Kodak Black devient « Haitian Scarface » dans son dernier clip. Le prolifique rappeur haitiano-américain, véritable Tony Montana à la sauce caco, prend sa revanche sur les policiers qui l’ont arrêté récemment. Suite logique de »Tears gone come »
Vendredi 22 juillet 2022 ((rezonodwes.com))–
Il semble que le rappeur Kodak Black ne va pas digérer de sitôt sa dernière arrestation. Dans son dernier single et deuxième clip-vidéo publié après l’événement, il revient sur les faits en accusant les policiers, qu’il traite de »fuckin’ assholes », d’avoir voulu à tout prix l’embarrasser et le garder derrière les barreaux.
Il se plaint d’avoir été arrêté juste parce qu’il avait en sa possession des médicaments prescrits par un médecin pour des douleurs et de l’anxiété.
Il estime avoir été injustement accusé, puisqu’on n’a rien trouvé dans son véhicule. Pas d’arme, pas de pompe
Il dénonce l’attitude des policiers qui se moquent de la douleur d’un »nigga » qui se démène pour être un bon gars.
Furieux d’être toujours considéré comme un suspect, il s’invente un nouveau personnage, une sorte de super héros vengeur, à la sauce des ancêtre cacos.
»I’m the Haitian Scarface, I keep a flag around a manchèt », rappe-t-il.
Les flics n’ont donc qu’à bien se tenir dorénavant!
Haitian Scarface Lyrics
[Intro]
You’re a bunch of fuckin’ assholes, you know why?
You don’t have the guts to be what you wanna be
You need people like me
They made people like me so you can point your fuckin’ fingers
To say that’s the bad guy (100% Juicee)
[Verse]
I’m tryna hit the road by tommorrow
I told the plug I need the thing that can swim in the water
They tryna paint a picture of a nigga like I got a problem
Cracker tryna lock the nigga up soon I touch down in Broward
Gotta take the wrap off the Maybach ’cause I don’t wanna be followed
They already know it’s me, can’t roll in peace, I ain’t tryna be bothered
I ain’t never had no daddy, I been calling Brad my father
He more to me than a lawyer, he there every time I call him
Even though he white, he give me advice I ain’t learned from the streets
I be tryna do right but the police be tryna embarrass me
Another mugshot, here they go laughing at a nigga pain
Tryna run my fans away, they slanderin’ a nigga name, fuck ’em
Been out here all my life I’m stuck in, they wanna see me kick the bucket
From all this shit I had to put up with, all that shit just made me tougher
I wan’ tell the bitch I love her, but she get too crazy
I’m second-guessing, should I let this lil’ bitch have my baby?
I’ma set up a booby trap in the traphouse, just in case they raid it
I got a lil’ monkey on my back, I’ve been taking Percocets daily
You need people like me, I shoot straight and I don’t do no fakin’
If I was on the run, would you let me duck off in your basement, huh?
I made a mistake, don’t bring up Trump
They pulled me over, they was mad as fuck
They ain’t find a pistol, ain’t find a pump, just some dog shit in the trunk
I know they wanna see me sunk, this gas I’m smoking [?]
When I ran down, Lil Peter ran, when I ran down, Lil Peter ran
I bought a house on sunrise, so I can see the sunset
I’m the one they pointin’ fingers at every time they need a suspect
I’m the Haitian Scarface, I keep a flag around a manchèt
I’ma send a nigga anlè, throw his babies in the lanmèr
And I guess I’m a drug Lord, got caught with a few pills I got a perscription for
Bitch, y’all know I got shot a few months ago
Bitch, y’all know that lil’ shit was so petty, y’all could’ve let me go
All the good that I do for the hood, the charities did in Pompano
You’ll never see a thug nigga, ex-drug dealer like me again
Gravedigger, big brain-splitter, fuckin’ a cop, I’ll leave it in
Fuck me a CEO, I love my P.O., she know I be tryin’ and shit
Sometimes feel like tryna quit, tell everybody to suck my dick
[Outro]
So say, « Good night » to the bad guy (100% Juicee)
Whore
The last time you gonna see a bad guy like this again, let me tell you
Whore
Get away from the bad guy
