From the first day to the last day,
what finally count are the mad days
full of pain, the sad days full of rain, the long days
with bad consciousness what you did the mad days: EXPLODE.
True love is the origin of everything and all emotions,
must be there, more love more pain, through music,
we save certain moments stuck in our memories,
bring you back, anywhere, where you're at.
Many many cats forget about the rest
forget about respect and forget about rap and get whack,
been there and done that who said that,
wasn't there, a moment that wasn't fair.
May be what make you is what you make, but also what you get, what you take, what you said, what you leave and what you've left.
In the moment of death you're looking back, you're looking back.
Momentanément perdus
Les gens et leurs voix dans la rue
Finis les bras croisés, on a les poches vides mais les idées pleines
Il est venu le bon temps
Sans argent de voir autrement
La fée clochette a buté le nain, le borgne et cendrillon
Les têtards ont bien grandi
Mickey s’fume un spliff au Trippi
Rien ne va plus on ne veut plus que des crises de rire
L’argent n’est pas un bien
Tu dinero, tus mentiras, tu codicia
Echa pa’lla
Cada uno vale solo lo que vale
Ven a gozar
No,no,no,no
No necesito dinero pa’ gozar…
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