Yeah, Klem, listen

Hey, I want to change my life, I've been betrayed, I've been hated
I got back up, I never screwed over someone full of values
I have visions of mom, of the evening when she cries
Bruises on her body that her husband adheres to
I want to save my brothers, they are magnificent
They have something that no one has, it's magical
This is for my family and everything that surrounds me
Solidarity, there aren't too many liars
A stepfather who becomes a father who saves us from shit
Cancer ate him away, he fought for us
You can't teach us anything, go kneel down
I turned the other cheek, it wasn't joy
I'm in alcohol, and I drown every day
And I think all night to save what attracts me
If you talk we shoot, if you spit we leave, shit
Here, it's good but we didn't eat well, at the start
I went through the reports, ate the rappers
I'm alone in my world and I get lost when I think
I think of nothing when I dance, the sadness that eats me
The whore of your mother respects all your relatives
We would surely risk stripping your pockets
So this is life, thinking about death
Pain in the head, scars on the body
I can rap all my life, I have too much to say
When I recount my life, I have a little smile
When I look at our photos, I have a little memory
No one could understand me, I don't understand myself
I would like to go back to the time I was a kid
There were no bastards, we were all good friends
Go ahead send a flash, a beat and I take off
You think I'm fine, because in front of you I joke
Come back and say the same, the day I'm going to die
I want a vacation in Cannes, in fact, I want to live there
My life, it's a book, a book of fucked up that could make you paranoid
Don't come into my life, it's all black, it's not pink
Every night, I pray for the family to get by
I don't like life, no, life is too ugly
I'm full of barriers, full of anxiety
And I fully assume it, it doesn't help me to save myself
Everything I say is real, I have nothing to prove
I want the key to happiness but all this is bad
In misery and sorrow, believe me, I'm well dosed
Don't think too much about others in any case it judges
Music, it's shit everyone hits the pure
And it gives advice so go fuck your race
Go ahead, pack up your money, I'm not here for my place, I'm here because it soothes me
Damn, Klem

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