Bénigni Lyrics English Translation by Booba
Before, I wanted the sexiest one, now I want the one who bothers me the least
I’ve got two fingers in the socket
The other three are in her snatch, tell the staff nothing else
Seeds of bitterness that I’ve sown
Mind scrambled, I don’t know what day of the week it is anymore
I gave you my trust, to return it to me
You didn’t do it, I had to break your porcelain heart
Time puts every clown back in his circus
Time puts every king back on his throne, yeah, yeah, yeah
I hear the sirens’ song, the sound of a .45 going “Bang, bang, bang”
They camouflage their mediocrity with beats that hit
Features behind their Givenchy
I couldn’t dictate my rules to her
Tell her that life is beautiful like Roberto Benigni
Tonight, I ride alone in the city and I feel inhabited
I spat out my frustration in the smoke, disappointed but used to it
They think I’m too hard to track, that I have multiple entities
These bad reflexes that guided me, I couldn’t shake them off
Tonight, I ride alone in the city and I feel inhabited
I spat out my frustration in the smoke, disappointed but used to it
They think I’m too hard to track, that I have multiple entities
These bad reflexes that guided me, I couldn’t shake them off
I’ve never voted, there are only scumbags, smokescreens
There’s nothing worse than Man, it’s confirmed, rather dead than confined
Knowledge is a weapon but the problem is, I can’t think without my A.I. anymore
Parisian, I lose even with Lionel, I won’t dance the Mia
I hear the monitor in the corridor, in my post, there’s Mac Tyer
True to my color, the negro, which is not one anyway
Tonight I ride alone in the city, I’m fonce-dé, I’m armed
I join [?] on Belleville, I want a chick to calm me down
Later, I’ll become famous, plot twist
I cross paths with a hateful teacher at the red light, he looks at his Seat’s Fé-Fé
My mother wanted me to see a psychiatrist, I called Soprano
I kept my madness warm, my daughter in the living room plays the piano
Tonight, I ride alone in the city and I feel inhabited
I spat out my frustration in the smoke, disappointed but used to it
They think I’m too hard to track, that I have multiple entities
These bad reflexes that guided me, I couldn’t shake them off
Tonight, I ride alone in the city and I feel inhabited
I spat out my frustration in the smoke, disappointed but used to it
They think I’m too hard to track, that I have multiple entities
These bad reflexes that guided me, I couldn’t shake them off