Lunatic - Booba, Akon

18 août 98 b2oba locked-up dans le 78, lunatic depuis la naissance

A.L.I tu as toute ma reconnaissance

Vivre en guerre mourrir en paix, j'écris mes punchs en cellule quartier jeune

batîment B

J’fais des pompes comme à la légion, 30 mois ferme dans les chicos j’suis au

hebs comme à la maison

Condamné pour vol aggravé, premier album de la F. F, Arsenik m’aide à gratter

Quelques rapports, un peu de mitard, j’vendrais père et mère pour paires de

nibard

Le zoo me manque j’saurai plus tard qui est qui, tous m’ont oublié pour la

plupart

Laisse-les croire que j’irai nul part, crapeau devenu prince nique sa mère mon

nénuphare

I stay untouchable when I roll up

Just wideet open and I ain’t gone high

Raised in the streets, Dakar to New York

'Cause that’s how many niggas lose their lives

'Cause I’m a lunatic, a lunatic

The type of nigga that don’t let be fried

I’m telling you now, it ain’t nothing to load up

And blast you monkass bright daylight, yeah

2000 enfin libre, haut de seine mon équilibre

La main sur le coeur mon l’autre sur le calibre

Mauvais oeil sera un classique

Lunatic 9.2 I le nom de ma clique

Disque d’or en indé (indépendant) premier à l’faire

Je ne suis pas chevalier car il fallait mettre l’genoux à terre

La street ne nous lache pas, Skyrock ect ne nous passe pas

Ils veulent qu’on change nos propos, allez casse — toi!

J’ai grosse voiture, grosse biatch, écran plasma

J’ai argent clean, argent sale

Ils veulent nous boycotte, nous détruire, mais j’ai la mental

J’pense à quitter la france (anglais…)

J’prends la route, meme si la mal chance me heurte

Toujours avec le crime je flirt, réincarcéré pour tentative de meurtre!

I stay untouchable when I roll up

Just wideet open and I ain’t gone high

Raised in the streets, Dakar to New York

'Cause that’s how many niggas lose their lives

'Cause I’m a lunatic, a lunatic

The type of nigga that don’t let be fried

I’m telling you now, it ain’t nothing to load up

And blast you monkass bright daylight, yeah

Je reressors de taule, j’ai eu chaud au cul, yan Lebrasse a mon big-up

J’ai un gros S sur mon tee-shirt, pour Sénégal arme de l’est dans mon pick-up

Mon label me préoccupe, sombre avenir, rat des villes j’quitte le navire!

Autant de vice qu’un mec du, j’ai le short de hulk, la force de luc

Seule je dois mener ma lutte, j’ai hache de guerre viens pas perquisitionner ma

hûtte

Pont de sèvre est la ruche, si le ghetto a une queue c’est pour que

l’commissaire la suce

Il est temps que j’fasse du gros biff, en provisoire il est temps que j’fasse

des modifs

J’suis dans ma sens moi dans ta cage thoracique Tallac’s record

I stay untouchable when I roll up

Just wideet open and I ain’t gone high

Raised in the streets, Dakar to New York

'Cause that’s how many niggas lose their lives

'Cause I’m a lunatic, a lunatic

The type of nigga that don’t let be fried

I’m telling you now, it ain’t nothing to load up

And blast you monkass bright daylight, yeah

Aug 18, 98 b2oba locked-up in 78, lunatic since birth

A.L.I you have my deepest appreciation

Live in war die in peace, I write my punches in the youth cell

building B

I do push-ups like at the legion, 30 months firm in the chicos I'm at the

hebs like home

Sentenced for aggravated theft, first album of the F. F, Arsenik helps me scratch

A few reports, a little mitard, I would sell father and mother for pairs of

boob

I miss the zoo I will know later who is who, everyone forgot me for the

mostly

Let them think I'm going nowhere, toad turned prince, fuck his mother my

water lily

I stay untouchable when I roll up

Just wide and open and I ain't gone high

Raised in the streets, Dakar to New York

'Cause that's how many niggas lose their lives

'Cause I'm a lunatic, a lunatic

The type of nigga that don't let be fried

I'm telling you now, it ain't nothing to load up

And blast you monkass bright daylight, yeah

2000 finally free, top of the seine my balance

Hand on heart my other on the caliber

Evil eye will be a classic

Lunatic 9.2 I the name of my clique

Gold record in indie (independent) first to do so

I'm not a knight because you had to get down on your knees

The street don't let us go, Skyrock ect don't pass us

They want us to change our words, go fuck yourself!

I have big car, big bitch, plasma screen

I have clean money, dirty money

They want to boycott us, destroy us, but I have the mind

I'm thinking of leaving France (English…)

I take the road, even if bad luck strikes me

Always with the crime I flirt, reincarcerated for attempted murder!

I stay untouchable when I roll up

Just wide and open and I ain't gone high

Raised in the streets, Dakar to New York

'Cause that's how many niggas lose their lives

'Cause I'm a lunatic, a lunatic

The type of nigga that don't let be fried

I'm telling you now, it ain't nothing to load up

And blast you monkass bright daylight, yeah

I come out of jail, my ass was hot, yan Lebrasse has my big-up

Got a big S on my t-shirt, for Senegal weapon of the east in my pickup

My label worries me, dark future, city rat I'm leaving the ship!

As much vice as a dude, got hulk shorts, luc strength

Alone I must lead my fight, I have a hatchet, don't come and search my

hut

Pont de Sèvre is the beehive, if the ghetto has a tail it's for

the commissioner sucks her off

It's time for me to make big money, temporarily it's time for me to make

modifications

I'm in my sense me in your rib cage Tallac's record

I stay untouchable when I roll up

Just wide and open and I ain't gone high

Raised in the streets, Dakar to New York

'Cause that's how many niggas lose their lives

'Cause I'm a lunatic, a lunatic

The type of nigga that don't let be fried

I'm telling you now, it ain't nothing to load up

And blast you monkass bright daylight, yeah