WHITE B - Chacun son récit (Englsh lyrics)

Intro :
WeGotBirdzOnTheTrack, BirdzOnTheTrack, OnTheTrack
Yah, yah, yah, yah

Chorus :
Around here, everyone has his won story, no one is gonna feed you (no one, no one)
We’re pros when it comes to putting ourselves in danger
The demons leave me undecided when the evil invites me to dance
(When the evil invites me to dance)
I’m high, I’m in my own thoughts (I’m in my own thoughts)
I was ready to wreck havoc in order to get the things I didn’t have
Now I’m doing concert, everyone screams Beretta (X2)

1st verse :
You know who it is, let me do the presentations (it’s Beretta)
Surrounded by snakes, every friendship has it’s poison (it’s poison)
I just got out of jail, I’m tying my shoelace, nothing but bad boys
Apart when it’s time to eat, the sharks don’t swim with the fishes (rah)
The game is getting smacked since the start (uh uh)
They where only around when they weren’t needed, yeah, yeah
If you ever call me, I hope it’s to give me my share, yeah, yeah
This shit is really dope, the Glock is the Beretta (bang, bang)
Fuck the judge and her privileges
I’m always in the perimeter, we all turned out to be criminals
We talk in kilos not in millimeters
Im’ always involved in some dirty stories
If my bro talks to me about cash, I’ll go
We’re not into clashing
Bro we’ll catch you and everything is planified (rah, rah)
I’m, I’m in my craziness going two hundred km/h in the sports car
(Welcome to my madness)
I’m never in bed when we’re talking money (talking money)
We promised each other that we would be first (promise)
I’m in no category, bro the team is solid

2nd verse :
You know how we operate (how we operate)
There’s no celebration tonight
All those rappers end up in the slaughter house
And what’s the point in running your mouth
There’s no traitors in my team (there’s none)
We haven’t heard or see anything, homie we lose our voices (rah, rah)
We went from been learners to practitioners to early (han, han)
They’ve been dead for a long time in the scenario
And I don’t give a fuck about them, nothing fascinates me anymore
That’s the reason why they don’t want me in their radio (bang, bang)
In, in, in the rap game I doubled the gap, so now I’m waiting for the harvest
We make money, the cops are calling me, we only speak with codes
Knee deep in the illegal path, 5sang14 is unstoppable
There won’t be anyone at your funeral
There will be no retaliation after the beretta, no
I light me up a blunt and I forget about my worries
I was all alone back when I was in deep shit (yah, yah)
Friends will fuck you over (yah, yah)
So the weapon is loaded under the couch (bang bang)
Yeah I light me up a blunt and forget about my worries
I was all alone back when I was in deep shit (yah, yah)
Friends will fuck you over (yah, yah)
So the weapon is loaded under the couch (bang bang)