LACRIM - Qu'un homme et fier de l'être (English lyrics)

1st verse :
You think you’re a man because you wear Dolce Gabbana ?
That’s banal, I’m tanning on the beaches of Copacabana
With a big cigar, the sun is bright under the tropics
French rappers are dropping albums and flopping hard
I’m here to win, music won’t get me
The day this shit pays off I’ll buy me a lion and I’ll put it in my living room
Drunk, yet no one can compete with me
I’m a big danger for the justice because I got busted at 16 years old
We’ve done the turn of france, probably 1/3 of the world
Demande combien de folies 3 fois par semaine envoie des mandats
I can see my death coming homie, towards me with with big steps
I can see snitches hanging out downstairs everyday
Yeah, I don’t give a fuck if I hurt you
Instead of sucking dicks I rather get 10 bullets to the head
The sum it up I wanna fukc shit up in the world
No featurings with Akon, I’ll rob a few diamonds from him

Chorus :
De leur faire du mal, dis moi qui n’a pas raison
I weight 140 kilos when I sit down on my cargo
I own my own house, don’t worry bro, we all want to acheive that
Some cash and even more cash, just so I can have some everywhere
That’s the bastard in me do’nt say that i’m souless
I’ll smoke you then I’ll do my little concert at Madam
My heads are in the numbers don’t talk to me abtou letters
Don’t judge I’m just a man, and proud of it !

2nd verse :
Une forte envie de le repasser, plus I already had vision of your death in my past
Tired, I’ve worked enough, stacked money, not enough, don’t break my balls
Lacrim counts his enemies but he won’t count his bullets
Trouillard normal que tu te refroidisses si tu n’es pas bruyant
Don’t talk to me about your boss when the little kids in the projects will tie you up
Yeah 100 grams that’s what my chain weights, my name is written at the back of your chain
Sometimes I go chill in Spain, sometimes I go chill in Nantes
I’m with Aziz Düsseldorf in a big German car
I’ll make some more dope video for you if you want more
I’m entering Paris right now, I’ll go through Marseilles and then I’ll go back to Corsica
I’ll put two bullets in your body, I’m dangerous don’t try to imitate
The guys from the 94, you’re struggling, again another nest of crazy guys, don’t panick
This has no chances of failing, evading a trap
That’s amazing, Mc I don’t have time to play, to do shit
For the sterets I’ve taken lashes
We’re all crazy, we won’t stop as long as we’re not all rich

3rd verse :
Shout out to Sabry, no one’s bitting but they’re all barking
In the rap game how much fo them are real, how much of them walk around naked
Alas, A stack of 100 as a celebration
Yeah, I make the rap game cum, even without any penetration
Truth or dare, I deserved the cheque
Mc you’re pussy stinks like the biggest whore in the projects
Crack head have been screwing you over so meuch you don’t have a butt hole anymore but a chou fleur
Listen to the beat, I’m in a space ship with a chauffeur