PNL – Cramés (Pink album version) (English lyrics)

1st verse (N.O.S) :
I’m looking at your life, it’s boring me, I’m going back to mines
We don’t live the same lives, my nightmares won’t become your chains
I got up from my chair down in the building’s hallway to go up and shit on the throne
I blew up so quickly, my client, that I forgot about the money you owe me
Thousand of euros, no more heartache
My heart is at zero, I’ll forget about you without rancor
I’m high in the darkness in order to forget that this world is ugly
No, I don’t love money, I love my loved ones, so I’m filling up my pockets
Haute couture, little brother is serving himself in the cupboard
All it takes is one little look, and I’ll smooth your black soul (mouah)
Late at night I’m showing my wounds to the moon because I’m having an “earth-ache”
This dirty world is blinding me, I won’t see the halo over your head

Pre-chorus :
Tonight, it won’t be for life
Fucking soul, fucking drama, fucking scream
I’m afraid of wasting time
So I’m worst than before

Chorus :
In the dope spot, burned up
I would only think on selling grams
Our souls have faded
Because we had to

2nd verse (Ademo) :
I’m saying “you’re ugly” to your bella bella
That whore thinks she’s Athena-thena
I want me some L, some V, some G, hella
My slices of bread and my Nutella-tella
“Oh he’s dope, he’s so dope”
Oh woulah woulah, homie
The sun is shinning on the building, we’re going out for a stroll
The hostess is hmmm
I’ll describe the scene for you, wa, wa, waya
The blood in the veins, fuck laziness
I pull out a bar of hash with an “M” quality stamp, the fiend loves that
At the end of the *bip*, wawawaza
I’m sticking my tongue out like Manny (Manny)
We’re wasting time, we sweat for this money (money)
Comme le dit le défaut l’a ordonné-donné (??)
I’m a money hunter, I’m in my bubble
Yeah, the hash is bubbling
The world or nothing
Don’t dick ride us hein hein hein hein, damn
No, don’t dick ride us hein hein hein, damn
We’re not the same, we’ll never be the same, you son of a bitch
In the darkness, condemned, I’m dreaming, you bitch

Pre-chorus :
Tonight, it won’t be for life
Fucking soul, fucking drama, fucking scream
I’m afraid of wasting time
So I’m worst than before

Chorus :
In the dope spot, burned up
I would only think on selling grams
Our souls have faded
Because we had to

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