DTF – Pyromane (English lyrics)

Chorus (RKM) :
I said : “Yo, fuck your radio”
Posted up, posted up against the post
Too many stab wounds
Puto, puto, on my back, I’m smoking my blunt
Call me “the animal”, call me “the flame”
Homie, call me “pyromane”
I said : “Yo, fuck your radio”
Posted up, posted up against the post
Too many stab wounds
Puto, puto, on my back, I’m smoking my blunt
Call me “the animal”, call me “the flame”
Homie, call me “pyromane”

1st verse (RKM) :
You reap what you sow, something seems suspicious
All your homies are backing down, gun against your cheek
I’m on the sideline or better yet on the bench
I know bandits who empty out chargers
But I don’t want to make mama cry
I fuck your madam in the staircase
Drunk, drunk in the alley
The team is wearing hoodies, pussy you’re only good at swallowing

Chorus (RKM) :
I said : “Yo, fuck your radio”
Posted up, posted up against the post
Too many stab wounds
Puto, puto, on my back, I’m smoking my blunt
Call me “the animal”, call me “the flame”
Homie, call me “pyromane”
I said : “Yo, fuck your radio”
Posted up, posted up against the post
Too many stab wounds
Puto, puto, on my back, I’m smoking my blunt
Call me “the animal”, call me “the flame”
Homie, call me “pyromane”

2nd verse (RTI) :
I lost myself in the street, brother posted up in the bendo
I can’t focus, even the walls hear all your problems
What’s the point of talking if in the end we don’t really like each other ?
I’m good, I wear a tracksuit, all year I’m in retro mode
Fonce dans un mood, I used to hang out in the building were it stinks as fuck
I don’t give a fuck, I’m in the zone, 9-4 power
Alone and God for all, I have an anger in me but I rather keep quiet
And I think back on all the worries, I walk around in circles for hours

Bridge (RTI) (X2) :
Too many worries at night, no supporting evidence

Chorus (RKM) :
I said : “Yo, fuck your radio”
Posted up, posted up against the post
Too many stab wounds
Puto, puto, on my back, I’m smoking my blunt
Call me “the animal”, call me “the flame”
Homie, call me “pyromane”
I said : “Yo, fuck your radio”
Posted up, posted up against the post
Too many stab wounds
Puto, puto, on my back, I’m smoking my blunt
Call me “the animal”, call me “the flame”
Homie, call me “pyromane”

DTF – Pyromane (English lyrics)

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