Jeune Ras — J'regarde pas mon avenir song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "J'regarde pas mon avenir" by Jeune Ras.
Lyrics
Couplet 1:
J’pense pas à mon avenir, j’le vis
J’sais qu’il est comme un saphir poli
J’sais pas si j’peux l'écrire, j’te dis
J’sais pas si j’suis béni ou maudit
J’ai p’têtre bien les griffes de Freddy
Ou j’suis un p’tit ours comme Teddy
Sans les mains, gifle scre-di
J’te choque comme une bifle de ma te-bi /
Suisse matos, Suisse matos, l’alcool est cé-fran
Les bitchs sont cé-fran ou suisses ma grosse (x2)
Et j’vais donner ma vie au swag frais
Hip-Hop peura toutes mes fraîches
Ouais smoker dar c’est s'élever un bon coup avec mes frères
Il le faut, ces temps c’est la dèche cérébrale: Génération sms
Et j’vais donner jusqu'à mon dernier texte
Utiliser c’que j’ai dans mon cortex /
Non j’regarde pas mon avenir
Couplet 2:
La vie est une pute et j’suis son bâtard
Ouais c’est moche comme chausser des Bata
J’aurais bien préféré être Batman
J’spliff avant l’match comme Bernard Lama
Ma vie c’est une mise en abyme en peinture
J’suis un bon burger sont juste du pain dur
Mal au coeur on fonce dans un mur
J’fixe bien ma te-té avec un joint sûr /
Skunk, Jeune Ras, Pointure
Opé, Maintien, Ceinture
Dopé et sa jointure
Fuck bien la schmiture
Je sais la fin d’mon film sera forcément tragique
Pour ça qu’j’passe des heures dans l’grenier à faire des trucs magiques /
J’suis un d’ces druides: Panoramix
Je sais que si j’veux vivre longtemps
Faudra qu’j’invente un putain d’filtre
Comme elle fraîche ma miss elle tourne pas dans des films x
Mais elle écrit les scénarios ou peaufine le mix /
ENGLISH TRANSLATION (withotu rhymes)
I don’t think about my future, I’m living it
I know he is ike a polished sapphire
I don’t know if I can write him, Im sayin
I don’t know if Im blessed or damned
Maybe I have Freddy’s claw
Or Im a lil bear like Teddy
No-hands, discrete slap
I’m shockin you like I hit you with my dick /
Swiss gear, Swiss gear, Alcohol is french
Bitches are french or swiss my curvaceous (x2)
And I will give my life to the fresh swag
Hip-Hop Peura all my Fraîches (means all my fresh women)
Yeah smoke-a-thon thats gettin high with my brodas
We need it these days, Thats cerebral Stone-broke: SMS generation
And I’ll give that till my last text
Use what i have in my cortex /
No I don’t look at my futur
Life’s a bitch and Im his bastard
Yeah thats ugly like wearing some Bata
I’d rather be Batman
Im smoking before the game like Bernard Lama
My life is a «Mise-en-abyme» in painting
Im a good burger they just some hard bread
Heart pain we tear along in the wall
I fix my head with a safe joint /
Skunk, Jeune Ras, heavyweight
Ope (rational), maintain, Belt
Doped and his juncture
Well fuck the cops
I know the end of my movie will be tragic
Thats why Im spending hours in the attic makin magical things /
Im a damn druid: Panoramix
I know that if I want live for a long time I’ll have to invent a fuckin filter
How she’s fresh my girl don’t plays in x movies
But she writes screenplays or fine-tune the mix /
Lyrics translation
Couplet 1:
I'm not thinking about my future, I'm living it
I know it's like a polished Sapphire
I don't know if I can write it, I tell you
I don't know if I'm blessed or cursed
I've got Freddy's claws.
Or I'm a little bear like Teddy
Without hands, slap scre-di
I shock you like a fork of my te-bi /
Switzerland matos, Switzerland matos, alcohol is CE-fran
Bitchs are cé-fran or Swiss my fat (x2)
And I'll give my life to the fresh swag
Hip-Hop will fear all my fresh
Yeah smoker dar it's raising a good shot with my brothers
It is necessary, these times it is the brain drain: generation sms
And I'll give up my last text
Using what I have in my cortex /
No, I'm not looking to my future.
Couplet 2:
Life is a whore and I'm her bastard
Yeah, it's ugly as wearing Batas.
I wish I was Batman.
I spliff before the game as Bernard Lama
My life is an abyss in painting
I'm a good burger are just hard bread
Heartache we run into a wall
I secure my tee with a secure seal /
Skunk, Young Ras, Size
Ope, Waist, Belt
Doped and its joining
Fuck well the schmiture
I know the end of my film will necessarily be tragic
That's why I spend hours in the attic doing magic stuff. /
I am one of these Druids: Panoramix
I know if I want to live long
I'll have to invent a fucking filter.
As she fresh My miss she does not shoot in x movies
But she writes the scripts or tweaks the mix /
ENGLISH TRANSLATION (withotu rhymes)
I don't think about my future, I'm living it
I know he is ike a polished sapphire
I don't know if I can write him, Im sayin
I don't know if Im blessed or damned
Maybe I have Freddy's claw
Or Im a lil bear like Teddy
No-hands, discrete slap
I'm shockin you like I hit you with my dick /
Swiss gear, Swiss gear, Alcohol is french
Bitches are french or swiss my curvaceous (x2)
And I will give my life to the fresh swag
Hip-Hop Peura all my Fraîches (means all my fresh women)
Yeah smoke-a-thon thats gettin high with my brodas
We need it these days, Thats cerebral Stone-broke: SMS generation
And I’ll give that till my last text
Use what i have in my cortex /
No I don’t look at my futur
Life’s a bitch and Im his bastard
Yeah thats ugly like wearing some Bata
I’d rather be Batman
Im smoking before the game like Bernard Lama
My life is a «Mise-en-abyme» in painting
Im a good burger they just some hard bread
Heart pain we tear along in the wall
I fix my head with a safe joint /
Skunk, Jeune Ras, heavyweight
Ope (rational), maintain, Belt
Doped and his juncture
Well fuck the cops
I know the end of my movie will be tragic
Thats why Im spending hours in the attic makin magical things /
Im a damn druid: Panoramix
I know that if I want live for a long time I’ll have to invent a fuckin filter
How she’s fresh my girl don’t plays in x movies
But she writes screenplays or fine-tune the mix /