A 9 Ans Déjà

At 9 years old, I was already hanging out in the halls
While others played ninjas, I wanted the monopoly
So I took hits from those bigger than me
Because controlling the big leagues for a little one, believe me, it's impossible
And naive as I was, I wanted to become a bandit
So like my buddy Salif, I got into a lot of trouble with my mom
When knock-knock, the cops escort and search me
It shocks the family to know their son leads a gray life
Plus, I despise my schooling
Avoid the knife and slash on the inherited pavement
And all day long, I hang out on the same bench
I screw the same whites, the same clans
I dodge the representatives
Of the law, who become photographers
Who become the factor of the most serious situations, it's lame
My mother found my stash
Some bills, 200g, and about thirty bars
She went crazy, she thought about shooting me
And coming out of school, I tasted broom hits
And a crazy moral
Luckily for me, she didn't find my gun
And there I see her tears flowing
That this drama disrupts our pretty cool life
In a maybe disadvantaged HLM
But if I had taken the right path, she would have been safe
But that's not the case
Because every day I'm a wreck
And in the morning, impossible to get up from my mattress
And the hassle doesn't let me go like a louse
Even when I sleep or when they say I'm a champion
So might as well let go, brother
Need some cash so we rip off the old ladies in the dark alleys
Under the watchful eye of the sister who reports the message
To the mother so it's time for training
No no so I don't go home
If necessary for weeks or rather a few months
So hatred reigns and bleeds my life
As a street loafer, dangerous for the P J
I imagine another world, another life
Where the vibes will be positive in my opinion
It doesn't exist, there's always something that doesn't please
That won't happen or won't go in this rat's life
Supposedly made to be magnificent
Cheers if yours, brother, is fancy fancy
Click click mine loads up before exploding
Because you have to leave the broad, rather you have to settle down
"I thought I knew love but one day hate smiled at me" scratch {x2}
Even if the street and its mess lull me
Like a Persian tale
The night when the cops rush on my damn business
Let it go, let it go, it's okay, they think I'm balling thanks to that damn snitch
Who in my filthy hideout screws the guys and does the kind of manga
Censored otherwise you're breaking the law
Bastard, bastard
I do evil
And it hurts my heart when I do it so I light up
a joint like Marley's
And dream of banging a chick on a badass Harley
Go ahead, cut the bullshit
the foot, the car, and the bass
and let the loop flow that reminds me of the threats
that justice made to me
during my childhood made
of violence, influence, victory, and defeat
in this damn planet
yet I'm far from clean
as a former soap dealer
and this time I think and I say to myself if I could redo my life
if I had to redo my life
I wouldn't drop out of school, I'd spit on the smoke, the alcohol, the theft, the friend and I'd be happy
to say I love you to my mother
because deep down I'm not that bad, my brother {x4}
"I thought I knew love but one day hate smiled at me" scratch