[Infinit’ - Cigarette 2 haine Ft. Alpha Wann/ English Translation]
[Verse 1: Alpha Wann & Infinit']
Don-Don, Don Dada Music, good dose at the price you like, pur plan (ouh)
Put this before the exams like a ritual (like a ritual)
I need to leave the virtual, there's almost no time left
This flow is spiritual, that's why I should wear a turban (bou-bou-bou-boum)
I'm interrupting this program for a newsflash:
Straight off, your mother is a hoe and your Philipp Plein is fake
Brother, everything catches fire If I spit a flow
In the fucking sheepfold I unleash a wild cat
Don't be ashamed, keep your lies, strew roses at the shiznit's feets when he's passing by
I'm in that shit since Linkin Park, at the peak I'm thе king but I'm not picnicking
Sociability zero, to get closer to mе they'll try
Each to their fam and cents, I'm waiting for the dough and it's long (I'm waiting for the dough and it's long)
The same shit everywhere but what does change are the toilets
(toilets) I need pennies right now, high speed chase with the one I have to become (to become)
I'm in the studio, Internet and the Fashion Week
Don Dada, cartel, mafia, there's Don Alpha and there's Don Louis
Sharp like an ice pick, fuck the globe and fuck the atlas
We are whales, don't swim with us, you'll quickly swallow water
[Verse 2: Infinit' & Alpha Wann]
You're only receiving slaps, you're the enemy of the real G's (ouh)
While I only see numbers like an iliterate (ouh)
Spectacular, I want the Porshe parked
Regtangular bills in the square pocket
I'm litting a joint with kuch (kush), you will not take a drag, don't stay here, move (move)
This dumb bitch has nothing (nothing) in the head except when I mouth fuck her (ouh)
I'll gouge your eyes so you cannot recognize me, cut your tongue so you don't snitch
You're irritating me with your gang signs, just for that we'll tear off your phalanxes
W-2-E-D, I'm wasted, The L-A-W can be fingered
D-O-N D-A-D-A, zin I'm seing everything in 3D
Huge conexions, top brass, Vince Carter and Tracy McGrady
MVP in the All-Star Game, I pull out all the stops like Rockstar Games
Fuck the fame, I'm about the Amsterdam weed, cousin, my fire is gonna hurt you
Us, it's straight off physical violence, zero verbal threat
They all say the same thing, in the same tunes, do the same danses, in the same clothes
It's in the present that we flex, already in the past, one was flexing
My bitch transforms my dick into a beam, my team transforms the brick in powder (ouh)
I come from the type of place where no one says "furthermore"
No one, my circle is square, you, you're circle is vicious, you have to be prepared when you're on your missions
I see the future and it's delicious, I apply my vision, it looks like I have 10 eyes
I will not come for the call of peace but I'll come to call them bitch
Their brains ain't well finished, listen Phaal-Infinit', it's infinite flames (let's go)
Manage the cadence, extra wavy, extravagance Stanley Ipkiss when he wears the mask, I'm only looking for plans that bring in the max
Zin, there's more than one arrow to the string of my bow and in sights, I'm seeing your sissy body
Wait, two secondes, presto now get the fucking fuck out
Pro-independance like some kind of Corsican, your piece of the cake, we eat it by force
My left angel only thinks about the Rolls' angel