RIDE FOR YOUR RIGHT

From the first day to the last day, what finally count are the mad days full of pain, the sad days full of rain, the long days with bad consciousness what you did the mad days: EXPLODE. True love is the origin of everything and all emotions, must be there, more love more pain, through music, we save certain moments stuck in our memories, bring you back, anywhere, where you're at. Many many cats forget about the rest forget about respect and forget about rap and get whack, been there and done that who said that, wasn't there, a moment that wasn't fair. May be what make you is what you make, but also what you get, what you take, what you said, what you leave and what you've left. In the moment of death you're looking back, you're looking back. Momentanément perdus Les gens et leurs voix dans la rue Finis les bras croisés, on a les poches vides mais les idées pleines Il est venu le bon temps Sans argent de voir autrement La fée clochette a buté le nain, le borgne et cendrillon Les têtards ont bien grandi Mickey s’fume un spliff au Trippi Rien ne va plus on ne veut plus que des crises de rire L’argent n’est pas un bien Tu dinero, tus mentiras, tu codicia Echa pa’lla Cada uno vale solo lo que vale Ven a gozar No,no,no,no No necesito dinero pa’ gozar…