio here

because rules, norms and the laws teach

that the one who pulls through, he creates trouble

they want to take my soul

• Artist:Vic Vem