Kaaris – Comme Gucci Mane (English lyrics)

Note : The song was released on Kaaris 2015 album “Le bruit de mon âme”.
It had a lot of Gucci Mane fans asking what was Kaaris talking about. Was it a diss to gucci mane ??
It’s actually more like a homage to one of his favorite rappers.

Intro :
2.7 (x2)
V.R.A.N

1st Verse :
Even if I wear a suit I’ll never get hired
All I wanna do is sin to make money, until I’m embalmed
Blue white and red I’m gonna fuck you up, I came to annihilate you
I’ll never be integrated in society, I’ll never be assimilate
Don’t look at what I’m about to do to them, it won’t be very pretty
The kind of determination that I have is getting rare like the orang-outans
Money is the vice of the earth, too hypnotizing
Strips of flesh remains stuck between my fangs when I take bites
This whack ass bitch is annoying me, to me she’s just another piece of ass
It gets bigger as it erects, how come I still weight the same amount ?
National education is like police custody
Since a kid I’ve been screwing her, condoms in my school bag
I stay around because there’s a lot of phonies
You say you don’t give a fuck, vasectomy
I want to be covered in gold, despite all the trials and tribulations
It’s not all that you’re dead, I want a victory by strangulation

Chorus :
I sip lean to drown my sorrows, I sip lean to drown my sorrows
Just like Gucci Mane, just like Gucci Mane
Black bomber jacket in the Audi, AK, raiders beany
Original is the OG, Fuck all the haters
Drop an album that sells and niggas will diss you
Drop an album that doesn’t sell and the medias will lynch you
I’m waiting for all those fakes to perish
I watered the rap game’s pubic hair I’m waiting for her clit to flourish

2nd Verse :
I’ll pour milk in your throat, It’s physical, not intellectual
I keep stacks in my pocket and in the cereal boxes
My music takes you to outer space
Like one of those fucking astral travels
I don’t know how all this will end, but I know that one day you have to pay for your sins
I know that I have to live with the choices that I’ve made
A cup inside another, I’m slacking i’m getting fat
An ice cream cone carved on my cheek, I’m waiting on y’all, gun on my lap
Violence is on the rise, I’ll jump you I’ll attack you
Where is good and evil, possessed or shared ?
I know where your freedom starts I don’t know where mine ends
I just want to spit my two cents in the round belly of the planet
I’m willing to lose battles as long as I win the war, even with small victories
You come from the bottom, you know our struggle, and yet you want to become a black cop ?
Those that love me follow me, fuck the others, that’s the way it is, everywhere’s the same
You reap what you sow, no problems, I’ll be my own judge

Chorus :
I sip lean to drown my sorrows, I sip lean to drown my sorrows
Just like Gucci Mane, just like Gucci Mane
Black bomber jacket in the Audi, AK, raiders beany
Original is the OG, Fuck all the haters
Drop an album that sells and niggas will diss you
Drop an album that doesn’t sell and the medias will lynch you
I’m waiting for all those fakes to perish
I watered the rap game’s pubic hair I’m waiting for her clit to flourish

Outro :
2.7.Z.E.R.O homie
K Double A a.k.a Talsadoum
Pablito
2.7

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