[Verse 1]
We bunk off lessons, laziness marks our daily lives
Being a couple, it hurts when you care about them
Even if I have nothing to prove, I feel a little lonely
I still haven't found the missing piece of the puzzle
In possession of drugs, young people are party-animals
How ironic to die in the fetal position
I've only just been born, tomorrow I'll be old
But I'll do everything I can to be this dreamer forever
[Chorus]
We'll see what the future will hold for us
We'll see, go on, come on, we're not thinking about it
We'll see what the future will hold for us
We'll see, we'll see
[Verse 2]
Tonight, we'll pay a visit to the grocer, open downstairs
And we'll talk about love, crowded on a porch
Raised by a true mother, I have values that they won't see
It takes time to be a man
Like ordering a drink in a club
I feel dizzy when I think of all the things
I still have left to accomplish
I'm ready to bust your balls if you've been drinking
I won't let you drive
Time flies, you're scared of stringing up your defeats and then wasting your life
No plans besides watching pirate DVDs
Ah... We'll see...
[Verse 3]
This world makes me crazy, everyone is at war
The more we bail ourselves out, the less we see clearly
When you don't have money, in this world, you have no rights
There are those who hit face to face and those who strike in threes
How many times have I stolen from laziness to stand in line?
My dad doesn't believe me but it smells like stale tobacco there
You're bored out of your mind at work, you're waiting for the holidays
We talk to each other behind a computer but, in real life, when do we see each other?
[Chorus]
[Verse 4]
Here, it's not just rapping
But when there is a big track that comes around
Don't be afraid of Arabic-sounding insults thrown at you
We're all in the same boat
Even those we don't like
Because love, sound and food have become fast food
Young people think more of idiotic celebrities than of Martin Luther King
They never get up before midday besides the morning police raids
While their friends revise, little Ken became a writer
Yes, I think about having fun but for cocaine, I have Krilin's nose*
[Bridge]
S-Crew, 1.9.9.5, we don't give a fuck about anything
Blackbird, L'Entourage, we don't give a fuck about anything
[Verse 5]
Our bodies operate in reverse, we walk with heads
We smell with looks and we play on your nerves
Me, I speak with my hands, sometimes I think with my...
But I touch with my thoughts and I write with my heart
Yes I do...
[Outro]
Don't give a fuck about nothing, don't give a fuck about nothing, I really don't
Don't give a fuck about nothing, don't give a fuck about nothing,, we'll see