Earborn est une chanson en Anglais
Good bye, good bye, bye-bye
Good bye, good bye, bye-bye
Good bye, good bye, bye-bye
Good bye, good bye, bye-bye
Back on my bully with my passport in hand
Fly through air in tin cans
cnd ride bullets into foreign lands
Homefolks like nope
Couldn't see dope through microscopes
Feeling threatened and provoked
Me and my true love elope
Stream it live
Give the ops something to talk about
Downunder wrecking mics while they jealous of my walkabout
It's so sad to see these grown men cry
I hope you really get a chance to truly live before you die
Small city, smaller minds
I'mma leave it all behind
Girl just dry your eyes, I'll think about you all the time
We keep it proper from the Screwface to Osaka
I'm a motherfuckin' monster
Yeah, what, what, who want it?
This for the ones that try to make you feel small
ccting like you isn't shit when they know you a boss
I see right through all the things you say or do
cnd to deny me of my props is just a reflection of the bitch in you
Good bye, good bye, bye-bye
Good bye, good bye, bye-bye
Good bye, good bye, bye-bye
Good bye, good bye, bye-bye
Remember this was just a pipe dream
I'd never reach
Now I'm overseas doing things you see in your sleep
I bet it eats you up inside and you toss and turn 'til dawn
Living rent free in your head, fantasizing ‘bout what's going on
Drunk, high, stumbling
Little baggie got you fumbling
I got three weeks of shows soon as I touch down in Dublin
We've gone global
Worldwide mogul
Sipping green tea, eating sushi in Kyoto
cnd it's a beautiful day
cs the DJs spin my shit in the Champs-Élysées
Hard act to follow
Me and Bizzy on the Coquihalla
In the Jaguar truck like, fuck tomorrow
From East Van to Halifax
Sydney to Belfast
Only thing that's on my minds is where do I go next
Promoters if you're booking you can link me direct
It's Mickey hit me back, yo, love and respect
Good bye, good bye, bye-bye
Good bye, good bye, bye-bye
Good bye, good bye, bye-bye
Good bye, good bye, bye-bye