OnklP - Rapper - (Jaa9 & OnklP)
Johan Larsson - Produsent/gitarist
Tommy Manboy - Trommis - (Turboneger )
Knut Oscar Nymo - Bassist/vokalist - (Oslo Ess)
Åsmund Lande - Gitarist/vokalist - (Oslo Ess )
Simen Stensland - Keyboardist
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Medisinmannen
OnklP & De Fjerne Slektningene Lyrics
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Sitter på benken og pines stresser
Og bitcher og griner
Kompis burde komme med no' urtemedisiner
Så meg og gutta kan rulle're opp
Og putte det i trynet
Luta lei av styret men kan'ke slutte å bestille
For uten det og livet ryker uttafor no ille
Luringer vi skulle trille
Ey du lovte meg det bare var å ringe
Alt du sa var ring opp stress ned
Jeg kommer rett opp og får'æ rett ned
Kompis bare ring opp bare stress ned
Jeg kommer rett opp og får'æ rett ned
Venta halve livet på mannen med weeden
Er så klam inni henda varmere
Enn vannet i syden
Fucking dealer'n min er virkelig
Flink til å ta seg tiden
Du tar time etter time når'u veit at vi lider
Du går så jævla sakte
Men du veit at vi sliter
Alle neglene blir biti opp og regnet bedritent
Men er allikevel tilbake her og venter på tingen
For han lovte meg det bare var å ringe
Yo alt han sa var ring opp stress ned
Jeg kommer rett opp og får'æ rett ned
Kompis bare ring opp bare stress ned
Jeg kommer rett opp og får'æ rett ned
Jeg ringer og ringer yo hør'a
Men det er ingen som ringer på døra
Jeg ringer og ringer yo svar
Så du kan bringe den tingen du har
Weed mann
Kan du'kke bare komme hit mann
Du bruker altfor mye tid mann
Og vi behøver noe weed sant
Hører du weed mann
Ey jeg sier Rasta
Kan du'kke komme deg på plass da
Vi gutta trenger å få paffa
Før vi ender opp på flaska
Men du sier bare
Ring opp stress ned
Jeg kommer rett opp og får'æ rett ned
Kompis bare ring opp bare stress ned
Jeg kommer rett opp og får'æ rett ned
The lyrics of "Medisinmannen" by OnklP & De Fjerne Slektningene depict the frustration and impatience of waiting for a drug dealer to arrive with marijuana. The singer expresses how time seems to pass slowly while waiting, with seconds feeling like minutes and minutes like hours. They complain about sitting on a bench, feeling stressed, bitching, and crying. The singer's friend is urged to bring some herbal medicine so they can roll it up and smoke it, hoping to alleviate their boredom and frustration.
The chorus emphasizes the singer's desperation for relief. They recount their friend promising to call and bring them what they need. The lyrics convey a sense of dependency and desperation, with the singer anxiously waiting for their friend to respond and alleviate their stress. The frustration is further underlined by the repetition of "ring opp stress ned" (call me, lower the stress) in the chorus.
The second verse continues the theme of waiting and frustration. The singer has been waiting half their life for the weed dealer, whose tardiness is emphasized by the phrase "Du går så jævla sakte" (You move so damn slow). Despite feeling frustrated and biting their nails in anticipation, they still find themselves back in the same situation, waiting for the drugs. The verse conveys a sense of reliance on the dealer, with the singer feeling trapped in a cycle of waiting and depending on the substance.
Overall, "Medisinmannen" portrays the impatience, dependence, and frustration of waiting for drugs, highlighting the desire for escape and relief from boredom and stress.
Line by Line Meaning
Sekund er som minutter og minutter som timer
Time feels like it's passing so slowly, with seconds feeling like minutes and minutes feeling like hours.
Sitter på benken og pines stresser
Feeling restless and stressed, sitting on the bench.
Og bitcher og griner
Complaining and crying.
Kompis burde komme med no' urtemedisiner
My friend should bring some herbal medicine to help us relax.
Så meg og gutta kan rulle're opp
So me and the guys can roll it up.
Og putte det i trynet
And put it in our faces (smoke it).
Luta lei av styret men kan'ke slutte å bestille
Tired of the hassle but can't stop ordering (waiting for weed).
For uten det og livet ryker uttafor no ille
Because without it, life becomes unbearable.
Men skulle vi bare chille med
But we were supposed to just relax with it.
Luringer vi skulle trille
We were supposed to roll (smoke) it, as a group of friends.
Ey du lovte meg det bare var å ringe
Hey, you promised me it was just a matter of making a phone call.
Alt du sa var ring opp stress ned
Everything you said was to call you to reduce stress.
Jeg kommer rett opp og får'æ rett ned
You said you'd come right up and deliver it to me.
Kompis bare ring opp bare stress ned
My friend, just call to reduce stress.
Venta halve livet på mannen med weeden
Waiting half my life for the guy with the weed.
Er så klam inni henda varmere
Feeling so anxious, sweaty palms getting warmer.
Enn vannet i syden
Warmer than the water in the south (tropical region).
Fucking dealer'n min er virkelig
My fucking dealer is truly
Flink til å ta seg tiden
Good at taking his time.
Du tar time etter time når'u veit at vi lider
You take hour after hour when you know we're suffering.
Du går så jævla sakte
You move so freaking slowly.
Men du veit at vi sliter
But you know we're struggling.
Alle neglene blir biti opp og regnet bedritent
Biting all our nails, frustrated with the shitty weather.
Men er allikevel tilbake her og venter på tingen
But still back here waiting for the thing (weed).
For han lovte meg det bare var å ringe
Because he promised me it was just a matter of making a phone call.
Yo alt han sa var ring opp stress ned
Yo, all he said was to call to reduce stress.
Jeg kommer rett opp og får'æ rett ned
He said he'd come right up and deliver it to me.
Kompis bare ring opp bare stress ned
My friend, just call to reduce stress.
Jeg ringer og ringer yo hør'a
I keep calling and calling, yo, listen.
Men det er ingen som ringer på døra
But no one is ringing the doorbell.
Jeg ringer og ringer yo svar
I keep calling and calling, yo, answer.
Så du kan bringe den tingen du har
So you can bring the thing you have.
Weed mann
Weed man.
Kan du'kke bare komme hit mann
Can't you just come here, man.
Du bruker altfor mye tid mann
You're taking way too long, man.
Og vi behøver noe weed sant
And we really need some weed, you know.
Hører du weed mann
Do you hear, weed man.
Ey jeg sier Rasta
Hey, I'm calling out to you, Rasta.
Kan du'kke komme deg på plass da
Can't you come through.
Vi gutta trenger å få paffa
Us guys need to get high.
Før vi ender opp på flaska
Before we end up drinking a lot (alcohol).
Men du sier bare
But you just say
Ring opp stress ned
Call to reduce stress.
Jeg kommer rett opp og får'æ rett ned
I'll come right up and deliver it to you.
Kompis bare ring opp bare stress ned
My friend, just call to reduce stress.
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Written by: Johan Larsson, Knut-Oscar Nymo, Paal Toeien
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