Booba - 2Pac (English Translation) lyrics

[Intro]
Beta-Rogers-Alpha-Zebra twice-Alpha (izi life)

[Verse 1]
Life is full of surprises
Good ones, bad ones
It's more Scorcese than Tavares and Gomes
Baby, you're more Jenifer than Lopez
We f*ck b*tches that we want
None son of a b*tch f*ck us
At school, they only ask me to shut up
Just one more n*gga, IQ of Potatoe
Straight back of the class, I'm a motherf*cker
Soldier of 92izi, weapons of war
Terminator, Black and determined
I come from future naked, I'm like Schwarzenegger
Let me do my business
A roll in my mouth, glass in my hand, I cross speeds
92 V12, pirates of the street
Only we make them misery
Juvenile offender, we didn't correspond to the requirements
You come of to the left to the right, f*ck your mother
I'm right of way

[Chorus]
I have it in valves
I make money, man
My heart is black like Doumam'
Weigh as a Fulham player
Presumed guilty, former convict
Around me, it is better that your whore wear the scarf
I know Pablo... Mollah Omar
The real Mollah Omar
It's midnight on the Audemars
The chain is customized, all black
Nobody rap like me, I rap like 2Pac
[Verse 2]
No crisis in our block
With us, no monetary crisis
In memory of my brother
I'm gonna do 'em all
I’ll never see you again, I’ll never call you again at phone
Because the life is only a whore, I’m going to treat her as such
Platinum, without knowing music theory
More criminal than rapper, you drived the procession
We think of you every second
We can’t believe that you are no more in this world
They say to me, that when the time will go on, I will be fine
Dark is the team, but you enlightens heavens
In our dreams, of course, the end was better
I don’t see you nowhere, except when I close my eyes
Burglary, night-trip
Custody, shots, drugs, chasing bucks
Dressed up with all costumes, we have done the whole
To finish, hassanats, your best wealth

[Chorus]
I have it in valves
I make money, man
My heart is black like Doumam'
Weigh as a Fulham player
Presumed guilty, former convict
Around me, it is better that your whore wear the scarf
I know Pablo... Mollah Omar
The real Mollah Omar
It's midnight on the Audemars
The chain is customized, all black
Nobody rap like me, I rap like 2Pac
[Verse 3]
A warrior ring, mate, in each finger
These fags won't do anything, you always told me so
Rage in the heart, in the intestines
Boulogne-Billancourt, Sarcelles to Stains, criminal instinct
Lions of Teranga, in the opposite team I only see gnus
“Mad Max” generation, n*gga, nobody is better than us
We first met, I was childish
I’ll have the smile when the Grim Reaper will hold out to me the hand
Big balls, n*gga, my balls are hanging off
I have this, I have that: all lie
Gangsta high class, my name is not in the gang rape
Success behind success, I leave the game in a storm
And I'm not done, this is just the beginning
What you listen in my lyrics, guy, it’s only what I lived
War master, decorated as a christmas tree
I’m not any more in sh*t, except when I stick my p*nis in a whore ass
Izi life

[Outro]
Beta-Rogers-Alpha-Zebra twice-Alpha, izi soldat
See you on the other side brother