LEARN LYRICS

The road had a rhythm
There were brawls, but
Lots of bros
We won't see anymore
Whole nights
Freeing the pen
And days of stone
To grab the cash
We ran replays
Cross-outs
There were big wins
And misses
I write bars
Not literature
I made plans
I forgot to call them back
Sometimes I think about it, mostly
I drew pictures in my head
I spend the day zoned out
Putting on a show like Adèle
Masked like a di-ban
The kid downstairs moves C
He got chased
Right in front of me, I know
He's gonna dump it all in the Seine
Even if he sleeps without laces
While the others
Go hug each other
There's no signal
In the room
They're gonna strangle him
Like in
La Haine
Everything goes to Baltimore
You're at Gare du Nord
Crackman on the left
Is sick of the shortage
If you love the gang too much
At the stand, you eat
Your crew's gonna nap
There'll be no RPZ
Don't talk, you're R, you're dry
Play gem from DRC
Woho, I'm in place
Too big since you're stalled
Go over there if we flame
Send the cash or forget it
My hood
My playground
The family knows
The path of my veins
My hood
My playground
The family knows
The path of my veins
My hood
My playground
The family knows
The path of my veins
My hood
My playground
Sometimes I think about it, mostly
I drew pictures in my head
I spend the day zoned out
Putting on a show like Adèle
Masked like a di-ban
The kid downstairs moves C
He got chased
Right in front of me, I know
He's gonna dump it all in the Seine
Even if he sleeps without laces
While the others
Go hug each other
There's no signal
In the room
They're gonna strangle him
Like in
La Haine