Saian Supa Crew — Ils Étaient Une Fois song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Ils Étaient Une Fois" by Saian Supa Crew.

Lyrics

Sir Samuel: Samuel, tu rcoltes ce que tu smes
Surtout dans les relations humaines
Et t’en sais quelque chose, mme si de lui tu ne parles pas
Twenty nine december: ton fils est n, t’en pleures encore de joie.
Il tait trop jeune pour capter, pour lui la vie s’arrtais son berceau
Que pense-t-il de toi aujourd’hui?
Si toutefois il te consacre encore quelques neurones
Tu ne sais pas, tu ne doutes pas, qu’un jour il viendra frapper ta porte de chez toi
Et te demandera, que penses-tu de toi? Que fais-tu de moi?
Qu’est-ce que tu lui rpondras?
Tu lui diras qu' chaque seconde tu l’aimes
T’es bien entour pour lui, que a se passe idem
En tout cas, ton parcours, tu ne lui conseilles pas
Paix pour sa mre et lui au nom du Saan Supa.
Leeroy: Leeroy sur le mic veut gain de cause
Gueule pour plein de choses
Pose plein de proses
C’est peut tre trop demander plein d’lov
Plein de choses de vibes, poser plein d’projets, te propose peu d’choses
Mais s’exaucera pour cette cause
Ras le bol d’tre pauvre, certes il veut plein d’rles,
Faire plein d’shows mais ne fait pas trop d’poses il n’a pas peur d’tre pro,
Il a trop d’procs, bien trop d’preuves l’appui
Trop d’faux airs, si les mecs frlaient de trop prs c’putain d’trne
Aime trop le progrs, aura l’prochain trophe,
T’explosera les grosses merdes, prnera les vraies choses tte haute
Il pose des heures o les mmes n’oseraient mme pas jouer au paintball
Recto verso, l’mec drle crame les dance-halls
Sly: A 1.6 ans de cela plus de dix ans
Sur son avenir les gens taient mdisants
Clown de la classe il faisait son cin, les MCs clonaient avec classe
Tout plein d’aptitudes ternies par sa plati

Lyrics translation

Sir Samuel: Samuel, you hear what you say
Especially in human relations
And you know something about him, ma'am, if you don't talk about him.
Twenty nine december: your son is n, you're still crying with joy.
He was too young to capture, for him life stopped his cradle
What does he think of you today?
If he still devotes a few more neurons to you
You do not know, you do not doubt, that one day he will come knocking on your door from your house
And will ask you, what do you think of yourself? What are you doing with me?
What will you say to him?
You'll tell him that every second you love him
You're well around for him, what happened Ditto
In any case, your path, you do not advise him
Peace to his mother and him in the name of saan Supa.
Leeroy: Leeroy on mic wants win
Mouth for lots of things
Pose full of prose
It may be too much to ask for lots of lov
Full of vibes things, ask full of projects, offers you few things
But will come true for this cause
Ras the bowl of poor tre, certainly he wants full of rles,
Do lots of shows but does not do too many poses he is not afraid to be pro,
He has too many procs, too much evidence to support.
Too many fake tunes, if the guys were too prs freakin ' trne
Love progrs too much, will have the next trope,
You will explode the big shit, prnera the real things tte high
It sets hours when the ladies would not dare to play paintball
Double-sided, dude drle burns the dance halls
Sly: has 1.6 years of this more than ten years
On his future people were thinking
Class Clown he was doing his cin, MCs cloned with class
All full of abilities tarnished by his plati