Bonjour

Quand les gens dit pas bonjour
Je me sens triste en mon cœur
Si la prochaine personne dit pas bonjour
Je vais être plus triste encore
Je vais être plus triste encore

I'm so sad again don't know whats happening
Heading down hill like stones and avalanche
Mind sipping on peaks I'm a catamaran
You gotta watch what I speak cause I'm a cat with a plan
Digging out of this trench getting back on the ground
Stop sittin on the fence start actin right now
Running on the scene coming with it clean
Bang when I arrive keep it subtle when I leave
Striving to survive with every particular I breath
Bang with all the lies in the articles I see
Gotta stay alive makes it hard without a vibe
But from the twinkle in your eye its gonna be hard to say good bye
But why oh why oh why
Cause you know a try uh uh uh ay tell me why oh why

Quand les gens dit pas bonjour
Je me sens triste en mon cœur
Si la prochaine personne dit pas bonjour
Je vais être plus triste encore
Je vais être plus triste encore

I like to strut that's how I get down
Right foot left foot right foot left foot all round town
I see suburban big homes and babies with cell phones pharmaceutical druglords
People walking their dog people praying to god kids on their skateboards
When I come to an intersection
I get asked so many questions what can I do
One time this wide eyed Texan
Asked me for my directions
What could I do? Back at home, in san Anton what would you do?
I'd take 3-broads-home
Well you can walk or don't walk walk or don't walk
These crypt walking hiphops don't got shiz on me
Nor do the kids in the street
Yeah they want pennies from money I'll give em pennies for free
Sometimes I spare them a dime that should buy em some time
But I'm back on my way
They say god bless have a real nice day

Quand les gens dit pas bonjour
Je me sens triste en mon cœur
Si la prochaine personne dit pas bonjour
Je vais être plus triste encore
Je vais être plus triste encore



Credits
Writer(s): Brendan Croskerry
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