I Am the I Am - Bam Crawford's Purpose

قولوا لعمري يا وقلبي ما ينساكشي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي قولوا لعمري الكبدة اتقطعت بين زوج من Oran ل Marseille دلّالي من Oran ل Marseille دلّالي قولوا لعمري يا وقلبي ما ينساكشي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي قولوا لعمري ترقد وطفي الضو من وهران ل Marseille دلالي من وهران ل Marseille دلالي Les vagues s'écrasent sur les roches, fauchent, façades moches Vie de cloche poche, vie de pez fastoche Mais la poisse accroche ma face de métèque Je viens du bled, pleins de verbes dans les bagages Ca je tiens ma rage dans ma gorge La plage déserte me pousse au cafard Tu traînes dans les bars tard le soir Où les soûlards se filent au rasoir Spliff noir dans le cendar Je sombre dans le mégotrip égoïste Jette mes tripes dans la musique Mars, ma ville, un plateau Où le désert avance, un gâteau partagé à 10 Mes khos pendus à un lasso Nourri au gaz de ville, à la lumière orange Comme elle, je dérange, étranger aux pensées etrangers حتى نقول نبطل وترضى لي علي من وهران ل Marseille دلالي من وهران ل Marseille دلالي Tellement نبغيها يا نبدا نجيبها من وهران ل Marseille دلالي من Oran ل Marseille دلالي Des odeurs de couscous, de tajine, de pruneau De mafé, yassa, poisson frais Pâtes carbo les épices me collent à la peau Assise là, les pieds dans l'eau sous l'œil du tréo Ma ville s'éveille chaque matin quand les fourmis s'en vont au boulot Fragile, emporte ta faux, situation où tout le monde se marre L'économica autre comme une vieille bécane Pluries Ethnie cohabitation naturelle Les cultures, les mœurs, les couleurs dansent comme dans une aquarelle Seul le Serval dévoile la face B de la carte postale Atone cache les nuages, un cercueil passe, mauvais présage L'ennui vainqueur, sueur, peur devant les seringues de l'horreur Le noir château entré sans un mot Mars aspire au renouveau خلّوا البحَر ياكُلني ولّا زعافها من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي خلّوا البحَر ياكُلني ولّا زعافهم من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي يانا بغيت لقليبي المحنة الفاكرة من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي من وهران ل Marseille دلّالي قولوا لعمري ترقد وطفي الضو من وهران ل Marseille دلالي من وهران ل Marseille دلالي من وهران ل Marseille دلالي من وهران ل Marseille دلالي

Feeling like I'm breathing my last breath Feeling like I'm walking my last steps Look at all of these tears I've wept Look at all the promises that I've kept I put my heart into your hands Here's my soul to keep I let you in with all that I can You're not hard to reach And you've blessed me with the best gift That I've ever known You give me purpose Yeah, you've given me purpose Thinking my journey's come to an end, oh Sending out a farewell to my friends Forever peace Ask you to forgive me for my sins Oh would you please? I'm more than grateful for the time we spent My spirit's at ease I put my heart into your hands Learn the lessons you teach No matter when, wherever I am You're not hard to reach And you've given me the best gift That I've ever known You give me purpose everyday You give me purpose in every way Oh, you are my everything Oh, you are my everything

This a letter to my slimes, what's brackin' slimes? I had your back every single last fuckin' time And you know I'm the only one who's gon' die by ya And you know in Pluto I can stand side to side with ya I'm livin' every week like it's my birthday week I can be a birthday freak, Bitch I'm workin while you lurkin me I'm in the street like it's my worst week My bitch boolin', but she say she want that Birkin B My Ex was my purpose then Mama said I had no choice, but to do my muthafuckin' thing Got my shoes, I tied 'em up and made a whole 'nother lane My diamonds shinin' they glistenin' but they from Johnny fuckin' Dang You said her cat was terrific and I said the same damn thing Same damn time These bitches and these niggas wanna see a nigga dead Damn why's that, spam that shit nigga Nigga I'm dumpin" on ya bitch No Donald, I'd Trump that bitch Oh say it again, say it again Kush smell like a skunk Bitch I'm fresher than a punk Okay, now tell me how you want it (What!) You know that I got it Big booty ho from the hills I bang red like a Rocket Okay well she done been around ya I know all about her I wanna put a eight-ball in her corner pocket I just read her diary went and bought her that Mercedes (Skrrrrrt) No cop cars, she a Taurus Yeah that "T" that mean she taken She don't feel right until she play me She won't take my bread no baby And just for that I would love to keep her She keep going 'round just like an equator I introduce her to paper, Bitches the bando is vacant I bought ice just for my acre Damn, there go a super star, no shaker Ya, ay, got that pistol upon my waist line Mama said I had no choice, but to do my muthafuckin' thing Got my shoes, I tied 'em up and made a whole 'nother lane My diamonds shinin' they glistenin' but they from Johnny fuckin' Dang You said her cat was terrific and I said the same damn thing Feel the same way bout it, you feel the same way I swear I'll catch me a body, these niggas try to play You know I'm rich but ain't make you the girl in the same day You know I don't care about cheese on my head like Green Bay No way, José You like my mother fuckin' fate today I might catch her 'round the way, stray and save the day Put my dick inside her she stuck, she stuck like clay (Ya, ya)