Niro – Perdu (English lyrics)

1rst verse :
You have no idea where you’re headed, homie, me either
I’m lost just like you, I want to start Yielding
So the end of the month can be less though than our lives
My brother, there need to be some changes
I’m clueless homie, we’ll see at the top
what we can do at the bottom for our brothers back in the zoo
I’m getting the hell away from here on vacation, I’m freeing myself from the others
I’m losing money, I’m catching my breath
Don’t ask why so many vultures
are waiting to steal your place you won’t understand
The train is running, he can go fuck his grandmother
It’s a giant scam, we won’t take it
Madness is keeping us back
In order for them to take us seriously, they have to fear us
They have to understand, that we’re all ready to risk big sentences at Fleury or Fresnes
For the respect, determinated like Toto Riina
We made them whore house too early
What the fuck are you talking to me about homie ?
Shut the fuck up, get the hell out the car
Fame is smiling at me with yellow teeth
Despite everything, I didn’t get played
The rising stars became shooting stars
Since the moon gave me a foot job

Chorus :
I would’ve loved to have both father and mother
In order to frame the perimeter
Lost, disturbed, unstable, like an interim
I don’t worry much about all that I could have been
I’m only half of what I should’ve been
Lost, disturbed
Lost, disturbed
My only goal in life is to make money
Lost, disturbed
Lost, disturbed
My only goal in life is to make money

Verse 2 :
I wanted Eto’o’s salary, they told me I would have to wake up early
I woke up early, it was cold as fuck, there’s no money in the ghetto
My mom told me : “son, you either find a job or get out
I don’t want any of your sacrifices, I already told you that from the beginning
Tell me who is going to spare you from the flames of hell ?
It won’t be your so called brothers
Who will stick around until the end of your sentence ?
Once you get sentenced to 10 years behind bars ?
Even if I have to starve of hunger
I won’t eat from your dirty money
Here, by the way, speaking of wich, I found this, under your shelve
Are you planning on feeding me with this ?
I didn’t give birth to no fool”
I’ve been even more lost since Mwima passed away Allah y rahma
I’m lost like an orphan I only trust god and my instinct
I won’t wait for you to rescue me
I fear none of these fat bitches

Chorus : 
I would’ve loved to have both father and mother
In order to frame the perimeter
Lost, disturbed, unstable, like an interim
I don’t worry much about all that I could have been
I’m only half of what I should’ve been
Lost, disturbed
Lost, disturbed
My only goal in life is to make money
Lost, disturbed
Lost, disturbed
My only goal in life is to make money

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