They formed in 2000 in Oslo, Norway and released their first EP in 2004, Glasskår. They later released their first full-lenght album titled Rett fra hjertet in 2006.
Karpe Diem was established when the two wanted to enter a music competition, which they ended up winning with the song "Hvor er Willy?" and have been rapping together ever since.
They have performed live at more than 200 shows and the number is just growing. Karpe Diem is notorious for their sarcastic and politically engaged lyrics, and for their down-to-earth and nobel personalities.
On March 5th, 2011, they received the greatest Norwegian musical prize there is, "Årets Spellemann".
This was the first time in history that a hip-hop/rap group received this award.
Discography:
2006 - "Rett fra hjertet"
2008 - "4 vegger"
2010 - "Aldri solgt en løgn"
2012 - "Kors på halsen, ti kniver i hjertet, mor og far i døden"
2015 - "Heisann Montebello"
2019 - "SAS PLUS / SAS PUSSY"
2022 - "Omar Sheriff"
Spis din syvende sans
KarPe Lyrics
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Hadde du vært den der gymtimen vi hadde da vi var barn
Visste du at bankkontoen min er kontoen din
E’kke det fint? E’kke det snilt?
Nok en ting å dunke inn pinkoden til
Men jeg veltet verden for deg, du veltet glasset på meg
Som gav meg en flekk på skjorta mi som fikk frem rasshølet I meg
Du sier jeg er overfladisk, begge fråder rabies
Ikke be meg få noe struktur I en bransje full av kukhuer
Jeg er på et sted mellom pupper og foreldra mines kultur
Jeg og Magdi gjør det som ingen har gjort før
Kors på hals, kniv I hjertet helt til mor og far er død
Du hadde en plan for meg
Du hadde en planlegger
Jeg sparka planlegger’n
Vi ha’kke en plan lenger
Du hadde en plan for meg
Du hadde en planlegger
Jeg sparka planlegger’n
Vi ha’kke en plan lenger
For du ber om litt for mye, ber om litt for mye
Du ber om litt for mye ting
Ber om litt for mye, ber om litt for mye
Du ber om litt for mye ting
Husker du jeg pleide å være nørd
I hjørnet av skolegården sippe Kuli ut av bøyde sugerør
Men alt det der var før, kryp til de korsa
De griner I den Porscha mens vi smiler I Toyota
En ekte kjempe er generøs
Dø for venna dine eller dø venneløs
Og mamma sa en kråke kan’kke males til no’ annet
Men til og med en kråke gjør et svalestup iblant
Det eneste døve med det er når fjæra treffer vann
Malingen renner av og alt det mamma sa var sant
Jeg husker godt hun sa ”Kors på hals, kniv I hjertet
Til jeg og pappa er aske og du er ferdig med konserter”
Du hadde en plan for meg
Du hadde en planlegger
Jeg sparka planlegger’n
Vi ha’kke en plan lenger
Du hadde en plan for meg
Du hadde en planlegger
Jeg sparka planlegger’n
Vi ha’kke en plan lenger
For du ber om litt for mye, ber om litt for mye
Du ber om litt for mye ting
Ber om litt for mye, ber om litt for mye
Du ber om litt for mye ting
Spis
Spis din syvende sans
Så spis
Spis din syvende sans
Så spis
Spis din syvende sans
Så spis
Spis din syvende sans
Så spis
The lyrics of Karpe's song "Spis din syvende sans" talks about the pressure of society that is put on individuals to have a set plan and structure in their lives. The song suggests that the pressure is not only unnecessary but can also be harmful, and that it is important to let go of the expectations and live life more freely.
The song begins with an analogy of life being a timetable and says that if this was the case, the person being adressed would have been the gym class they had in their childhood. The next few lines talk about how the person's bank account is linked to the singer's account and how the singer has been able to do a lot for the person, but in return, the person has been unkind and caused a problem for the singer. The singer addresses the person's accusation of them being shallow, and that despite that, the person is still part of their plan, which they should be happy about. The singer then talks about their place in society and how they are somewhere in between their parents' culture and what is considered vulgar in the music industry.
The next verse talks about how the person addressed in the song had a plan for the singer, but the singer decided to do away with it. The singer talks about how they used to be a nerd in school, but now they ride in a Toyota while their critics are stuck crying in a Porsche. The verse emphasizes that true friends stick together and fight for each other, and in the end, everything will work out for the best. The last verse talks about how the singer's mother used to say that life is tough and that it is important to live it to the fullest, because time is short.
In summary, the song "Spis din syvende sans" is about the pressure of society in having a set plan, and how it is important to let go of expectations and live life more freely. The song suggests that true friends stick together, and it's important to enjoy every moment because time is short.
Line by Line Meaning
Visste du at om livet mitt var en timeplan
Did you know that if my life was a schedule
Hadde du vært den der gymtimen vi hadde da vi var barn
You would have been that gym class we had when we were young
Visste du at bankkontoen min er kontoen din
Did you know that my bank account is your account
E’kke det fint? E’kke det snilt?
Isn't that nice? Isn't that kind?
Nok en ting å dunke inn pinkoden til
Yet another thing to memorize the PIN for
Men jeg veltet verden for deg, du veltet glasset på meg
But I turned the world upside down for you, you spilled the glass on me
Som gav meg en flekk på skjorta mi som fikk frem rasshølet I meg
Which left a stain on my shirt that brought out the asshole in me
Du sier jeg er overfladisk, begge fråder rabies
You say I'm superficial, we both foam at the mouth with rabies
At du er en del av planen min bør gjøre deg overglad, bitch
That you're a part of my plan should make you thrilled, bitch
Ikke be meg få noe struktur I en bransje full av kukhuer
Don't ask me to have structure in an industry full of assholes
Jeg er på et sted mellom pupper og foreldra mines kultur
I'm in a place between boobs and my parents' culture
Jeg og Magdi gjør det som ingen har gjort før
Me and Magdi are doing what nobody has done before
Kors på hals, kniv I hjertet helt til mor og far er død
Cross on the neck, knife in the heart until mom and dad are dead
Du hadde en plan for meg
You had a plan for me
Du hadde en planlegger
You had a planner
Jeg sparka planlegger’n
I fired the planner
Vi ha’kke en plan lenger
We don't have a plan anymore
For du ber om litt for mye, ber om litt for mye
Because you ask for too much, ask for too much
Du ber om litt for mye ting
You ask for too many things
Husker du jeg pleide å være nørd
Do you remember when I used to be a nerd
I hjørnet av skolegården sippe Kuli ut av bøyde sugerør
In the corner of the schoolyard, sipping Kuli through bent straws
Men alt det der var før, kryp til de korsa
But all of that was before, bow to the crosses
De griner I den Porscha mens vi smiler I Toyota
They cry in their Porsche while we smile in our Toyota
En ekte kjempe er generøs
A true giant is generous
Dø for venna dine eller dø venneløs
Die for your friends or die friendless
Og mamma sa en kråke kan’kke males til no’ annet
And mom said a crow can't be painted anything else
Men til og med en kråke gjør et svalestup iblant
But even a crow takes a nosedive from time to time
Det eneste døve med det er når fjæra treffer vann
The only deaf thing about it is when the feathers hit the water
Malingen renner av og alt det mamma sa var sant
The paint runs off and everything mom said was true
Jeg husker godt hun sa ”Kors på hals, kniv I hjertet
I remember well when she said, 'Cross on the neck, knife in the heart
Til jeg og pappa er aske og du er ferdig med konserter”
Until me and dad are ashes and you're done with concerts'
Spis
Eat
Spis din syvende sans
Eat your seventh sense
Så spis
So eat
Spis din syvende sans
Eat your seventh sense
Så spis
So eat
Spis din syvende sans
Eat your seventh sense
Så spis
So eat
Spis din syvende sans
Eat your seventh sense
Så spis
So eat
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Magdi Y Abdelmaguid, Chirag Patel, Frode Eggum Have, Eirik Kiil Saga, Michel Rickard Flygare, Tobias Jimson, Kristian Sveholm, Thomas Meyer Kongshavn
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