Lacrim – Rio (English lyrics)


1st verse :
Fucking mothers is my hobby
3.57 under my Gucci
Black roses and candles
Tupac is still alive
I’m no longer followed by the anti crime brigade, my arab
Others at the service are the new chumps
We never lie on the facts, my arab
We’re making a killing, my arab, I’m very rich
Forgive me, I really love you
I saw his game plan, it’s all about going with the wind
You know that we’re waiting for you in front
My kids are waiting for me but hey
Dad and mom are divorced
Of love I’ve always been deprived
I only smoke dope ass shit
In the jail cell it keeps me from thinking too much
Ten minutes, I’ll be near Melrose Place, yao
When the cops will arrive in the projects, yao
The prison yards, the showers, the visiting room, waiting room
I’m too old for all that, my arab, yo
I want cash, my arab, yo
I want my place, my arab, yo

Chorus :
I’ll go get myself shot at Rio
I’ve got two kilos homie, in the Clio
Mama, I love you but “adios”
Sicario from the barrio
I fougth like a lion, eh, oh my god
We’ll do anything for two millions, eh, oh my god
The motto : (??), sorry my lord
Look at my eyes, I smoke weed, eh, oh my god
I’m making money, money

2nd verse :
At night in the Porsche, my pockets are stacked
But I’m not happy
My heart is bleeding, my tears are falling from the sky
But I don’t talk much about it
I’m waiting for it to go away
The temperature is cool
I’m waiting on the storm, the level of anger to start firing bullets
Son of a bitch, yeah, you’re no one
Balls, brains, it’s not the money that makes you
Four friends, I’m the fifth one that’s asking for the ransom
Jack Daniel and Smith and Wesson
Boss of Boston
I’ve got my kids, my 6.3 liters that consumes a lot
Gun shot, (???), it breaks us
I’m waiting for my son to get away from here in a 4X4
I leave at dawn, I’ve got 100k to throw away in Milan, I’ll sleep thursday
You’ve got those that slept for 30 years
You have those that lived for 30 years
Come and see, come and see
My bathtub is in Ivory
Crazy life, you have to see the projects to believe it
Nothing but men in the mirror
DZ

Chorus :
I’ll go get myself shot at Rio
I’ve got two kilos homie, in the Clio
Mama, I love you but “adios”
Sicario from the barrio
I fougth like a lion, eh, oh my god
We’ll do anything for two millions, eh, oh my god
The motto : (??), sorry my lord
Look at my eyes, I smoke weed, eh, oh my god
I’m making money, money

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