MMZ - Miroir Miroir (English lyrics) - The International Connect

Chorus :
I’m trying to do my best, but sometimes I don’t sleep well
I don’t know where I’m at anymore, my heart is racing
Do you know that in my town you have to dodge bullets ?
The sheitan is on our asses, he pushes us on the wrong path
I don’t have any love, I don’t have any feelings
Your brother betrays you, looks at you while laughing
I’m trying to do my best, but sometimes I don’t sleep well
I don’t know where I’m at anymore, my heart is racing

1st verse (Lazer) :
Mirror mirror, who are the traitors ?
Mirror mirror, who wants to challenge me ?
If tommorow I ever happen to make a million, tommorow I’ll stop
If they’re beautiful enough for my mother, I buy bracelets, jewellery (let me cover you in diamonds)
Oh my, I hung out in the streets, with the same team, the same gang
My beauty, I have to leave you, I’ll see you later, the gang is calling me
There’s some money to be made, there’s a war to be done, so I’m taking my chances
It’s when you start to think that you’re making it out that the thunder starts to rumble
Everyday I wake up, I say to myself that tonight, I won’t be part of this world anymore
Donc j’bombe, j’bombe…(??)
Left lane, I don’t check my watch
Paris, by night, my life…
I chose to go through hell, in order to have paradise
My zoo, my fam’, my town…
I won’t bring up all this dirt on this sweet melody

2nd verse (Moha) :
I’m still in the same building, there’s still the same water leaks
Still the same anti crime brigade that I can see in the rear view mirror
I still haven’t blown up, I’m still not showing off
You want an autographe, you want a photo
There’s no problem, I take my fans away
I’ll never be full of myself, you reap what you sow
Faggot, I swore to myself that I would make a killing, they’re one of ours, I’ll take them away
Whack is their shitty album, I didn’t listen to it
Thank you to all those who gives us strenght by buying our CDs
Ahh…Mirror mirror, who wants my money ?
When I’m no longer around, who’s tongue lossens up behind my back, who wants to see me in heaven ?
All these bitches bitches bitches don’t interest me
My Bulma ma ma and we’re getting out of here
Oh..oh.. mother, I’ll take you to les Champs Elysées
These jealous people dream of having my money, but can only scratch up my rims