Lyrics:
Yahwé, Yahwé
Tu es celui qui est
Yahwé, Yahwé
Le Dieu d’éternité
Yahwé, Yahwé
Tu es celui qui est
Yahwé, Yahwé
Le Dieu d’éternité
Tu es devenu homme
Qui
dyslexie, asthénie, j’ai pas les mots
Mal de vie, d’appétit, boulimie, je sais pas trop
Mal-aimé, déprimé, fissuré, quelle météo
Mal en point, poings serrés,
you’d go so far
Imma end up at the bar
Imma end up at the bar
Imma end up at the bar
4 years of us together
You moved on in 4 days
Never come back in my
use in tryin’
Spreading the poison ‘round and around
I’d like to see you cryin’
The Queen of the Drama and her face
Is bleeding on the ground
Keep
toute ma vie
Tu sais jai pas beaucoup d’amis
J’oublie pas la famille
On a côtoyé des cramés
Depart sur le terrain comme kb9
Accélération tout va bene
it’s all on you
There was music bumping on a Friday night
And I listened to an old friend speak
About the things he’d done and the things she’d said
Jamais j'cours après le score fils
Prépare les dingueries comme Scorese
Tu gâches ta vie pour un Dorcel
Ou un peu d'or sur les doigts
Tous les jours elle
“I”only when I give you this “D”
Give you this “D”
Only when I give you this “D”
Give you this “D”
Give you this “D”
Marco
to be
And I'd sure like to know what he'd think of me
He was a colonel in the army in the second world war
Was a good American soldier, he knew what he
I'm getting bored tonight
Thought I'd light up your phone
But that'd be bad
Right
Cause You're not even home
And it feels like candlelight
Is
Been trippin’, true definition of Wavy
Couldn’t give a fuck if a fuck gone hate me
And based off all these drugs lately
I’d be surprised if i don’t
You’re a fool like what’d you come for
Ain’t no telling what I’ll do like
What you want
Im afraid it’s all true like what you’re known for
I know you
glande pinéal
Mes neg vous shooteront dans l'idéal
Fuck pas d'erreur minimal
Ma mayne j'suis shrak dans l'appartsur le canapé
Et ma Dick dans son
J'installe mon studio tout au fond de la mer
Dans le sous-marin j'attends la 3ème guerre
Je suis au volant sur les routes d'Espagne
J'ai toujours pas le permis
Clear skies like the ocean blue
Yet I’m still missing you
They say the good will die young
Now I know it’s true
Never imagined you’d leave me so
Faut pas taper dans la C
J'ai les mains chaudes, le cœur glacé
Tous les jours il faut mailler
Écrasement d'tête à coup d'maillet
BNZ en pleine ascension
vie m’a laissé avec des blessures
On prendra des billet en guise de pansement
Les femmes d’aujourd’hui sont rempli d’luxure
Elle me déçoivent en trouver
the club I ball like Adam Silver
Now when I be looking at Ben Franklin he's familiar
I'ma bring my whole team levantar a mi familia
Said she want the D
But I
rêve t'as pas envie
Et tous ces envieux vite tu dois quitter le milieu
Alors on kick on trap d'la mélodie zumba
Entoure-toi de gens bon jamais de la
died to
Then maybe I’d learn how to hate what I do to myself
‘Cause I remember trips we took
Like we just got home yesterday
I revisit our old pictures
far
I made it this far by believing in God
If you were me you'd prolly be gone
If I were you I prolly be alive and strong doing well
I know bad advice
m'aide à m'endormir
J'ai tellement d'inspiration
Que j'sais même pas quoi en faire
J'compte pas faire ça toute ma vie
Mais j'sais que je finirai en
Take me to the sea
'Cos when we're alone
There's no place I'd rather be
So take me to the jungle
Take me to the sea
'Cos when we're alone
There's no
and to that I hold
Oh Darlin' how can I explain
The reasons I've been living this way
Oh I swear to you that I can change
For you I'd sell my soul away
I'd
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