Besedila: Sir Pathétik. Dans Ma Bulle.

Sometimes when I alone and I'm on the road
Souvent je suis dans ma bulle et je pense a plein de choses
I'll be thinking about my life
Ou est-ce que je vais, qu'est ce que je vais faire cause I was foll
I was trouble in sorts of juggling hearts
But to flossain't that subtle so the drama did start
Guess I tought i was smarter I would never get caught
As I'd plot to get thatsomething I could never have bought
I was a friend started poking wombs at fifteen
Then I broke some rules to make my move from pristine
To unclean then began to run scheme
Went from mams's boy to the ganster lean
But I forgotto mention mom had passed away
And my heartdid not stray it was cast away
Cause the pain that I felt it was so intense
and my games a cry for help though it don't make sense
To hurt somebody to jerk somebody that love me
I preserved the facade but inside I was ugly
Guess I dealt blows to those who didn't judge me
My apologies to these ladies who touched me

I was young dumb and filled with pain I couldn't deal with

But you knowthe deal when you're broke you're broke
As I'd siffter through the butts for a roach to smoke
So I was tempted by the fast life
Went on my wayto playing games like half life
Hit them debit cards hard, made like twenty gees a week
But by then I needed sleep that's when enemies would creep
And what's deep is that they all would appears friends
With the right amount of oressure people alway's bend
In the end I was put outof my own little show
Like George Jung or Johnny deep in that movie blow
And I was so , so close to losing my soul
Then my story I would never have told

Chu dans ma bulle , y fait noir , chu peut - etre ailleur
Ch t'avec le buzz , chu sur la route ben relaxe aux petites heures
J'travaille le nuit , j'vis dans l'meme monde que toe
chu dans ma bullepis chu seul a y aller
Y'a des choses qui resonnent, des portes qui se sont barrees
Des choses qu'y faut pas dire, mais j'veux vivre sans l'regret
y'a des idees pas clairese, des pensee pour ma mere
Des bizarre d'atmospheres , ma routes et ses miseres
des chums inoubliablesdes plaisirsagreables
Des passe en dessous d,la table , des moves indigerables
Des places a pas aller , des choses entre toe pis moe
des truc qui lousse la baute , la musique en dedans d'moe
des boyz a oublier , ma vie pis l'fun , la guit pis l'drum , la beer pis l'rhum
La tete qui resonne pis la tete su'a lune
Une vie revee avec ma belle tite brune

(Merci a SunshineLady pour cettes paroles)