[Paradis ou Enfer - Kaaris/ English lyrics]
Back to the future
[1st verses]
Tears are the blood of the soul
I always got a weapon in the back of the whip
Before getting shot, before I croak
I have to try to tame my dreams
You’ll have to get serious if you want our dough
With one click, we pop your bra
Do your best, I'ma bombard with my mortar
You'd be better off learning how to abort
Nasty rhymes, baller, crime, evil, honor
On time in the building, down here, no Breitling
It’s hunger that gives the time
I don’t wait for somebody's help, but whatеver
I left my homeland for thе harvest
Hoes, grub in abundance
No remedy, only got poison
Only poison, like recycling powder to fill cartdridge case
While your clique is waiting to be splashed, spending their time emptying balls
Dishonest but pious, God willing
One day, I’ll dry the tears and torrents, rivers, behind the windows of my eyes
[Chorus]
I hang myself to the neck of my dream, I'm at war, you, do your truce
In my song there's as much melody as there's life on this earth
Just like my peers, I like everything that is ephemeral
Father and mother can do nothing about it: it's heaven, or hell
It's heaven, or hell
It's heaven, or hell
Father and mother can do nothing about it: it's heaven, or hell
It's heaven, or hell
It's heaven, or hell
Father and mother can do nothing about it
No one can do nothing about it
[2nd verses]
Every morning, a newborn of a problem hurts
I fall asleep and wake up with my iron, being like me: lazy and nasty
Hustling, no matter what season
Shooting a bullet in your liver, your skull
I don’t give a fuck about answering well, I just wanna be right
I'm leaving the craters, for now I got nothing else to do
Fucking your mum doggystyle, the host went down the wrong way
From the schoolyard to the hall, I had to run to get everything
I know the power of love is nothing against the love for power
My worst enemy is in the mirror, seeing again my Côte d'Ivoire
Everything is written in the grimoire, weather is grey black, there is fog
This that sound of the C-Class, just let us pass
Your blood is already frozen, only your DNA can trace us
[Chorus]
I hang myself to the neck of my dream, I'm at war, you, do your truce
In my song there's as much melody as there's life on this earth
Just like my peers, I like everything that is ephemeral
Father and mother can do nothing about it: it's heaven, or hell
It's heaven, or hell
It's heaven, or hell
Father and mother can do nothing about it: it's heaven, or hell
It's heaven, or hell
It's heaven, or hell
Father and mother can do nothing about it
No one can do nothing about it
[3rd verses]
Double rotor, agressive and I stopped driving on Paris' beltway
I know it's going round like your butt
I know it does rounds like the cops
I know that gold soften and clay harden
I know I'm impolite and I don't deserve my suspended sentence
Instead of having a kind heart, I'd rather have a big palace
'Cause one day you'll get fucked when bullets will leave a FAMAS rancor
I give a hug to my niggas: Bison, Miky and Popo
Medhi, Bekoli, Goyo, Chelmi and Koto
Number one when we'll kick it, number two of Al-Qaeda
I eat theirs pussy for mardi-gras, if you ain't cosigning, we'll bore you to hell
Entering the ring: say hello to the King, say bye to the bling-bling, bling-bling
I'll hustle as long as cerebral death won't appear on the monitoring
[Chorus]
I hang myself to the neck of my dream, I'm at war, you, do your truce
In my song there's as much melody as there's life on this earth
Just like my peers, I like everything that is ephemeral
Father and mother can do nothing about it: it's heaven, or hell
It's heaven, or hell
It's heaven, or hell
Father and mother can do nothing about it: it's heaven, or hell
It's heaven, or hell
It's heaven, or hell
Father and mother can do nothing about it
No one can do nothing about it