Lyrics of Sans permis - Kekra

Sans permis (original)

Mon poto, c’est la hass en bas
Fonsdé, j’conduis sans permis
Direction le cash, tout droit
J’vois plus les sens interdits
Tu croyais quoi?
J’ai plus l’temps
J’ai plus l’temps, j’ai plus l’temps, j’ai plus l’temps
J’ai plus l’temps, j’ai plus l’temps j’t’ai dit
Tu croyais quoi?
J’ai plus l’temps
J’ai plus l’temps, j’ai plus l’temps, j’ai plus l’temps
J’ai plus l’temps, j’ai plus l’temps j’ai dit
Laisse-les essayer d’nous tester
Combien d’entre ces schlags vont y rester?
Du haut d’ma tour j’snippe comme Wesley
Les jaloux qui parlent mais s’perdent comme le respect
Qu’est-ce que l’on fout ici, ouais?
Posé, coincé dans l’hood ici, ouais
J’veux pas finir au trou ici, ouais
J’veux villa, gros gamos, piscine, bref
Tourner à Patong en pleine nuit
Ves-qui les mythos en quête de vie
On attend tous l’addition
Qu’est-ce que tu nous racontes toi et tes devis?
Dis surtout pas qu’c’est une chienne de vie
Si tu veux qu’elle s’transforme en belle vie
L'été postiché au tiekson, je me mets au vert comme Milli Vanilli
Mon poto, c’est la hass en bas
Fonsdé, j’conduis sans permis
Direction le cash, tout droit
J’vois plus les sens interdits
Tu croyais quoi?
J’ai plus l’temps
J’ai plus l’temps, j’ai plus l’temps, j’ai plus l’temps
J’ai plus l’temps, j’ai plus l’temps j’t’ai dit
Tu croyais quoi?
J’ai plus l’temps
J’ai plus l’temps, j’ai plus l’temps, j’ai plus l’temps
J’ai plus l’temps, j’ai plus l’temps j’ai dit
Ici je sors, les coups blessent pour beaucoup d’blé
Bitch, je vois qu’des futurs cadavres sous mes Boost, ouais
Cher-mar sur la tête de ces bâtards comme Bruce Lee
Bitch, je fuck les rappeurs karah sous mes Boost, ouais
Et tout ce qu’ils veulent entendre mon fréro, c’est «we miss you»
Les temps changent mais pas la hass, j’vois aucune issue
Les temps changent, le D remplace le M, «we diss you» (fuck you)
Confonds pas les lèches lles-coui et les pitbulls
Professionnel ou général, j’ai pris la street school
Ni d’la nouvelle ni d’l’ancienne mais de la street school
Chaleur du bitume, me rafraîchis comme Kiss Cool
Artena hnoucha, Mondeo, mon frérot vite, grouille
Mon poto, c’est la hass en bas
Fonsdé, j’conduis sans permis
Direction le cash, tout droit
J’vois plus les sens interdits
Tu croyais quoi?
J’ai plus l’temps
J’ai plus l’temps, j’ai plus l’temps, j’ai plus l’temps
J’ai plus l’temps, j’ai plus l’temps j’t’ai dit
Tu croyais quoi?
J’ai plus l’temps
J’ai plus l’temps, j’ai plus l’temps, j’ai plus l’temps
J’ai plus l’temps, j’ai plus l’temps j’ai dit

(translation)

Dude, it's the hass downstairs
Founded, I drive without a license
To the cash, straight ahead
I no longer see the prohibited directions
What did you believe?
I have more time
I don't have time, I don't have time, I don't have time
I don't have time anymore, I don't have time anymore, I told you
What did you believe?
I have more time
I don't have time, I don't have time, I don't have time
I don't have time anymore, I don't have time anymore, I said
Let them try to test us
How many of those schlags are going to stay there?
From the top of my tower I snipe like Wesley
Jealous people who talk but get lost like respect
What the hell are we doing here, yeah?
Laid, stuck in the hood here, yeah
I don't wanna end up in the hole here, yeah
I want villa, big gamos, swimming pool, in short
Filming in Patong in the middle of the night
Ves-qui les mythos in search of life
We're all waiting for the bill
What are you telling us about you and your quotes?
Above all, don't say that it's a female dog of life
If you want it to turn into a good life
Summer postiche at the tiekson, I go green like Milli Vanilli
Dude, it's the hass downstairs
Founded, I drive without a license
To the cash, straight ahead
I no longer see the prohibited directions
What did you believe?
I have more time
I don't have time, I don't have time, I don't have time
I don't have time anymore, I don't have time anymore, I told you
What did you believe?
I have more time
I don't have time, I don't have time, I don't have time
I don't have time anymore, I don't have time anymore, I said
Here I go out, the blows hurt for a lot of wheat
Bitch, I only see future corpses under my Boost, yeah
Cher-mar on the head of them bastards like Bruce Lee
Bitch, I fuck karah rappers under my Boost, yeah
And all they wanna hear bro is "we miss you"
Times change but not the hass, I see no way out
Times change, D replaces M, "we diss you" (fuck you)
Don't confuse neck lickers with pit bulls
Professional or general, I took the street school
Neither new nor old but street school
Asphalt heat, cool me down like Kiss Cool
Artena hnoucha, Mondeo, my brother quickly, swarm
Dude, it's the hass downstairs
Founded, I drive without a license
To the cash, straight ahead
I no longer see the prohibited directions
What did you believe?
I have more time
I don't have time, I don't have time, I don't have time
I don't have time anymore, I don't have time anymore, I told you
What did you believe?
I have more time
I don't have time, I don't have time, I don't have time
I don't have time anymore, I don't have time anymore, I said