Koffi Olomide - Sens inverse

Boma Nga N'Elengi

Longitima Skol

Chemin de la gloire

Novelas

À la queue leu-leu

Style Moomberg

Danger de Mort

Pharmacien

[Verse 1]
Swore down blud, you said I was more than all the roads between us
Must've switched your mindset halfway through the whole ride, still
Cos your voice just trailed off right when you passed my junction sign
Kept headin' straight and left our future way behind
Now I'm trapped between bein' vexed and the fault I just can't face
And the flashbacks are a ting even bunin' loud won't erase
And I'm stressed by the weather, still see your face when it rains down
Mate told me to travel, but the roads are hot, can't fly safe now

[Chorus]
And I rate my hometown, but it's the thick season for real
And I clocked your old girl, swear she forgot that I existed still
And it's half my bad, still I just like playin' the victim role
I'll sip this liquor 'til my mandem link up back for Christmas whole
And I'll think each night 'bout some picture of you, bruv
That I might not still have, but for real I didn't lose, love
Now you're just tire marks and one pair of trainers too
And I'm split down the middle, but that just has to do

[Verse 2]
So I thought that if I stacked some good deeds on my dark ways
That I could cancel the shadow I inherited from my Old Man's days
Nah, I ain't that funny now, 'cause I miss the way you would laugh out
Once called me "your rider," now you still don't phone me back now

[Chorus]
And I rate my hometown, but it's the thick season for real
And I clocked your old girl, swear she forgot that I existed still
And it's half my bad, still I just like playin' the victim role
I'll sip this liquor 'til my mandem link up back for Christmas whole
And I'll think each night 'bout some picture of you, bruv
That I might not still have, but for real I didn't lose, love
Now you're just tire marks and one pair of trainers too
And I'm split down the middle, but that just has to do

[Bridge]
Yeah, that just has to do
My missing half was you, true
Hope this aching's just passin' through
But I doubt it still... I doubt it

[Chorus]
And I rate my hometown, but it's the thick season for real
And I clocked your old girl, swear she forgot that I existed still
And it's half my bad, still I just like playin' the victim role
I'll sip this liquor 'til my mandem link up back for Christmas whole
And I'll think each night 'bout some picture of you, bruv
That I might not still have, but for real I didn't lose, love
Now you're just tire marks and one pair of trainers too
And I'm split down the middle, but that just has to do

[Outro]
Has to do...
Yeah... just has to do...


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