Lacrim – Cohiba (English lyrics)


1st verse :
Search for who is screwing you over, bitch, you missed the test
A million enemies in the head, ten million I want in cash
I saw promising guys that left us too early
You can see them with me, back when we were little, on photo
Go fuck your mother, you son of bitch, you’re no longer my homie
I wish for you to die to the sound of the bullets and the motorbike
I park in a big car, here’s a few coins, valet
I share everything that I have even if they hate me
My family and my projects love me, that’s the most important, and fuck the others
Oh yeah, it’s the brotherhood of the wolves, we don’t smoke each other
But you know that money makes them crazy
Once they’re in front of the bag, a lot of them forget about everything
That’s the tough law of men
Sometimes they give you, tommorow they take everything away from you
Sometimes I walked alone, all night I slept standing up
Always with a Glock Glock, I’m a DZ, I’ll fuck your mother, I’m on top top
I’m at the club at midnight o’clock
If you boycott, we’ll load it up, it’ll go “boc boc”
We’ll leave in one piece even if you’re buff

Chorus :
I’m lighting up a Cohiba
Death is coming
Yeah my pockets are empty
I’m ready, let’s go, let’s go
I’m lighting up a Cohiba
Death is coming
Yeah my pockets are empty
I’m ready, let’s go, let’s go

I’m here, I’m here, I’m here, I’m here
I’m here, I’m here, I’m here, I’m here
I’m here, I’m here, I’m here, I’m here
I’m here, I’m here, I’m here, I’m here

2nd verse :
You know that we’re all gonna die
The ghosts from the past are coming back
On the grave nothing will be erased
Who will make the trip for you ?
It depends on who you’re fucking
It depends on who you’re leaving behind
It depends on who you hurt
The person you were is the person you’ll remain
I’m not afraid of death, know who to fuck with, you little fucker
At every million, I party just for the fun, there’s no point in laughing
Yeah, I know very well that there’s vultures, parasites that are lurking around
You dirty son of a bitch, I’m back, I’ve got soldiers down stairs of the building
You know, I’ve done everything in order to be able to advance (??), I only needed to be kept alive
I’m doing everything for my family, I don’t want the jealousy to force me to have find an alibi
I’ve got dirt to do, but it’s not my fault
Only god knows what tomorow will be made of
I was told that the future is in my hands
I’m making a killing for the fam’, come see me if you got the balls, you dirty son of a bitch

Chorus :
I’m lighting up a Cohiba
Death is coming
Yeah my pockets are empty
I’m ready, let’s go, let’s go
I’m lighting up a Cohiba
Death is coming
Yeah my pockets are empty
I’m ready, let’s go, let’s go

I’m here, I’m here, I’m here, I’m here
I’m here, I’m here, I’m here, I’m here
I’m here, I’m here, I’m here, I’m here
I’m here, I’m here, I’m here, I’m here

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