DTF – 100 Rêves (English lyrics)

1st verse (RKM) :
The days repeat themselves, there’s holes in my shoes
People come and go, but me, I’m still nailed here
I chose money over school, despite the fact that I was bright
But the fridge was empty, I didn’t have time to play around
I grew up without a father, I was fed by Secours Populaire
It’s true, things were tough but there was always worst, my brother
With my homies we lurk around, lurk around in the zone
From coming home late at night, we ended up slpeeping in our cars
Tarik, tell them that it’s system D, the sandwiches at Catalan
Down stairs of building C, doing man hunts
We wanted money, we got stick up by the anti crime brigade
Or there were snitches, or sometimes, we just weren’t lucky
However, my brother saved me, he took everything upon himself
He got a heavy jail sentence, back where I’m from there’s no probation
I’m on the wrong path, I’m full of worries
I smoke my blunt, open my Jack, my heart is black cousin
Mmmmmh
My cap worn straight forward
We’re smoking a joint, we’re leaving
The misery in the building
The cockroaches, the rats are passing, and me, I’m still at the same place
My lips are chapped, I’m turning in the cold
The bad luck always catches up to me
Black cat lighting up the blunt (mmmmmmh)
Hapyness, I never grow tired of it

Chorus (RKM) :
A knife, a bar of hash, posted up on the stairs
Homie, you already know, I don’t have a choice I have to hustle
Life wasn’t easy on me
I’m pissed off, too much sins, I’m getting into debts
In the building’s hallway, in the building’s hallway, people look at me weirdly, it’s normal, I’m addicted
A knife, a bar of hash, posted up, posted up on the stairs
Homie, homie, you already know, nah I don’t have a choice, I have to hustle
Life wasn’t easy on me
I’m pissed off, too much sins, I’m getting into debts
In the building’s hallway, in the building’s hallway, people look at me weirdly, it’s normal, I’m addicted

2nd verse (RTI) :
What’s the point of hanging out in the building’s hallway if you’re not getting any euro bills
The cops are coming, the little kids screamed
My balls are full of hash, it’s time to leave
In my dreams, life is beautiful, like an eagle on top of the cliff
In the building it stinks of weed, yeah, I need to get some air
The hard times made us smoke away half a salary
Yeah, yeah it sucks, I’m in the red, I have to accelerate
How to become a man without the example of a father ?
I want to make a mili-mili-mili before they burry me
I want their jaws to drop, to make them shut up without commentary
This is DTF, we come through, ready for war
I’m taking all my belongings, yeah, I’m packing my luggage
Many are the people that don’t like each other but does la bise
We got accustomed to your lies, stop fooling around
I don’t have time for you, on my pile I’m focusing
I picked up the dirty habit of coming home late with slanting eyes
I’m in my bubble, a little high, not to the point of duping myself
It’s true we’re buzzing, it feels good, nah, but seriously
The real question to ask is : “until when will it last ?” (yeah)
My head is hurting, some days are like that
I’m not well
Mother, don’t worry
I became a man, you follow me the cops will investigate

Chorus (RKM) :
A knife, a bar of hash, posted up on the stairs
Homie, you already know, nah I don’t have a choice, I have to hustle
Life wasn’t easy on me
I’m pissed off, too much sins, I’m getting into debts
In the building’s hallway, in the building’s hallway, people look at me weirdly, it’s normal, I’m addicted

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