MMZ – Sourire Mitho (English lyrics)

1st verse (Lazer) :
We started out down in the building’s hallway, started out selling 10 euro bags
Started out in the job, started out with myths
You reap what you sow, it’s the money, the dought
Money is like seeds that flourish around here
The team is united, like the prison bars over at Bois D’arcy
I know that good accounts make good friends
I know that under anger I can get condemned to ten years
Solo as usual, homie, I’m thinking on my brothers
I’ve got too many of them behind the prison bars from Nanterre to Fleury
We’re from the school of hard knocks, no one taught us anything
And you like an asshole, you only see us in our video clips and you think that we’re showing off
Money will heal our wounds, but not our scars
Get rich or die trying, I don’t give a fuck, my life is hanging on a thread
A brother’s friendship, stops at the profits
How to be sincere, in this world of hypocrites
Don Lazer ? Yeah, Yeah
Yesterday I had a dream, what did you dream of ?
I dreamed that you bang bang, oh yeah ? So you saw my death ?
No I saw your mother

Chorus (Lazer) :
Sick and tired of this life, yeah
Sick and tired of being told Lazer you’re my brother
I did the accounts, yeah
That’s it, you’re no longer one of ours, traitor
And I’m counting the money over, counting the money over
And I can see my name do the turn of the world
I’m doing the accounts yeah
Everything that is need to make shut up is there

2nd verse (Moha) :
I don’t give a fuck about the money, I know that I have to make some for my family
I spotted your fake smile, I giving you back a huge up sided down smile
My feelings are playing tricks on me, too attached to the fakes
Posted up in the building’s hallway, I become evil from day to day
I’m counting over the profits in the tower
I mistake anger for humor
Black heart, in the building, you’ve suffered, my pretty
You’re harming yourself, trying not to peep at my madness
I always stayed solid, in times when you could have broke down in tears

Chorus (Lazer) :
Sick and tired of this life, yeah
Sick and tired of being told Lazer you’re my brother
I did the accounts, yeah
That’s it, you’re no longer one of ours, traitor
And I’m counting the money over, counting the money over
And I can see my name do the turn of the world
I’m doing the accounts yeah
Everything that is need to make shut up is there