Only one of us walks away Pain! Made to order I'm not the second coming, I'm the first wave Better get an army, 'cause the fire left me unscathed You betcha bottom dollar I'm the top of the shit pile So stick around 'cause I'll get to you in just a few

Blame it on my ADD baby Sail, sail, sail This is how I show my love I made it in my mind because This is how an angel dies Blame it on my own sick pride Maybe I should cry for help

On est focus sur nos dièses Le premier qui bouge, on le baise Personne ne touche à nos dièses Dans ma banlieue, c'est la guérilla (guérilla) Et ça pue le crime dans le hood, everyday je prends une arme (prends une arme) Cassage de gueule, t'inquiète pas,

Aye, you ain't never sell no work How I skrt skrt when I pull up in that vert, aye How I drop the top, when I pull up in that drop, uh Uh, you ain't never snatched no car I ain't living hard, when I jump out with that rod, uh Uh, you ain't never pull no

In the fall, in the fall, when the tide took them all I gave my life to save her The ocean turned to red Cut down like lambs at slaughter, Good men were left for dead Time rolling along with the waves, A thousand miles away Holding you close in the rain,

Ohé ! Ohé ! Ohé ! Ohé ! Matelot, Matelot navigue sur les flots Il était un petit navire (bis) Qui n'avait ja- ja- jamais navigué (bis) Il partit pour un long voyage (bis) Sur la mer Mé- Mé- Méditerranée (bis) Au bout de cinq à six semaines,

I know I love you now But will I love you then? You can see it in my eyes It doesn't really matter 'Cause man I'm cold Man I'm toothless Man my heart is so suddenly useless What a fool you've landed Oh oh oh what a fool you call home

Take me to a place without no name As I drove across on the highway My jeep began to rock I didn't know what to do so I stopped and got out And looked down and noticed I got a flat So I walked out, parked the car like sideways So I can find what I can fix

Smoking out, pouring up, keep that lean up in my cup All my car got leather and wood in my hood we call it buck Everybody wanna ball, holla at broads at the mall If he up, watch him fall, I can't fuck with y'all (Pussy ass ho niggas) I can't fuck with

Est-ce une maladie ordinaire Un garçon qui aime un garçon Derrière les murs de ce collège Ceux qui font tourner les manèges Se sont-ils posé la question Y a-t-il un Dieu qui nous protège Une préférence un privilège Qu'est-ce qu'ils vont dire à la maison