Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song La vie d'avant, artist - Dosseh. Date of issue: 14.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: French
La vie d'avant(original) |
| Non, non, non, non |
| Yeah |
| J’ai appris des princes autant qu’des bergers |
| C’qui a fait d’moi un laud-sa d’lignée royale (Hey) |
| J’connais des mecs qui ont pas fait l’armée |
| Qui ont une précision de tir incroyable |
| J’repense à quand j’rêvais d’c’que j’ai maintenant |
| Revenant du bon-char, crâne contre l’appuie-tête |
| Ils croyaient qu’j'étais bon qu'à revendre la zipette |
| J’me disais: «T'inquiète, j’les laisse croire qu’j’suis bête «Qui file comme l'éclair |
| S'écrase comme la foudre |
| D’nature solitaire |
| Mais toujours solidaire en troupe |
| Si tu veux qu’on s’rappelle de toi, vise la tête du roi |
| Laisse-le au sol caboche trouée |
| Si tu veux laisser une trace ici-bas |
| Laisse un monde plus beau qu’celui qu’t’as trouvé |
| T’inquiète maman |
| J’crois qu’c’est mon moment |
| J’roule en gamos allemand |
| Év-évidemment |
| J’côtoie criminels, délinquants |
| J’crois qu’elle a un plan |
| Elle veut qu’j’lui paye BBL et implants (Skrrt, skrrt) |
| Év-évidemment |
| Nous en aura fallu, du temps |
| On n’a pas changé de camp |
| On a juste changé de gants |
| Hey, hey, yeah |
| Libérez mes innocents |
| Fuck les autres, c’est pas le sang |
| Douzaine de litres au cent |
| Hey, hey, yeah |
| Nous en aura fallu, du temps |
| J’crois que Dieu avait un plan |
| J’me souviens d’la vie d’avant |
| Hey, hey, yeah |
| J’suis aimé par des nouveaux gens |
| Et j’suis haï tout autant |
| C’est toujours mieux qu’la vie d’avant |
| Hey, hey, yeah |
| Ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh |
| Ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh |
| Ouh, ouh, ouh-ouh, ouh |
| Ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh |
| Et certains veulent qu’j’les partage |
| Comme si je leur devais |
| Comme si ça allait changer leur vie |
| Mais j’suis comme un bavon, je le fais |
| À chaque coin d’rue, chaque notif, y a l’scandale qui m’guette |
| Mais c’est les règles du jeu, fils, alors je m’y prête |
| Avant j'étais moche dans la tess, comme Ademo, N.O.S. |
| Aujourd’hui, j’plais à des mannequins d’Victoria’s Secret |
| T’inquiète maman |
| J’crois qu’c’est mon moment |
| J’roule en gamos allemand |
| Év-évidemment |
| J’côtoie criminels, délinquants |
| J’crois qu’elle a un plan |
| Elle veut qu’j’lui paye BBL et implants |
| Év-évidemment |
| Nous en aura fallu, du temps |
| On n’a pas changé de camp |
| On a juste changé de gants |
| Hey, hey, yeah |
| Libérez mes innocents |
| Fuck les autres, c’est pas le sang |
| Douzaine de litres au cent |
| Hey, hey, yeah |
| Nous en aura fallu, du temps |
| J’crois que Dieu avait un plan |
| J’me souviens d’la vie d’avant |
| Hey, hey, yeah |
| J’suis aimé par des nouveaux gens |
| Et j’suis haï tout autant |
| C’est toujours mieux qu’la vie d’avant |
| Hey, hey, yeah |
| Ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh |
| Ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh |
| Ouh, ouh, ouh-ouh, ouh |
| Ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh |
| (translation) |
| No no no no |
| yeah |
| I learned from princes as much as from shepherds |
| What made me a laud-sa of royal lineage (Hey) |
| I know guys who didn't do the army |
| Who have incredible shooting accuracy |
| I think back to when I dreamed of what I have now |
| Coming back from the bon-char, skull against the headrest |
| They thought I was only good at reselling the zipper |
| I said to myself: "Don't worry, I let them believe that I'm stupid" Who spins like lightning |
| Crash like lightning |
| Solitary in nature |
| But always united as a troop |
| If you want to be remembered, aim for the king's head |
| Leave it on the ground with no head in it |
| If you wanna leave a mark down here |
| Leave a world more beautiful than the one you found |
| don't worry mom |
| I think it's my time |
| I ride in German gamos |
| Of course |
| I rub shoulders with criminals, delinquents |
| I believe she has a plan |
| She want me to pay her BBL and implants (Skrrt, skrrt) |
| Of course |
| It took us time |
| We haven't changed sides |
| We just changed gloves |
| Hey, hey, yeah |
| Free my innocents |
| Fuck the others, it's not the blood |
| Dozen liters per hundred |
| Hey, hey, yeah |
| It took us time |
| I believe God had a plan |
| I remember the life before |
| Hey, hey, yeah |
| I'm loved by new people |
| And I'm hated just as much |
| It's always better than the life before |
| Hey, hey, yeah |
| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |
| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |
| Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh |
| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |
| And some want me to share them |
| As if I owe them |
| As if it would change their life |
| But I'm like a drool, I do |
| At every street corner, every notification, there is the scandal that awaits me |
| But it's the rules of the game, son, so I'm going with it |
| I used to be ugly in the tess, like Ademo, N.O.S. |
| Today, I like Victoria's Secret models |
| don't worry mom |
| I think it's my time |
| I ride in German gamos |
| Of course |
| I rub shoulders with criminals, delinquents |
| I believe she has a plan |
| She want me to pay her BBL and implants |
| Of course |
| It took us time |
| We haven't changed sides |
| We just changed gloves |
| Hey, hey, yeah |
| Free my innocents |
| Fuck the others, it's not the blood |
| Dozen liters per hundred |
| Hey, hey, yeah |
| It took us time |
| I believe God had a plan |
| I remember the life before |
| Hey, hey, yeah |
| I'm loved by new people |
| And I'm hated just as much |
| It's always better than the life before |
| Hey, hey, yeah |
| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |
| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |
| Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh |
| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |