歌词
Torcy
When you were born in the streets, ain't no fairytale
Lose your life or go down in a heartbeat
Just seeking for more fees
Paying homage to our parents that perished in Paris
They came 'cause they had to go, so some of them were buried on their boats, yeah
God kept me from the block
I ain't had to whip it or to sell it to get me some guap
Niggas that saw me growing up was shaking my hand with some gun powder
Or with some bomb flour
My city went through it all (my city just saw it all)
The crime rate is going up
France, hear me out
Get that... whew
Trendsetter, one of the firsts
Respect that, bye
Avant-garde, everyday... ****.. (that's right)
Look mom, we're on the news
But for the wrong reasons
Ma peau aussi sombre que la nuit
On me prendra jamais pour un moine quel que soit mes habits
Travaille plus, charbonne plus, crève négro
C'est la routine...
Aye
When you were born in the streets, ain't no fairytale
I'm from the streets but the streets didn't raise me
So give me a break please
I'm not a thug, nigga
My pesos came from my sound from the get go
Clean money straight to the ghetto
When you're ambitious and starving, that's simple
I saw blood on the ground of the train station
God forbid, I was killing and robbing at times, but just on my Playstation
'19, I was told about things that I didn't have knowledge of, and that bugged me
God had an other plan, bro I was lucky
Some of us weren't though
Abder...
Young nigga ain't deserve a life cut short like that
When the system tryna crush you, nigga gotta fight back
Look mom, we're on the news...
But for the wrong reasons.
Ma peau aussi sombre que la nuit
On me prendra jamais pour un moine quel que soit mes habits
Travaille plus, charbonne plus, crève négro
C'est la routine...
Il fait trop sombre dans cette pièce.
J'allume la lumière.
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