Damso – Ipséité (English lyrics)


Intro :
Yeah, hey

Unique verse :
I’ve been through dramatic and difficult times, they call me “misogynist”
I speak about women through the melodyne, national anthem : impossible
Bang bang bang in the viewfinder, so much hatred for so little euros
I select themes but I rap about whatever goes through my brain, I’m opening up
I’m one of those that people insult, they inflict barriers on me
Still the same since little, blood of a winner in the veins
I’ll keep believing in God as long as all of my “coups” will be “coups de graces”
Those sons of bitches won’t get away that easy
Number 1, I’ll become it, I’m making money
My revenge is raw and salty, up in their asses, I’m letting myself go
I haven’t said anything, I remained zen, my father’s pain is being shared with me
Dropped without hesitation, lynched by the News
But for the love of the SACEM, I’m showing ipséité
There’s no more stars in the sky tonight, the sound of the bullets are talking to each other
It’s not a problem because I’m heartless now, the flowers are fading, there’s no more chrysanthemum
Independent, I don’t have any sick leave, on the dope spot like Edinson Cavani
My presence alone is worth an Audemars, I’m making my dreams and my nightmares come true
Truth is a dark desire because when she slaps you, she take lives away
But what is life ? If not the death that we’re allowed in order to be alive
It’s those in who we believe in that ends up defining us
Lie is a relief that ends up disuniting us

Chorus :
But I’ll remain the same no matter what happens (oh yeah)
Some Camel in my joint (always)
I don’t give a… about the sons of bitches (oh yeah)
By the way, I made my first million (million)
But I still haven’ paid my taxes (na, na, na)
I wonder how much they’ll take away from me (take away) ?
Will I have enough left on order to live in good conditions ?
On this earth I make nothing but moula-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (moula la-la-la-la)
On this earth, I make nothing but moula-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Mama, I made my first million (million)
But I still haven’t paid my taxes (na, na, na)
I wonder how much they’ll take away from me (take away) ?
Will I have enough left on order to live in good conditions ?
On this earth I make nothing but moula-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (moula la-la-la-la)
On this earth, I make nothing but moula-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Outro :
What life other than TheVie ?
What life if not this one
De-De-De-Dems

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