Sasso – VINGT Lyrics
Artist: Sasso
Song: VINGT
EN RETRANSCRIPTION
HuFel on the beat
J’ai trop d’choses à dire, tu sais qu’j’me déballe pas trop
La tête sur les épaules, j’suis l’même, j’fais pas l’patron
C’est l’histoire d’un p’tit qui a grandi sans daron
Qui pourrait mourir pour sa daronne, qui pourrait tuer pour sa frangine
Enfance pas très basique, des fois, il s’agite, des fois, il s’bagarre, jamais il hagar
Comico : il parle pas, quand ça va pas, il parle peu
À neuf piges à l’internat, loin d’sa mère, le soir, il parle seul
À dix piges, il perd un proche, larme à l’œil quand il l’voit dans l’cercueil
Depuis c’jour, il a plus peur d’mourir parce que sur son visagе, il peut l’voir le sourire
Du coup, il vеut faire du bien avant de partir mais les problèmes l’attirent
Il s’rend compte qu’elle est pas belle la vie, il est têtu, il calcule pas ton avis
Une feuille, un stylo, il écrit dans son lit car aujourd’hui il s’est fait virer l’petit
Après des ratures, quelques taches d’encre, il met d’côté l’rap, de toute façon, c’est qu’un passe temps
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VINGT Lyrics – English Translation
Transcribed
HUFEL on the beat
I have too much to say, you know that I am not unpacking too much
Head on my shoulders, I’m the same, I don’t have the boss
It is the story of a little that grew up without daron
Who could die for his daronne, who could kill for her brother
Not very basic childhood, sometimes it is agitated, sometimes, it is tied up, never hagar
Comico: he doesn’t talk, when it’s not okay, he talks little
To nine rods at the boarding school, far from his mother, in the evening, he speaks alone
To ten rods, he loses a loved one, tear in the eye when he sees it in the coffin
Since that day, he is no longer afraid of dying because on his visagе, he can see her smile
Suddenly, he could do good before leaving, but the problems attract him
He realizes that she is not beautiful life, he is stubborn, he does not calculate your opinion
A leaf, a pen, he writes in his bed because today he had the little one turned
After erasures, a few ink spots, he puts aside rap, anyway, is a past time
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Sasso Lyrics – VINGT
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