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Vegedream – Intro (Lancelot du lac) Lyrics English Translation

Vegedream ancelot du lac Lyrics English Translation, Vegedream Intro Lyrics English Translation

Living this f**king life, I realized
That those who have heart all end up suffering
Oh, to suffer
And in general, they are the ones who suffer the most
When you give your trust, some abuse it
It’s the people you love the most who will step on you

It took me a while to figure it out
I was shirtless, uncovered
And I realized that the blade of the knife
Was in my stepbrother’s hand

It was my fault
My fault
I should have given the same energy
It was my fault
My fault
I should have given the same energy

Stop your bullshit, your bullshit proverbs
There’s no spinning wheel, there’s no karma
When I know some live their best life
Knowing full well that they hurt me
Thanks to the hypocrites (‘crites), ‘crites (‘crites)
‘crites

I’m going to stop speaking in parables
When I say your name, you will recognize yourself
You were my stepbrother, you disrespected my daronne
For nothing in the world I would talk to you again
Hey dad, I hope you’re proud of me
Today, they call me Mr. Djedje
However, at the base, the music, it was not for me
I learned to sing thanks to Kabongo DJ
Despite that, there are people who have done me good
Like Juju, I pierced the road to Braza
Juliana, do you remember when you took my hand?
When I collapsed at the bottom of your house
To you who listens to this behind bars
All my life I will remember you
They say you don’t wish death on your worst enemy
But in your grave I hope there will be magma Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

(Crying rivers)
You will cry rivers, oh
You will cry rivers
You will cry rivers, oh
You gon’ cry rivers (Cry, cry)
You gon’ cry rivers, oh (Cry, cry)
You gon’ cry rivers (Cry, cry)
You’re gonna cry rivers (Oh, cry, cry)

Me, I’m the type to talk when you have to be quiet (Must be quiet)
I had Justin Timberlake on my posters (Posters)
I grew up in the 45, I broke the boxes
You hear my voice echoing on the snare drum (Snare drum)
Warlords, it was Dymo and Dusty (Dusty)
I made a lot of money, I reinvested it
I became a monument, check if I’m lying in the middle of the Vatican
Like The Sistine Chapel

I’m going to stop speaking in parables
When I say your name, you will recognize yourself
You were my stepbrother, you disrespected my daronne
For nothing in the world I would talk to you again
Hey dad, I hope you’re proud of me
Today, they call me Mr. Djedje
However, at the base, the music, it was not for me
I learned to sing thanks to Kabongo DJ
Despite that, there are people who have done me good
Like Juju, I pierced the road to Braza
Juliana, do you remember when you took my hand?
When I collapsed at the bottom of your house
To you who listens to this behind bars
All my life I will remember you
They say you don’t wish death on your worst enemy
But in your grave I hope there will be magma Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

(Crying rivers)
You will cry rivers, oh
You will cry rivers
You will cry rivers, oh
You gon’ cry rivers (Cry, cry)
You gon’ cry rivers, oh (Cry, cry)
You gon’ cry rivers (Cry, cry)
You’re gonna cry rivers (Oh, cry, cry)

Me, I’m the type to talk when you have to be quiet (Must be quiet)
I had Justin Timberlake on my posters (Posters)
I grew up in the 45, I broke the boxes
You hear my voice echoing on the snare drum (Snare drum)
Warlords, it was Dymo and Dusty (Dusty)
I made a lot of money, I reinvested it
I became a monument, check if I’m lying in the middle of the Vatican
Like The Sistine Chapel

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