Siboy – Exécution (English lyrics)

1st verse :
If I scream in my songs, it’s the heart that’s speaking
If one day I shoot you, it’s the rage that’s speaking
Session after session, I find the right cooking
A few Mastas in prison, outside nothing changes at the horizon
I’m in the mother ship, As-Salam aleykoum
Talk to me about money, masta, or esle, As-Salam aleykoum
You rap about shit around here, we won’t give a fuck
If my OGs are strapped up, I’ll pray for you guys
Don’t ask too many questions, go take your dog for a walk, fat bitch
Why do criminals wear gloves ? It’s for hygiene
Against those bastard no pedagogy
Killing without torture, to me that’s a waste

Bridge :
You’re searcing for me but I’m here here here
Nothing but massa-sa-cres
Look out for the chi-im-imp

Chorus :
Every crime is organized with precaution
If he’s the fat bastard, nigga :execution
Under codeine, I’m drunk
With my timal, we think thet they’re all bomboclats
We burst through for the execution, for the massa-ssacre
BMG evil, nigga for life

2nd verse :
I’m futur-rized, africanized slang
Under codein, Americanized flow
Why hesitate ? With hatred, I sympatized
Bataralémé, none of my niggas, in the blooper
On the stove, the pondu is cooking
My body will be filled with tatooes
My enemies think that I do voodoo
Ski mask, with a boubou
Makassy from the start, fragile they are, since the foetus
Right in front of you, did you know ?
Now tell me, what will you do ?
Masta vanda calme, [?] vendetta
The street sells grams, result : nothing but drama
Hoodi on from the exit (tchip)
The bitches avoid me (tchip)
Acting dumb, in order to catch them by suprise better
Masta, I have to start stack-ack-acking
Cash, nigga, ca-a-cash

Chorus :
Every crime is organized with precaution
If he’s the fat bastard, nigga :execution
Under codeine, I’m drunk
With my timal, we think thet they’re all bomboclats
We burst through for the execution, for the massa-ssacre
BMG evil, nigga for life