FentaVoice English Translation Lyrics by Beny Jr
If you want to see me, just say so
My heart is ice, so let’s clear it all
I don’t want you forever, he says no
I’m right now at your window like a B-flat
I didn’t mean to bother you, but
To your German looks, I turn up the heat to 300
And you say I’m not a person, I’m just an element
And I’m not lying, everything seems slow and it’s true
Barely happy, you look me in the face
You say I’m a lament
I don’t want impressions, I don’t sing what I tell
And I’m not lying, my time I rent, and it’s slow
I feel empty
200 enemies but they all want to talk
And if it’s not a fight with Jeycob, it’s for sure about—
When I don’t see your calls because I’m in the sea
And I’m not introverted, young man, I had to mature
I know bad bosses, I know a few tough guys
I know the one who sends you, but I play it cool
I know scammers and also gunmen
Because I keep my word and I’m raised in the ghetto
Cra, cra, cra, all the guns up
Everybody on the ground
You’re set up by the diva
Cra, cra, cra, they just talk but look
If you die, it’s business, deep down it’s my fault
Come with me, I’m sorry
You tell me I’m violent
I spend time burning all the suffering
Baby, your thing makes me happy, uh
I’m not the one of the moment
And I carry it with me just in case
All my tracks taste like fento
I made a hundred thousand solo from one concert
Raytouch, fresh
When we look at each other, you and I, mark
Tell me if I should make a move, show
I’m all in, take it, party
Find me only by narma
London to Iceland
Catch it from your mouth, Jeycob sends it to you
Only with you, I feel like repeating the set
I’ve changed, I don’t walk with the crew
I ask God but He no longer listens
I never complain when I have to fight
I want my share, I don’t want too much
And I tell my mother to spend all the savings
You wouldn’t reach what I’ve been through
And if it were up to them, I’d be stuck
I don’t feel pain and I don’t know what anger is
When I feel alone, I remember my past
Come with me, I’m sorry
You tell me I’m violent
I spend time burning all the suffering
Baby, your thing makes me happy, uh
I’m not the one of the moment
And I carry it with me just in case
All my tracks taste like fento
I made a hundred thousand solo from one concert