Shars 2020 Lyrics English Translation by Al Safir
They were asking me for it
So, I pull it out, and we all stay happy
I haven’t even written it, but I already know what this is about
S H A R S, of course
With the same ones I go up to the gym, I go up on the train
With the same ones I go up on stage, I go down for paper
I come back hard, no room for a hotel
And whenever I can, Golden Boyz to the lineup
And while the wannabes are cashing in on my name
But low quality eventually breaks
Because you can tell when it’s pure and when it’s cut
Unidentified, classify me separately
I sweat, dreams or nightmares
I remember you, I lack air, I squat down
You stuck to me like a splinter
You let me fall, pushed me without a railing
You ran out of knives in the kitchen
So go ahead, the worst of my life
Being with you would have been a suicide attempt
Playing with AIDS, having you pampered
Wasting fucking time on something you didn’t feel, and I move on, girl
And I, I keep doing my thing, more and more for real
Kisses that I thought were not just company
But part of my life, but look
I’m running at 200 miles per hour, so go ahead
Without you, I haven’t even seen you again
Of course, I’ve felt again, but it hasn’t been so strong
It’s been almost two years since I wore the shackles
And I can’t find guys from Module 7 in Madrid
If it’s not the old man, tell me who vouches for me
If my brother kills someone, I show up with a shovel
Because I know that if I shoot, he picks up the bullets for me
And we go home, and nothing happened here
I have it in London, a marathon
My little brother from kickabouts in the roundabout
The sea in between, but shoulder to shoulder style
The music is going well, bro, I’ll bring you soon
With the lighter upside down, I press blackberry and rennet
I lean on the window and remember so much
And I smoke it for getting through it
And for staying the same without paying any fucking attention
What do I have to think about, if it’s already clear to me
I took the black if you want, I’ll give it to you
Let her come down for it with the excuse of being high
With the open wound from my brother’s dagger
But look, man, there are a thousand life lessons
Don’t trust your friend, don’t trust your girl
Because many deceive you, because others bail
And eleven out of ten promises are lies
In pieces like Camel, I eat ramen
Of course, I’ve written a song for you to call me
Like I played at half speed for them to beat me
And they had to send five vans to stop me
I square off with the devil, I write another painting
Winning horse sleeps far from the stable
Because to say nonsense, I better shut up
And where are you going, gangster, if they killed Pablo
They treat me differently as if I’m not the same as before
I know who I have next to me, no matter how many messages they send me
Between the good and the bad, between my two sides
I don’t know if I’m doing it right, I just know I’m doing it big
No house or bed, no money or fame
Neither your girl nor another life nor pure gold in the lair
I also know about sorrows that become dramas
So I smoke another joint, and until tomorrow