Lacrim, kore
If you're getting money and never snitched : then you're like me
The streets are more dangerous than being in a coma
All the real guys are following meand they've got my back, I'll never turn my back on you
Life is short sir, so you'll need weapons, courage
Vice, honor, little brother, proud, look at me, yeah that's it
The day before payday I don't sleep
Being drunk, hungry, euro bills, de mon r'pas (?)
Yeah, yeah war in order to make my life
To protect my family, I shoot at my enemies, aim for the head
Make a killing, some brothershave had a near dead experience
Saïd and Mehdi, those were real soldiers, I won't forget you
Will I ever be able to relax myself one day?
My father used to work all night, breaking his back
How many guys in your town turned out to be bandits?
At 15 years old I wanted money, I still haven't matured
Why is my heart so cursed, always down for some crazy shit?
Why are all those demons trying to fool me into thinking that the hell is pretty?
Even with all these millions will we ever find peace?
Way too often we end up getting smoked or wasting our lives in jail, homie
I was starving, I started from scratch and I wanted to (I wanted to)
See the world and so I started robbing
Rumbling stomach, young and gifted
I smoked the king that taught I was dedicated
Money, my God, only you can save me
If only you knew, the things we've done weren't always the right thing to do
Tired, deep down in my heart I'm not a bad person
Just a big dig from the projects that made a killing just to eat, bro!
9-4 you know how we do
We rob, we sell drugs, I really did everything to dig my own grave
We had to feed ourselves, we had to make a killing
There's nothing in my plate, and so I'm ordering everything at the restaurant
The hunger kept us together and made us stronger
We grew up piss poor, as teenagers we only took gold
I did some wrong, I deceived my mother, unexplained love for the automatic riffle
We're here to make it big, we're here to loose it al
I'm just a man among many others
I'm only passing trough, welcome to my world
Corleone