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Loop

Riding in my loop boost the 808
Roll one then repeat as I contemplate
Open up I'm in front the same gate
I'm in the same state, the time is still late
Hundred miles traveled for you
And my routine's Fucked up now I see through
Open up I'm inferno the same gate
I'm in the same state, the time is still late

Pupils dilating in just a moment
Body hits the ground he's his own opponent
He just wants to feel free for a moment
He just gets caught up in the moment

Deux trois reve en plus deux trois peines au bec
Des kilometres en plus t'étais vers l'arret de bus
J'étais coincé dans ma teuté vers Namek
On connaît les dangers on vient s'les permettre
On a déboucher la bouteille on a taper dedans
On a trébucher depuis la veille comme des morts vivants
On a dessaouler tous le miel qu'on a bu devant tes parents
Avant de rentrer chez nous en assumant quand c'était moins marrant
Des kilometres en bus pour aller te saouler chez tes potes
L'alcool était dans tes veines comme le vice chez le despote
J'ai cramer mon teh sécheresse dans le verre j'ai casser des prods
Ma vie coincée dans un effet boomerang je repasse les mêmes portes

Riding in my loop boost the 808
Roll one then repeat as I contemplate
Open up I'm in front the same gate
I'm in the same state, the time is still late
Hundred miles traveled for you
And my routine's Fucked up now I see through
Open up I'm inferno the same gate
I'm in the same state, the time is still late

Ça démarre sec dans la capitale
Des litres de poison couleur rose caché dans l'habitacle
On avait la tête dure comme une bonne érection dans une gorge
On avait la force de te faire trembler jusqu'à tes amygdales
On a fait boire le pilote, on aime l'adrénaline
Filtre violet devant les yeux mains prises par teh et cristalline
Les p'tits regardent 3 grands passer marcher en titubant
Imagine croiser tes piliers voir qu'ils peuvent très vite beflam
Tes repères te paraissent flous dans un nuage de clope et tise
Tu vois que tu peux perdre tes proches finir dans le noir pour tes bêtises
Dans ta tête tu deviens fou tu veux t'faire peter au buthane
En heure de pointe sur Rue de Bethune avec tes vieux airs pas très chic
On connais tous le discours tqt la haine elle t'a guider
T'as finis dans un hanout à prendre des clopes et une polya
Tu rentrera tard chez toi pour diner dans ton canapé
Avant de t'réveiller rouillé et retourner au hanout faya
Trop d'prod dans la tête dis toi j'en perd la raison
Trop de drogue dans la tête sur le retour de la sonmai
Trop de salopes que j'ai vu retourner leur veston
J'te rappelle qu'on y croit y nous feront jamais tomber
On a rêver d'une plage blanche ca a pas fait le taffe
J'étais face à une page blanche y m'restait qu'une taffe
J'ai voulu reprendre le taffe j'ai guetter ma liasse
Mais en guettant ma liasse j'ai vu mes rêves en face

Riding in my loop boost the 808
Roll one then repeat as I contemplate
Open up I'm in front the same gate
I'm in the same state, the time is still late
Hundred miles traveled for you
And my routine's Fucked up now I see through
Open up I'm inferno the same gate
I'm in the same state, the time is still late

D'la buée sur les portières, tu l'as déposer chez elle
Elle était plus fraiche qu'hier mais c'est comme ça après 3 verres
Elle t'a dit que t'en prenais trop, qu'tu consommais à outrance
Qu'meme dans l'rétro à 130 t'arrivais à entrer en transe
Ca l'avait pas rassurer d'te voir comme ca
D'voir que t'es plus le même après une demi polya
Elle avait un peu trop de peine en appelant Sarah
Oui allo chéri il est plus l'meme sous les draps
Tu connais la tise et la bedave ca te rend mou gros
Dis toi y en a qu'on mon age et y ont peur de mourir
Y ont prit les devants trop serein pensent pas à leur mogo
Ils ont oublier la joie la peine en poche y peuvent plus sourire
J'ai rencontrer des galères mais bon j'ai fais avec
J'ai rencontrer la bedave et j'me suis fais avoir
J'sais que dans tous les cas y en a qui sont à sec
Une mauvaise rencontre et tu peux finir seul le soir
Trop d'prod dans la tête dis toi j'en perd la raison
Trop de drogue dans la tête sur le retour de la sonmai
Trop de salopes que j'ai vu retourner leur veston
J'te rappelle qu'on y croit y nous feront jamais tomber
C'est en scred qu'on la vend quand y croient j'me la ramène
Tes 2 yeux sur ta reusse si tu veux pas qu'on la ramone
Eh mon pote t'arrivera pas au sommet si t'es à perte
J'vais escalader sans les mains pas besoin d'ta piqure d'hormones
Y m'ont tater les yeuks quand j'avais six grammes dans le caleçon
J'ai repenser à mon shab qui m'a dit faut caler ca
Sur le futur j'ai plisser les yeux pour m'focaliser
Mais c'est quand tu crois que t'es concentré que les bleus viennent caner ca

Loop

Riding in my loop, boosting the 808
Roll one, then repeat as I contemplate
Open up, I'm in front of the same gate
I'm in the same state, the time is still late
Hundred miles traveled for you, girl
And my routine's fucked up, now I see through
Open up, I'm inferno at the same gate
I'm in the same state, the time is still late

Pupils dilating in just a moment
Body hits the ground, he's his own opponent
He just wants to feel free for a moment
He just gets caught up in the moment

Two, three more dreams, two, three more sorrows in the beak
More kilometers, you were at the bus stop
I was stuck in my German whip towards Namek
We know the dangers, we come to allow ourselves them
We uncorked the bottle, we hit it hard
We've been stumbling since the day before like the living dead
We sobered up all the honey we drank in front of your parents
Before going home, owning up when it was less funny
Kilometers by bus to get drunk at your friends' place
Alcohol was in your veins like vice in a despot
I burned my dry spell, in the glass I broke beats
My life stuck in a boomerang effect, I go through the same doors

Riding in my loop, boosting the 808
Roll one, then repeat as I contemplate
Open up, I'm in front of the same gate
I'm in the same state, the time is still late
Hundred miles traveled for you, girl
And my routine's fucked up, now I see through
Open up, I'm inferno at the same gate
I'm in the same state, the time is still late

It starts dry in the capital
Liters of pink poison hidden in the passenger compartment
We were hard-headed like a good erection in a throat
We had the strength to make you tremble down to your tonsils
We made the pilot drink, we love adrenaline
Purple filter in front of the eyes, hands taken by weed and crystal meth
The little ones watch 3 grown men walk by, stumbling
Imagine crossing paths with your pillars and seeing how quickly they can falter
Your bearings seem blurry in a cloud of cigarettes and booze
You see that you can lose your loved ones, end up in the dark for your stupidity
In your head, you go crazy, you want to blow yourself up with butane
During rush hour on Rue de Bethune with your old, not very chic airs
We all know the speech, don't worry, hate guided you
You ended up in a shop buying cigarettes and a bag of weed
You'll come home late to dine on your couch
Before waking up rusty and returning to the fire shop
Too many beats in my head, tell yourself I'm losing my mind
Too many drugs in my head on the way back from the party
Too many bitches I've seen turn their coats
I remind you that we believe in it, they will never bring us down
We dreamed of a white beach, it didn't do the job
I was facing a blank page, I had only one puff left
I wanted to take another puff, I looked at my wad of cash
But looking at my wad of cash, I saw my dreams in front of me

Riding in my loop, boosting the 808
Roll one, then repeat as I contemplate
Open up, I'm in front of the same gate
I'm in the same state, the time is still late
Hundred miles traveled for you, girl
And my routine's fucked up, now I see through
Open up, I'm inferno at the same gate
I'm in the same state, the time is still late

Fog on the windows, you dropped her off at her place
She was fresher than yesterday, but that's how it is after 3 drinks
She told you that you were taking too much, that you were using excessively
That even in the rearview mirror at 80 mph, you managed to enter a trance
It hadn't reassured her to see you like that
To see that you're not the same after half a bag of weed
She was a little too upset calling Sarah
Yes hello darling, he's not the same under the sheets
You know booze and weed, it makes you soft, man
Tell yourself there are some my age and they are afraid to die
They took the lead too serenely, not thinking about their dough
They forgot the joy, pain in their pocket, they can no longer smile
I've encountered hardships, but hey, I dealt with it
I met weed and I got hooked
I know that in any case, there are some who are broke
One bad encounter and you can end up alone at night
Too many beats in my head, tell yourself I'm losing my mind
Too many drugs in my head on the way back from the party
Too many bitches I've seen turn their coats
I remind you that we believe in it, they will never bring us down
It's discreetly that we sell it when they think I'm showing off
Your two eyes on your hustle if you don't want us to steal it
Hey buddy, you won't reach the top if you're at a loss
I'll climb without hands, no need for your hormone shot
They patted me down when I had six grams in my underwear
I thought back to my friend who told me to hide it
On the future I squinted my eyes to focus
But it's when you think you're focused that the cops come and bust you