Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Scars Kent, artist - Scars. Album song Je suis comme ça, in the genre РеггетонDate of issue: 13.04.2017
Record label: Couleur
Song language: French
Scars Kent(original) |
| Toujours entre deux mondes, oui, ça fait long time |
| Ils veulent connaître ma double identité, wouho-ho |
| Docta, la journée; |
| le soir, derrière l’mic |
| Oui, ils m’appellent «Scars Kent» |
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| Ça chill et ça chill, et ça kick, roulez avec le Doc |
| Mais j’te respecte trop pour pouvoir t’dire: «Bitch, I’m a boss» |
| , donc j’me demande c’que j’vais t’dire |
| Chanteur ou médecin? |
| Oui, c’est à toi de m’le dire |
| Pas en place et taffe pour une copine |
| Cette vie te va un temps, puis tu m’demandes de choisir |
| J’suis désole si t’as l’impression d'être la victime |
| Mais les sentiments étaient fictifs, comme si tu m’voyais en vitrine |
| Plus de time pour les obstacles de taille |
| La musique dans mes veines, donc t'étonne pas si j’me taille |
| «Et le style, et le style, et le style»: ils en oublient l’travail |
| Ça fait un bail qu’on fait les bayes, t'étonne qu’aujourd’hui j’graille |
| Les collègues me demandent tout l’temps quand j’vais m’arrêter |
| Faire mon métier à part entière et fonder un foyer |
| Entre deux mondes, j’me sens comblé, et je n’pense qu'à batailler |
| Pour m'épanouir, j’ai besoin d'ça, pas d’une vie d’salarié |
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| Avec mes rêves, oui, j’ai grandi, ma volonté, oui, je la brandis |
| Viser même jusqu'à l’infini, même quand l’espoir reste minime |
| Vrai donc inimitable, mon ambition: inarrêtable |
| Tranchant au mic comme un sabre, oui, j’ai les crocs donc à table |
| Cahiers d’textes dans le cartable, j’me mets la pression comme en garde-à-v' |
| Dans une prison à Alcatraz, je m’en évade sans laisser de trace |
| «Tracer ta route»: t’es marrant, imagine la tête des parents |
| Malgré ça, plus aucun doute, du moins, plus aucun d’apparent, non |
| Toujours entre deux mondes, oui, ça fait long time |
| Ils veulent connaître ma double identité, wouho-ho |
| Docta, la journée; |
| le soir, derrière l’mic |
| Oui, ils m’appellent «Scars Kent» |
| Scars Kent, Scars Kent |
| Scars Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent |
| Scars Kent, Scars Kent |
| Scars Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent |
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| Scars Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent |
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| (translation) |
| Always between two worlds, yes, it's been a long time |
| They want to know my double identity, wouho-ho |
| Docta, the day; |
| in the evening, behind the mic |
| Yeah they call me 'Scars Kent' |
| Scars Kent, Scars Kent |
| Scars Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent |
| Scars Kent, Scars Kent |
| Scars Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent |
| Scars Kent, Scars Kent |
| Scars Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent |
| Scars Kent, Scars Kent |
| Scars Kent |
| It chill and it chill, and it kick, roll with the Doc |
| But I respect you too much to be able to tell you: "Bitch, I'm a boss" |
| , so I wonder what I'm going to tell you |
| Singer or doctor? |
| Yes, it's up to you to tell me |
| Out of place and puff for a girlfriend |
| This life suits you for a while, then you ask me to choose |
| I'm sorry if you feel like the victim |
| But the feelings were fictitious, like you saw me in the window |
| More time for high obstacles |
| Music in my veins, so don't be surprised if I carve |
| "And the style, and the style, and the style": they forget the work |
| We've been doing the bayes for a while, are you surprised that today I graille |
| Colleagues ask me all the time when I'm going to stop |
| Do my job in my own right and make a home |
| Between two worlds, I feel fulfilled, and I only think about fighting |
| To flourish, I need that, not a life as an employee |
| Scars Kent, Scars Kent |
| Scars Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent |
| Scars Kent, Scars Kent |
| Scars Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent |
| Scars Kent, Scars Kent |
| Scars Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent |
| Scars Kent, Scars Kent |
| Scars Kent |
| With my dreams, yes I grew, my will, yes I wield it |
| Aim even to infinity, even when hope remains minimal |
| True therefore inimitable, my ambition: unstoppable |
| Sharp on the mic like a saber, yes, I have the fangs so at the table |
| Textbooks in the binder, I put pressure on myself as if on guard |
| In a prison in Alcatraz, I escape without a trace |
| "Draw your path": you're funny, imagine the parents' faces |
| Despite that, no more doubt, at least no more apparent, no |
| Always between two worlds, yes, it's been a long time |
| They want to know my double identity, wouho-ho |
| Docta, the day; |
| in the evening, behind the mic |
| Yeah they call me 'Scars Kent' |
| Scars Kent, Scars Kent |
| Scars Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent |
| Scars Kent, Scars Kent |
| Scars Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent |
| Scars Kent, Scars Kent |
| Scars Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent, Kent |
| Scars Kent, Scars Kent |
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