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Genius English Translations - Sch Balafres English Translation Lyrics

[Intro]
Insomnia, money, I've run after it since a child (Ah-ah)
Hang with a few bandits (Ba-Ba-Barone Rosso) with big hearts, but you know my city

[Verse 1]
Hey, my friend, me, I never saw the world with rose-tinted glasses, break down closed doors with a crowbar, fifty in the pants
I dreamed of a Clio Williams, a pair of Cartier four seasons, I was never at home
I'll need a cute girl that makes me forget the outside, I touch these diamonds, I think of the good men who switched sides
All night on weed, pissed off as if I had missed the love of my life or the billion
Fuck work in hard conditions, it already killed my father, I cover the costs of these bastards in shirts
I could very well get killed on the way, I don't know how you could still greet me (Asshole)
I can't look at myself in the mirror, I still haven't impregnated a whore or left my mother poor in a rotten apartment, dawg
I got up from a crazy rest and I see guys blowing up with incomprehensible sentences (Hey-hey)
I'm not one of those haters, I tell myself that one more youngster's making it, but the artisan within me never counted the hours
You see what's good? I'm a scoundrel, forever (Ouh)

[Chorus]
I hate getting stopped too much, I let my scars talk
I don't have the heart to party or to backtrack, I don't think they'll ever have me
I hate getting stopped too much, I let my scars talk
I don't have the heart to party or to backtrack, I don't think they'll ever have me

[Verse 2]
And Sunday, we put our hands into motors in the hood
I'm the great-grandson of Paul, he had horses at the hippodrome
Now that all my mentors are dead, I still hold onto these dreams, bro
300SL Gullwing, butterfly doors on the Italian coast
With a skinny brunette, elegant like Sophie Marceau
If there’s paper, I'll put on the gloves like Nicky Larson, a bit like Despo
I watch them, I worry, I compare myself, I'm reassured and when there's no security, I've got one under the belt (Pah)
It would've been better to see the walls again before repainting, instead of hiding the misery
And water has flowed under the bridge since (Ouh), the B spent six or seven, the D spent nine (Oh-oh)
Then, they took Angelo, they took Jamès, and I'll keep quiet the names of our dead friends by respect for their families and mourning
Now that we have connections and paper (Connections and paper)
The ones that would like to see me on the ground again (The ones that would like to see me on the ground again)
Formed a team of stone-eaters, these assholes, yet, I did all I could to give them the spotlight
[Chorus]
I hate getting stopped too much, I let my scars talk
I don't have the heart to party or to backtrack, I don't think they'll ever have me
I hate getting stopped too much, I let my scars talk
I don't have the heart to party or to backtrack, I don't think they'll ever have me

[Outro]
Insomnia, money, I've run after it since a child, I hang with a few bandits with big hearts, but you know my city
I saw the snow fall not yet at the age to light the wick, tonight, we'll be all gray, baby, when the night falls
I hate getting stopped too much, I let my scars talk
I don't have the heart to party or to backtrack, I don't think they'll ever have me
I hate getting stopped too much, I let my scars talk
I don't have the heart to party or to backtrack, I don't think they'll ever have me