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

1st verse (N.O.S) :
I’m doing the turn of your life, I’m bored, I’m heading back to mines
We don’t have the same lives, my nightmares won’t become your chains
I left my chair down in the building’s hallway to go up and shit on the throne
I blew up so quickly, my fiend, that I forgot about your debts
Thousand of euros, no more heartache
Heart 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
One little look, I’m smoothing your soul (mouah)
Late at night, I’m showing my wounds to the moon because I’ve got a earth-ache
This dirty world is blinding me, I won’t see the halo over your head

Pre-chorus :
It will be, it will be for life
Fucking drama, fucking drama, a fucking scream
I’m scared of losing time
So, I’m worst than before

Chorus :
In the dope spot, burned up
I would only think on selling grams
The souls have faded
Because it was necessary

2nd verse (Ademo) :
I’m dropping some “your ugly” to your bella bella
Fat slut thinks she’s Athena-thena
I want me some L, some V, some G hella
My slice of bread and my Nutella-tella
Oh he’s annoying, he’s so annoying
Oh woulah woulah, homie
Sun on the tower, we’re going out for a spin
The female hostess is hmm
I’ll make over the scene for you, wa, wa, waya
The S in the flesh, fuck being lazy
Pull out a tampon M, the fiend likes it
At the end of the *bip*, wawawaza
I’m sticking my tongue out like Manny (Manny)
We’re wasting time, some sweat for some money (money)
Comme le dit le défaut l’a ordonné-donné (??)
Money searcher, 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 alike, we’ll never be alike, you dirty bitch
In the darkness, condemned, I’m dreaming, you dirty bitch

Pre-chorus :
It will be, it will be for life
Fucking drama, fucking drama, fucking scream
I’m scared of losing time
So, I’m worst than before

Chorus :
In the dope spot, burned up
I would only think on selling grams
The souls have faded
Because it was necessary

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