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Genius English Translations - Sch Anamnese English Translation Lyrics

[Verse]
If I didn't have my chips I would've played my cards, concentrated on my bills, the ones I have to make
I make millions, what the hell do I care that you didn't get the reference
You should hold up a Brink's instead of stealing from your old lady
I think I'll come masked, open the door, hand on the gun
All my advice is ill-advised, outside there's no more Francs, no more money
For cheap, we'll saw off your barrel, I'm not looking for the best spot, just the right side of the Glock
Kill those I love, I'll come find you on the other side of the globe
Smoke on smoke, red bottoms on polished cement, I ain't affiliated, I find it hard to open up
The trials God put up in front of us, to me and my brothers, nothing's impossible, but maybe others would've lost their minds
I don't really know where I am ever since I went to war with those I resembled
Your voice still echoes in our heads as if you were still alive
I shudder at night whenever I think about the friends I lost in a heartbeat
I could drink away my liver as to drown what I have deep inside of me
The more years go by, the less there is to marvel at, I was raised by widows
Bewitched by girls, so, I made my real girl cry, I put her through the trials and tribulations
I didn't give a fuck about breaking her pure little heart, I was sure she would stay (She stayed)
And if I often walk with a gun in my bag, it ain't just within the invisible line of my fiction
The will to see everything positively, Maison Baron Rouge
Maison Baron Rouge, we sleep late, don't sleep well, wake up without an alarm
I haven't stopped mourning my last death and here comes another one
Fuck being number one, I ain't into that, I'm in real life
The one that ends for everyone at a set time
I don't talk to these clowns that can't build furniture for their mothers but still pay for these hoes' drinks
It ain't a game, I do what I can with my guns, do what you can with yours, I'm trapped in fame
I'm heavy as if I never spewed my remorse and my regrets, and it's hard to every degree
I still have all my hair, on my dad, it's a miracle
My love, I'm a big boy, I cry alone in my house
I stole cars when I needed a Spirit, I smoked hash when I needed a therapist
[Outro]
My heart hurts me (My heart hurts me), when it asks where this all leads (Where this all leads)
My abdomen's hurting (Abdomen), no, hurts (Hurts)
We don't forget (We don't forget) as long as someone remembers (Remembers)
No (No)