Tous mes amis sont partis
Mon coeur a déménagé
Mes vacances c’est toujours Paris
Mes projets c’est continuer
Mes amours c’est inventer
Si, maman, si
Si, maman, si
Maman, si tu voyais ma vie
Je pleure comme je ris
Si, maman, si
Mais mon avenir reste gris
Et mon coeur aussi
Et le temps défile comme un train
Et moi je suis à la fenêtre
Je suis si peu habile que demain
Le bonheur passera peut-être
Sans que je sache le reconnaître
Si, maman, si
Si, maman, si
Maman, si tu voyais ma vie
Je pleure comme je ris
Si, maman, si
Mais mon avenir reste gris
Et mon coeur aussi
Mon coeur est confortable, bien au chaud
Et je lasse passer le vent
Mes envies s’éteignent, je leur tourne le dos
Et je m’endors doucement
Sans chaos ni sentiment
Si, maman, si
Si, maman, si
Maman, si tu voyais ma vie
Je pleure comme je ris
Si, maman, si
Mais mon avenir reste gris
Et mon coeur aussi
Si, maman, si
Si, maman, si
Maman, si tu voyais ma vie
Je pleure comme je ris
Si, maman, si
Mais mon avenir reste gris
Et mon coeur aussi
Yo, this is a lesson in friendship
The depths of a kinship
What women and men begin with, and then slip
My pen drips
As I scribble my thoughts on thin strips
Of emotion
A fraction, seduction, attraction
Eruption of passion
Corrupts if a lasted friendship’s involved
But love to cross the line
But that’s why we built these walls
We been friends for a long time, a very close friend of mine
Love you like you was mine, but respect a thin line
I love you like you was mine, think about you all the time
Very close friend of mine, but respect a thin line
Opposite’s attract
When the female and male come in contact
Sticky situation in fact
Tryin not to let the feelings catch
But there’s a thin line between both of y’all
So you respect that
And entertain the idea, but get brought back
To reality, and could you really live with that?
Decision, based on intuition
You love and keep your distance
Hug and kiss in friendship
An ongoing kinship, we was people to begin with
Disrespect was not intended
but your feelings sparked the sentence
Sometimes you’re too intense in your quest to invent
The perfect man, please understand, my rhyme is your repent
Man, too bad that we became friends first
I’m not on expert on how relationships should work
But, (echos) from the minute it as known
It changed the whole tone on how we spoke on the phone
Yo, it was cool but I felt it wasn’t enough
And I was stuck when your moms would pick it up
Over you, all my buddies would swoon
But I felt we were in tune, you let me up in your room. (Damn)
But to me girl, you’re still off limits
No matter all the times that I hinted. (Yo, whatchu doin after this?)
Infactuation was authentic, but yo I just pretended
So I wouldn’t lose the friendship
Maybe, I should spill all my guts
Or write a letter, then tear it up
Or do a song, just to say what’s up
I want … just … a touch
I can’t do this anymore
See my heart just falls out when you walk in the door
Friendship turns into lust and this only tip
That I can’t comprehend even if I knew it
Can’t do justice to these things that I’m feeling
You got someone else, don’t wanna be caught stealing
Hell if she knew she would never leave us alone
in the roo-ooo-ooom
This was a lesson in friendship
I stress in this sentence
Should women and men be friends first?
And then slip?
My pen drips as I scribble my thoughts on thin strips
of devotion
Opposites attract
And best friends make a perfect match
If you only knew that
Once you cross, ain’t no turning back
The minute you let him in it and he hit that
That’s that
We was people to begin with, but you was too relentless
Jeporidizing kinship, respect is intended
Resolve is my intent
While we got it in
I’m tryin to salvage a friendship
Well a poor boy took his father’s bread and started down the road
Started down the road
Took all he had and started down the road
Going out in this world, where God only knows
And that’ll be the way to get along
Well poor boy spent all he had, famine come in the land
Famine come in the land
Spent all he had and famine come in the land
Said, “I believe I’ll go and hire me to some man”
And that’ll be the way I’ll get along
Well, man said, “I’ll give you a job for to feed my swine
For to feed my swine
I’ll give you a job for to feed my swine”
Boy stood there and hung his head and cried
`Cause that is no way to get along
Said, “I believe I’ll ride, believe I’ll go back home
Believe I’ll go back home
Believe I’ll ride, believe I’ll go back home
Or down the road as far as I can go”
And that’ll be the way to get along
Well, father said, “See my son coming after me
Coming home to me”
Father ran and fell down on his knees
Said, “Sing and praise, Lord have mercy on me”
Mercy
Oh poor boy stood there, hung his head and cried
Hung his head and cried
Poor boy stood and hung his head and cried
Said, “Father will you look on me as a child?”
Yeah
Well father said, “Eldest son, kill the fatted calf,
Call the family round
Kill that calf and call the family round
My son was lost but now he is found
‘Cause that’s the way for us to get along”
Hey
The most violent of violent crimes we give life to
If these QueensBridge kids don’t like you
We bring drama on the worst kind of enemies
Your first time would be your last earth memories
It’s only your own fault
I gave you fair warning..beware..
Of killa kids who don’t care
Unaware fools who be dealt with in time
It ain’t a mystery
in half of the words and rhyme
In nineteeth hundred and ninety square
All shook niggaz is supposed to have fear
Trying to get a piece of this pie we don’t share
Prepare for the worst cuz I been there
Try tah, keep a positive mind i walk a straight line don’t work
So niggaz is forced to do dirt
And God made dirt
So this dirt won’t hurt
If I listen to the lessons and the rules I learnt
On the streets for nineteenth years
And not leaving
My first priority is to reach twenty one breathing
Forever beef
Nobody will ever be even
So I grab the heat before freezin’
Lost in this foul mind state
I can’t keep straight thinking
But I keep my eyes on the earth without blinking
It’s hard to be a man in this land of the venom
Any man try to front
He get slugs in him
Because..
He ain’t a crook son..son, he just shook one..shook one…
We live the life that of diamonds and guns
And numerous ways that we choose to earn funds..earn funds…
Some niggaz get shot, locked down and turned nuns
Cowardly hearts send straight up shook ones..shook ones…
He ain’t a crook son, he just a shook one..shook one…
For every rhyme I write
Is 25 to life
To all my peoples in the Bridge
Know what I’m talking ‘bout, right
Ain’t no time for hesitation
That only leads to incarceration
You don’t know me, there’s no relation
Cuz Queens niggas don’t play
I don’t got time for the he say, she say
I’m bigga than that
Claiming that you pack a gat
But you scared to get locked
Once you get upon the Island
Change your ways and stop
Thirteen years in the projects of hard times of living
Wake up in the morning
Thank God I’m still living
Sometimes I wonder, do I deserve to live?
Or am i gonna burn in hell for all the shit I did
No time to dwell on that
Cuz my brain reacts
Front if you want nigga
Lay on ya back
I don’t fake jacks
Kid, you know I bring it to ya live
…. child’s play, kid you outta line
Criminal mind thirsty for recognition mission
I’m strictly sippin’ E&J like got my mom flipping
I’m buggin big im always out to hold for hustling
Get that loot kid
You know my motherfucking function
Cause as long as I’m alive
I’ma live illegal
And once I get it
I’ma put it on my people
React quick to lyrics
Like macs I hit…
Your dome up
When I roll up, don’t get caught sleepin’
‘Cause I’m creepin’ …
…You just a shook one
We live the life that of diamonds and guns
And numerous ways that we choose to earn funds
Some niggaz get shot, locked down and turned nuns
Cowardly hearts send straight up shook ones..shook ones…
He ain’t a crook son, he just a shook one..shook one…
We live the life that of diamonds and guns
And numerous ways that we choose to earn funds
Some niggaz get shot, locked down and turned nuns
Cowardly hearts send straight up shook ones..shook ones…
He ain’t a crook son..crook son, he just a shook one..shook one…
Yeah…
Tout avoir devant soi
Ne pas faire le bon choix
Lui qui avait un futur assuré
Et une vie toute tracée
Si les études ne marchaient pas
Il pouvait toujours compter sur les bras longs de papa
“Tu aurais pu finir avocat et tu as pris la mauvaise voie”
Premiers pas dans ce cercle vicieux
Jeux dangereux, fummettes, buvette, joue les nerveux
Renie ses origines
Préfère être estimé des potes
Péter des Adelscotts
Tomber dans les interdits
Une fois le fait accompli
Il comprit que quand on est issue d’une famille bien
Faut mieux s’abstenir, rester dans le droit chemin
Et si certains se déjouent des lois
Dis-toi que frère, ils n’ont pas le choix
J’ai pigé trop d’arcs dans ce monde flou
On y arrive pas d’un coup
J’avoue m’être trompé sur le sens du mot voyou
J’espère un jour sortir de ce trou
Qui n’est pas à mon goût
Je m’en rend compte après coup
Fallait pas faire le fou
Même ma nuit y’a plus d’étoiles qui scintillent dans l’ciel
Respect à tous ceux qui se sont sortis des ruelles
Seuls les guerriers maudits survivent ici
Des fois y’a pas le choix on pète les plombs c’est fini
Il fout un grand coup de pied dans une boîte en fer
Les mains dans les poches
Il déambule sur les vitrines
Se fait son cinoche
Fume sa première clope
Regarde sa bague en toc
Il a dû faire la même chose l’an dernier à la même époque
Il a bien essayé d’aller pointer malchanceux
Il a peu ou pas d’expérience donc personne n’en veut
Les dés étaient pipés depuis longtemps
Partant très tôt il a céssé usé de bénéficier de l’enseignement
Mais pas question de croire aux fées
Pas question de voler, pas question de se laisser aller
Y’a plus qu’à bosser
Diplôme en main
Démarcher auprès des entreprises
Et chaque soir finir dans un deux pièces meublé
Lassé par le pain quotidien
Marre de cette tranche de vie racie
Marre de joindre les mains
Marre d’implorer, d’encaisser, de dire merci
La raison fuit devant la folie
L’histoire s’arrête ici
Paul est entré dans une banque
Hier à midi
Même ma nuit y’a plus d’étoiles qui scintillent dans l’ciel
Respect à tous ceux qui se sont sortis des ruelles
Seuls les guerriers maudits survivent ici
Des fois y’a pas le choix on pète les plombs c’est fini
Les jours filent et se ressemblent comme 2 gouttes d’eau
Avenir incertain, pour réussir j’investis en gros
Juste quitter un instant le club merde où je suis en ce moment
Réalité trop morose pourtant je serre les dents
J’aimerai tant rendre gai le coeur de maman
Lui prouver que j’ai changé mais c’est pas si facile man
C’est frustrant
J’ai dû louper un étape
Moment d’inattention, cruelle déception
Pourtant le matin je suis gonfler de résolutions
Mais vaines mon passé pèse lourd dans la balance
Ces fils de… me laissent aucune chance
Je sais ce qu’ils veulent
Fermer ma grande gueule, que j’échoue
Me poussent à bout
Tombe la corde que le me la foute au cou
C’est fou quoi !
Pas question de retourner dans cette cellule du bloc C
Si j’avais un souhait, ce serait de t’épouser
Toi Chance qui m’enlèverait de ce merdier
Qui me colle à la peau
Cloche avec rien en poche
Gueule moche
It’s coming up
It’s coming up
It’s coming up
It’s coming up
It’s coming up
It’s coming up
It’s coming up
It’s DARE
It’s DARE
You’ve got to press it on you
You just think it
That’s what you do, baby
Hold it down, DARE
Jump with them all and move it
Jump back and forth
And feel like you were there yourself
Work it out
Never did no harm
Never did no harm
It’s DARE
It’s coming up
It’s coming up
It’s coming up
It’s coming up
It’s coming up
It’s DARE
It’s DARE
You’ve got to press it on you
You just, think it, that’s what you do
That’s what you do, baby
Hold it down, DARE
Jump with them all and move it
Jump back and forth
And feel like you were there yourself
Work it out
Never did no harm
Never did no harm
It’s DARE
It’s coming up
It’s coming up
It’s coming up
It’s coming up
It’s coming up
It’s DARE
Never did no harm
Never did no harm
It’s DARE
It’s coming up
It’s coming up
It’s coming up
It’s coming up
It’s coming up
It’s DARE
You’ve got to press it on you
You just, think it, that’s what you do
That’s what you do, baby
Hold it down, DARE
Jump with them all and move it
Jump back and forth
And feel like you were there yourself
Work it out
You’ve got to press it on you
You just, think it, that’s what you do
That’s what you do, baby
Hold it down, DARE
Jump with them all and move it
Jump back and forth
And feel like you were there yourself
Work it out
Your heart’s on the loose
You rolled them seven’s with nothing to lose
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind
You called all your shots
Shooting 8 ball at the corner truck stop
Somehow this don’t feel like home anymore
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind
And this ain’t no place to lose your mind
And this ain’t no place to fall behind
Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try
Your body aches
Playing your guitar and sweating out the hate
The days and the nights all feel the same
Whiskey has been a thorn in your side
and it doesn’t forget
the highway that calls for your heart inside
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind
And this ain’t no place to lose your mind
And this ain’t no place to fall behind
Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try
Your lovers warm kiss
It’s too damn far from your fingertips
You are the man that ruined her world
Your heart’s on the loose
You rolled them seven’s with nothing lose
And this ain’t no place for the weary kind
How many roads must a man walk down,
before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove fly,
before she sleeps in the sand?
And how many times must a cannon ball fly,
before they’re forever banned?
The answer my friend is blowing in the wind,
the answer is blowing in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist,
before it is washed to the sea?
How many years can some people exist,
before they’re allowed to be free?
And how many times can a man turn his head,
and pretend that he just doesn’t see?
The answer my friend is blowing in the wind,
the answer is blowing in the wind.
How many times must a man look up,
before he sees the sky?
And how many ears must one man have,
before he can hear people cry ?
And how many deaths will it take till we know,
that too many people have died?
The answer my friend is blowing in the wind,
the answer is blowing in the wind.
The answer my friend is blowing in the wind,
the answer is blowing in the wind.
