The fridge
I pardon the French, mon frère
I love you till the day I cardio arrest
I got you and I keep banging that on my chest
When we were kids, everything we would share
Life was so simple with no worries, no cares
We grew up together then drifted apart
The finish line we crossed was just a start We corridors,
people walking in and out of our lives
Beware of the cold draft blowing inside I
wanna scream it to your face but I don't dare
Too much pride inside over the years Pardon my verses,
pardon my wrongs
In my redemption songs,
it's the darkest just before dawn,
mon frère
I pardon the French, mon frère
Can we just get along, mon frère
We talk but we talk more,
mon frère I don't know you anymore,
you can hide,
mon frère
I don't know what's going on,
mon frère It was nice to meet you but I don't know where you are,
mon frère
My mouth is closed but my hands have something to say,
mon frère Something is close and in front of me,
it's a big rhyme,
mon frère
Do you really think your father makes rhymes,
mon frère?
Or do you really think money makes rhymes,
mon frère?
I don't know where the girls are from but I prove it,
mon frère I don't know how to work but I'm a man of my word,
mon frère I don't know where you are,
you're a kid,
mon frère I don't know how to prove my prophecy,
mon frère
Can we just get along,
mon frère
I pardon the French,
mon frère Can we just get along,
mon frère
Can we,
we get along,
mon frère As long as love, it will shine,
mon frère
I
can't deny,
it's never so divine,
mon frère
And we
will be fine, cause love,
it will shine,
mon frère