PNL - Recherche du bonheur (English lyrics)

1st verse (Ademo) :
I saw myself with my back against the ropes
I saw myself being despised
I saw myself being forgotten
I saw myslef all alone
I’m trying to score from the corner, ounga ounga
I’ve got enemies, I don’t have any mother, oula oula
Maybe I’m lacking a role model, however, however
that’s life, don’t let it get to you, gala, gala
When I see my little brother sleeping, I feel like breaking the world
My loved one’s futur at the expense of yours, I have to bring out the monster
I try not to think about it, there’s only anger that hasn’t deceived me
I don’t have time to masturbate, I’ll fuck you, then I’ll spit on you
I don’t wear any neckties, or any bow ties
I carry my balls, and you, you play the flute like Tapion
You talk to me about love, but what do you know about it ?
If I reach out to you, you’ll cut my arm off, but I don’t have any Rolex

Chorus (Ademo) :
Homie, we’re navigating in the storm, no matter how much I put my forehead down to the floor, I keep going into debts
Give me some wings so I can fly away, I’m looking at the sky, nailed down to the ground, Aaaaaaah
We won’t say that we’re hurt, ounga ounga
We’re searching for pleasure where it’s dirty
Homie, we’re navigating in the storm, no matter how much I put my forehead down to the floor, I keep going into debts
Give me some wings so I can fly away, I’m looking at the sky, nailed down to the ground, Aaaaaaah
We won’t say that we’re hurt, ounga ounga
We’re searching for pleasure where it’s dirty

2nd verse (NOS) :
Homie, tonight I’m pissed off
And sometimes, I even mistake my anger with my pain
While waiting for me to hang up, the fiends call me
Armed like an angel I’m coming to kiss peace
More money I need, zero pleasure, I’m reinvesting everything in my labor
Dirty money in black and white, I haven’t seen the color
No more dreaming, we need to catch up to the wasted time, salary on the wrist
I don’t need people to love me, I pass the blunt over to Casper, I’m in good company
Back turned to your whore, I’m facing reality, fuck my dreams
I’m counting over the money from last night, there’s a lot of people when things are going good, no one when you’re starving
Give me your money, I don’t want to know where it comes from
Give me your ass, I don’t want to know the price
You don’t have to worry, PNL my team
The world is gettting active around me, I observe without understanding, I’m different
Sometimes things are confused in my head, the only thing I know is that these whores aren’t ready
We won’t save the whole misery, to fuck up their world we’re getting ready
PNL