Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sound


Interface


Difficulty level


Accent



interface language

en

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie policy   |   Support   |   FAQ
1
register / login
Lyrkit

donate

5$

Lyrkit

donate

10$

Lyrkit

donate

20$

Lyrkit

And/Or support me in social. networks:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Amanda Delara

Dirhamz

 

Dirhamz

(album: Rebel - 2017)


Emergency, call the police
Pull up to the scene like everybody freeze
Putting him in handcuffs, wishing him all bad luck
Nothing that you say is ever gonna get you free
It's not like he was up for it when it went down
He was just a young star with no other plans
Took him to the station thinking it was damned
Mister policeman, I am just a man

And why all this suppression? I had no intentions
Why you losing patience with me?
Pushing out confessions
What is to confess when I'm just try'nna make a living?

[x2:]
Put on a flee, climbing the fence
Start a new life in some distant land
Back on the streets where it began
Pushing cocaine and chasing dirhamz

Down on his knees
Started to pray, only way it felt like he had a say
Big walls in the backyard, wired up in chains
With his brain working out an escape
'Cause he couldn't put a stop to it when it went down
He was just a young star when it all began
Now he's on the station, try'nna take a stand
Mister policeman, I am just a man

And why all this suppression? I had no intentions
Why you losing patience with me?
Pushing out confessions
What is to confess when I'm just try'nna make a living?

[x2:]
Put on a flee, climbing the fence
Start a new life in some distant land
Back on the streets where it began
Pushing cocaine and chasing dirhamz

[x2:]
He leaves no tracks as he puts on a flee
Now he is back to the life on the streets
Don't get attached to the dawn in the eve
Freedom ain't cheap, but it's tasting so sweet

[x2:]
Put on a flee, climbing the fence
Start a new life in some distant land
Back on the streets where it began
Pushing cocaine and chasing dirhamz

Chasing dirhamz, chasing dirhamz
Chasing dirhamz
Chasing dirhamz, chasing dirhamz
Chasing dirhamz

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?