Damso – Γ. Mosaïque solitaire (English lyrics)

1st verse :
Don’t ask me what it is that I do for a living
It’s so dark, it might make you panic
Somewhere, far from all company
“Batterie Faible” made me lose a lot of friends
Don’t shake my hand, do me a #Vie sign
I’m waiting for death like in Gethsemane
Fuck her, or else she’ll start bitching
She’ll disrespect your family
One mistake and you lose all your followers
So I do as I’m pleased, not as I’m told
I’m always up, when night falls
From the skies, hell is just like paradise
“Die in your own shit, you won’t get a crumb”
That’s pretty much what my father told me
Luckily the fat asses where there to console me
From their pussies, I got poisoned
I drank, I drank yeah, I drank yeah
I’m losing my sanity because of my wrongs
That’s what you get from always working at night
I smoke to much, I stopped doing sports
“that’s not very healthy”, told me coach Elly
Drugs in the luggage, I barely landed
I’m rolling me up a joint, oh yeah

Chorus :
They don’t want my well being, no
They don’t want my well being, no
They’re playing around
I’ve come a long way
They don’t want my well being, no
They don’t want my well being, no
I got out of the struggle
Life is good like a whores pussy
Fiance to vulgarity
I said no to poverty
I put my chances in the barell
I shot without stopping
Rosemark, if you ever want any quality
Big stack : the mentality
No more sand in the hourglass
No more place left in paradise
Damsolitaire

Bridge :
Deums, dirty, dirty, dirty
That I used to say
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
That I used to say

Chorus :
They don’t want my well being, no
They don’t want my well being, no
They’re playing around
I’ve come a long way
They don’t want my well being, no
They don’t want my well being, no
I got out of the struggle
Life is good like a whores pussy
Fiance to vulgarity
I said no to poverty
I put my chances in the barell
I shot without stopping
Rosemark, if you ever want any quality
Big stack : the mentality
No more sand in the hourglass
No more place left in paradise
Damsolitaire

2nd verse :
There will always be problems son
The cops are after our cell phones
I have a hard time apprehending the futur
Because I’m immortal according to my vision
It’s been more than 7 thousand days since I was born
Out of which I spent a thousand smoking
Smoking kills, living also, so might as well go broke
I don’t have anything to lose deep down
Being that you don’t take anything with you in heaven
Don’t tell me “I love you” when you see me
Don’t come in my bed but under the table
Why am I this way ? Don’t ask
I wouldn’t know what to answer to you
Don’t get it confused
I take everything that I can
Like my earth, I’m rich but only under the ruins
I only cry on the inside in order to drown my sorrows
Why should I ask them the time ?
I know that mines isn’t up yet
Diplomas, rich and then what ? I miss the school yard
But there’s no times for regrets my heart told me
I’m nostalgic because the present isn’t up to the task
My sweat comes from the effort, the stress is used as decoration
I don’t give a flying fuck
Thoughtlessness covers my pores, dream but don’t sleep
Die but don’t die, I bark and I bite
During the day, I go out with my soul covered under a Burqa

3rd verse :
Rapping is what I do best
Beating up racists also
Always a knife in the bag in order to better
?? the enemy so he can be more docile
There’s God in every one of us, he told me
His house is in our hearts, he told me
So, “excuse me my Lord”, I say to him
If my lungs smells like weed
I spend my time dreaming of taking a breath of fresh air, fuck
Large glass doors, offices, phones, secretaries
Adds up to urban success on earth
I’ll be a rapper later on mom, don’t worry
I’ll make big bucks from discs and concerts
I’m sure you’ll like it, we’ll do the turn of the world
I’ll open up the bars of life in order for us to free ourselves
I’m advancing, I’m thinking heart attack
It’s sad being famous without any father or mother
My enemies are having a hard time
I don’t digest anything, my gall never leaves my gall bladder
In front of the evangeliary, I recite a few prayers
Preceded by murderous madness
Mister abbot, my anger isn’t new
I am so I’ll have, logical follow-up of the auxiliaries
Damso

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