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Genius English Translations - Werenoi Maudit English Translation Lyrics

[Chorus: Werenoi]
They'll talk behind my back, but I already know that (I know that, real)
You saw me do it, yet you tell them I'm lying
We're making bricks where there's a bunch of cement
I don't want half, ain't no equity (Equity)
I repeat, we're making bricks where there's a bunch of cement
Dying old on the Cayman Islands
And I think we're cursed (I think we're cursed)
We knew love over where hate was paid (Over whеre hatred was paid)
Multiple days of profit and that in thе same week (That in the same week)
Six years later, I haven't idolized, not the same sole (The same sole)

[Verse 1 : Werenoi]
Too many eyes on me
I always have the iron, I held the buzz
Child of the street, I've already taken the bus (The bus)
And it's like that every night (Oh)
I didn't envy, I congratulated him
I didn't look, I visited him (Real)
Too many snakes
A lot of problems, little possibilities
We keep the ego and the humility
Visibility, profitability
We shoot each other over nonsense
Are you ready to lose your fans?
Or even your family for your credibility?
[Chorus: Werenoi]
They'll talk behind my back, but I already know that (I know that, real)
You saw me do it, yet you tell them I'm lying
We're making bricks where there's a bunch of cement
I don't want half, ain't no equity (Equity)
I repeat, we're making bricks where there's a bunch of cement
Dying old on the Cayman Islands
And I think we're cursed (I think we're cursed)
We knew love over where hate was paid (Over where hatred was paid)
Multiple days of profit and that in the same week (That in the same week)
Six years later, I haven't idolized, not the same sole (The same sole)

[Verse 2: Hamza]
I think we're cursed
I'll end off my life near the Caymans (Caymans) in a Cayman (Cayman)
In the streets, you need Cayman teeth
I love payments
And the girl smuggles the cocaine in her vagina (In her vagina)
She told me she dreams of me giving her a Luc Besson
While I eat her out to one of my songs (Oh-woah)
On my wrist, I have more than two houses
On the boulevard, it rains every reason
I don't need to tell you about my life in detail
But I could drown you in all this designer
I drank the whole bottle, my emotions just died (My emotions just died)
As if I had never left the streets (Shit)
Between her and I, it's confidential (Shit)
Fucking presidential wrists (Woah)
You know you've got potential?
Baby, I know you've got potential
[Chorus: Werenoi]
They'll talk behind my back, but I already know that (I know that, real)
You saw me do it, yet you tell them I'm lying
We're making bricks where there's a bunch of cement
I don't want half, ain't no equity (Equity)
I repeat, we're making bricks where there's a bunch of cement
Dying old on the Cayman Islands
And I think we're cursed (I think we're cursed)
We knew love over where hate was paid (Over where hatred was paid)
Multiple days of profit and that in the same week (That in the same week)
Six years later, I haven't idolized, not the same sole (The same sole)

[Outro: Hamza & Werenoi]
I think we're cursed
Over where hate is paid
Over where hate is paid
Ooh, ooh (Noxious)
Ooh, ooh
Not the same sole
Ooh