Siboy - Special (English lyrics) - The International Connect

Chorus :
We’re hitting the road, fuck all their promises (all their promises)
Music calms down, yeah my mood, that’s where I confess (that’s where I confess)
The caliber is loaded, I’m waiting on the war, I don’t wan’t to make peace (I don’t want to make peace)
They want to kill me, they want to kill me, these niggas I gotta kill them (gotta kill them)
Ouhouhouhouhouhouh, I’m hitting the road, ouhouhouhouh
Ouhouhouhouhouhouh, I’m hitting the road, ouhouhouhouh

1st verse :
Damn, it’s special, my drug is special
I saw everything, I lean-ed everything, how many time have I strayed away
Should I empty out the barrel because these niggas are trying to act like warriors ?
They’ve known me for year, they know that I won’t hesitate
She loves me like her husband, when I’m hurt she suffers too
How do you expect for me to leave her ? Her ass is well calibrated
When I’m hurting, I isolate myself, I smoke, I get high on the road
My drug is quality, I’m going back to the obscurity
Pissed off, I’m coming back towards her, damns she’s special
Usually I’m not this way, but damn, she’s special
The drug varies, the ski mask also
I find that my friends they all have something special

2nd verse :
Eh, I’m going in, damn nigga, damn your blunt is good
I wake myself up If there’s any mula to be made, otherwise I wake up with a hangover
The world is filled with good people that turned evil
Cross the road while I’m driving and I’ll run you over if possible
Deep down I don’t give a fuck, I’m just coming to take my ratio, then I’ll leave
Damn, she’s special, sometimes she manages to calm my anger like a blunt of weed
I like France’s soccer team but I don’t like the boys in blue
Plus I’m gifted in my passion, going over my limits becomes a vocation
May those sons of bitches sue their mother’s ass, your flow doesn’t belong to you, it’s rented
There’s money, there’s respect, I swear on your mother’s ass, I blow my cash
Dark nigga, so nothing is clear, we eliminate you, you disappear in a flash
We’re after those amounts, amounts, amounts
We’ll fuck you up for those amounts, amounts, amounts, yeah
We’re after those amounts, amounts, amounts
We’ll fuck you up for those amounts, amounts, amounts, yeah