Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Access, artist - Fk
Date of issue: 29.11.2018
Song language: French
Access(original) |
Y’a heard |
We need the access |
We fuck the rooftop |
Jah rastafari |
U know |
On me parle de porte |
Je cherche l’access |
On me parle de porte |
Je dois trouver l’access |
On me parle de porte |
Je cherche l’access |
Les rêves qui remplissent ma tête |
M’ont vidé les poches |
On m’berce à m’donner des leçons |
J’accumule les rides et les poques |
Je check toujours les mêmes personnes |
Y’a que l’arthrite qui peut me séparer de mes potes |
C’est mes galères |
J’récupère leurs patins |
Pour eux je deviens lutteur sénégalais |
Je cours dans toute la ville |
Daleux, la rue on l’anime |
Pour quelques dollars |
On s’allume |
On s’sépare, on se revoit |
On s'égare, on se retrouve dans le même square |
On devient nostalgique quand on regarde la lune |
Beaucoup de chose entre nous deux |
Mais très peu hantent nos cœurs |
Vrais fréros on côtoie les mêmes peurs |
Celles du bélier sur le palier à 7h |
C’est vrai on a grandi dans le manque et la diète hmmm hmmm hmmm |
Mais pas de quoi sortir les violons mélodieux hmmm hmmm hmmm |
Hormis ton bien y’a peu de choses qui m’inquiètent |
On se voit pas vieillir |
Encore moins devenir des envieux |
On se voit pas vieillir |
Encore moins devenir des envieux, non |
C’est le zoo |
Mon mogo |
Bellek aux bananes, hey, hey |
J’ai des mogos qui rôdent |
Et d’autres qu’on ballade, hey |
Ouais c’est le zoo |
Mon mogo |
Bellek aux bananes |
Hey, hey |
On me parle de porte je cherche l’access |
Hey, hey |
On me parle de porte je dois trouver l’access |
Hey, hey |
On me parle de porte je cherche l’access |
Hey, hey |
On me parle de porte je dois trouver l’access |
Y’a que des mogos doués dans le duo, hey, hey |
On cherche la clé mais pas celle du hall |
Y’a que des mogos doués dans le duo, hey, hey |
On cherche la clé mais pas celle du hall |
À trop vouloir les étoiles mogo on se crache |
Je m’en tape des podiums, des estrades |
Réussir ou mourrir en essayant |
Les jaloux diront cheh si on se rate |
Aucun boul' nous fera des histoires |
On a grandi, muri dans le square |
Jamais plus de 5 dans le squad |
On n’a pas fini dans le sport |
Mais les darons n’ont pas perdu espoir |
Donc faut qu’on pète le score |
On brille un peu trop pour rester dans le noir |
Et si on veut me fermer les portes j’me dois de péter les stores |
Quoi qu’il advienne mon ami |
Tu le seras même si on s’est pas souhaité la bonne année |
On sait l’origine de nos vies |
On fera pleurer nos mère si on veut se bananer |
C’est vrai on a grandi dans le manque et la diète hmmm hmmm hmmm |
Mais pas de quoi sortir les violons mélodieux hmmm hmmm hmmm |
Hormis ton bien y’a peu de choses qui m’inquiètent |
Y’a peu de choses qui m’inquiètent |
On se voit pas vieillir |
Encore moins devenir des envieux |
On se voit pas vieillir |
Encore moins devenir des envieux, non |
C’est le zoo |
Mon mogo |
Bellek aux bananes, hey, hey |
J’ai des mogos qui rôdent |
Et d’autres qu’on ballade, hey |
Ouais c’est le zoo |
Mon mogo |
Bellek aux bananes |
Hey, hey |
On me parle de porte je cherche l’access |
Hey, hey |
On me parle de porte je dois trouver l’access |
Hey, hey |
On me parle de porte je cherche l’access |
Hey, hey |
On me parle de porte je dois trouver l’access |
Y’a que des mogos doués dans le duo, hey, hey |
(translation) |
Y'a heard |
We need the access |
We fuck the rooftop |
jah rastafari |
U know |
They talk to me about the door |
I seek access |
They talk to me about the door |
I need to find access |
They talk to me about the door |
I seek access |
The dreams that fill my head |
Have emptied my pockets |
They rock me to give me lessons |
I accumulate wrinkles and pocks |
I always check the same people |
Only arthritis can separate me from my homies |
It's my troubles |
I collect their skates |
For them I become a Senegalese wrestler |
I run all over town |
Daleux, the street is animated |
For a few dollars |
We light up |
We part, we meet again |
We get lost, we end up in the same square |
We get nostalgic when we look at the moon |
A lot between the two of us |
But very few haunt our hearts |
Real brothers, we rub shoulders with the same fears |
Those of the ram on the landing at 7 o'clock |
It's true we grew up on lack and diet hmmm hmmm hmmm |
But nothing to bring out the melodious violins hmmm hmmm hmmm |
Apart from your good there are few things that worry me |
We can't see ourselves getting old |
Even less become envious |
We can't see ourselves getting old |
Even less become envious, no |
This is the zoo |
my mogo |
Banana Bellek, hey, hey |
I have mogos prowling |
And others that we walk, hey |
Yeah it's the zoo |
my mogo |
Banana Bellek |
Hey, hey |
They talk to me about the door, I'm looking for access |
Hey, hey |
They talk to me about the door I have to find the access |
Hey, hey |
They talk to me about the door, I'm looking for access |
Hey, hey |
They talk to me about the door I have to find the access |
There's only gifted mogos in the duo, hey, hey |
We're looking for the key but not the hall key |
There's only gifted mogos in the duo, hey, hey |
We're looking for the key but not the hall key |
To want too much the mogo stars we spit |
I don't care about podiums, platforms |
Succeed or die trying |
Jealous people will say cheh if we miss each other |
No ball will make us fuss |
We grew up, matured in the square |
Never more than 5 in the squad |
We're not done in sports |
But the darons have not lost hope |
So we gotta bust the score |
We shine a little too much to stay in the dark |
And if they want to close the doors to me, I have to pop the blinds |
No matter what my friend |
You will even if we didn't wish each other a happy new year |
We know the origin of our lives |
We'll make our mothers cry if we wanna banana |
It's true we grew up on lack and diet hmmm hmmm hmmm |
But nothing to bring out the melodious violins hmmm hmmm hmmm |
Apart from your good there are few things that worry me |
There are few things that worry me |
We can't see ourselves getting old |
Even less become envious |
We can't see ourselves getting old |
Even less become envious, no |
This is the zoo |
my mogo |
Banana Bellek, hey, hey |
I have mogos prowling |
And others that we walk, hey |
Yeah it's the zoo |
my mogo |
Banana Bellek |
Hey, hey |
They talk to me about the door, I'm looking for access |
Hey, hey |
They talk to me about the door I have to find the access |
Hey, hey |
They talk to me about the door, I'm looking for access |
Hey, hey |
They talk to me about the door I have to find the access |
There's only gifted mogos in the duo, hey, hey |