S.Pri Noir – Highlander (English lyrics)

1st verse :
Ok, Ok, you died yesterday
The metal makes the gates ring
Don’t follow my dance, it’s grim
I’m in an airport transit
I’m in a car with a Portuguese girl
Arabe, hindu, Jamaican
We smuggle dope, they buy youtube views
Even if you’re the only one open, we won’t pass the ball to you
When we leave the club, my nigga, everything has been drunken
If we shoot, the goal keeper doesn’t stop the ball
Ok ok ok ok
She wants to sleep over, I’m ok with that
She wants to stay for life, I say no no no
20 k in cash, I say yeah yeah yeah
Do I attach to others ? Baby, no no no
Hash resin, papy yeah yeah yeah
Homie, I’m starving like a kosovar
I instill fear in them like the soviets
Their shitty ass career are hypothetical
On s’emploie uniquement pour décrocher l’titre (??)
And I’m still just a black guy that meets an other black guy
You can cast the evil eye on us, throw us all your spells
We put everything in god’s hands, we pray every night
We tried out almost every sport
The ak47 bullets traverse all the bodies
Paris is on fire, Paris is helpless
The sun isn’t shining anymore, yet it’s mid day
Making a million euros, that’s what we told ourselves
Making a million euros, that’s what we told ourselves
My god, what wouldn’t we do for the paper ?
Under the jacket, I hid the knife
Everything is black, skeleton skull on the pavilion

Chorus :
In my head, everything is black
Siete cinco on the plates
My soul in the kitchen
The devil is cooking it up like crack
My pain comes from the ghetto
My torments come from the ghetto
Who can threaten us ?
On the throne we’re sitting
In my head, everything is black
Siete cinco on the plates
My soul in the kitchen
The devil is cooking it up like crack
My pain comes from the ghetto
My torments come from the ghetto
Who can threaten us ?
On the throne we’re sitting

2nd verse :
A fiend on the other end of the line is asking me when will the product arrive
My nigga, for a gram they would lose their shit, you would think their Bolivian drug dealers
I lost my mother and my heart is broken, I carried my cross like a Templar
Determination, homie, that’s my motor, a part from god no one can make me fold
And I’ll never forget about all the colonies, the evil that France has done to Africa
I’m in charge of my father’s savings, even if I end up with blood on my apron
And I’ve got way more enemies than allies
I don’t want to die in the plane crash like Aaliyah
I’ve got homies that follow the Thora or the Bible
And other that follow the Sharia laws
Down stairs of my building, we’re all together
We don’t give a fuck about your judgments
And if one of us bleeds, we’re all in blood
Back were I’m from, 4 guys out of 10 have been trialed
But, believe me, my homie we’re not proud
We regret the past like la BAvière (??)
The penal code we burn it on the gravels
We even challenge the laws of gravity
My heart is on fire, get out the canadairs
They raped my people all the way to Pointe à Pitre
I don’t want to say to my son : You won’t get your pair
I don’t want to say to my daughter : Daddy doesn’t have any money
We work, we work, we work
The rage is carrying us to the abyss
We ride around in town, music blasting
The floor of their toilets is our roofs
Bring the best of your proteges for a feat
One misstep from him, I’ll light his mother up
My nigga, it’s real when we talk about money
I went to the club, I took the amount of four salaries
And I can’t believe it, damn mom
You’re no longer here to share
And like my friend from Marseille would say
“Le con de tes morts, puta madre”

Chorus :
In my head, everything is black
Siete cinco on the plates
My soul in the kitchen
The devil is cooking it up like crack
My pain comes from the ghetto
My torments come from the ghetto
Who can threaten us ?
On the throne we’re sitting
In my head, everything is black
Siete cinco on the plates
My soul in the kitchen
The devil is cooking it up like crack
My pain comes from the ghetto
My torments come from the ghetto
Who can threaten us ?
On the throne we’re sitting

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