Letra Aubepines par Biga Ranx

Yeah
Yeah man
I've been growing up
Yeah
Yeah man

Yeah man
My city is nice
Look how she's pretty
Yeah man
Look how she's pretty
Pushing on my skateboard
Pushing on my skateboard
My city is nice
Look how she's pretty
Look how she's pretty

I've been growing up in a dead end
(House on Housom ?) street was its name
Was always (dealtdead ?) till I'm sixteen
(House on Housom ?) street was its name

Yeah man


Jumping over ages
Fires and bicycles races
Screwing on
And skin chin
We were a bunch of 9 (base?)
We used to share poison and make noise
Street ball games, later night
Baseball bat and broken windows
Open window music loud
Closin eye and rocking crowd
( ?) and boredom

I've been growing up in a dead end
(House on Housom ?) street was its name
Was always (dealtdead ?) till I'm sixteen
(House on Housom ?) street was its name

I've been growing up in a dead end

(House on Housom ?) street was its name
Was always (dealtdead ?) till I'm sixteen
(House on Housom ?) street was its name

Pushin on my skateboard (?)
Yeah man
Pushin on my skateboard (?)

Yeah man

Going far from on the boredom
Going far from on the boredom

Rocking on a jammin ( ?)
? Say we rocking like beer superstar cause at tours city we go from hey
? Cause a tours city we go from


Pushin on my skateboard ( ?)
Pushin on my skateboard ( ?)

My fadda is a (?)
And my mamma she's (?)
My bradda is a farmer
He grow the best ganja
We de boys from the (?)
We know about de streets and the (?)
Sunsets ( ?)
This place is a legend ( ?)
(?)

I've been growing up in a dead end
(House on Housom ?) street was its name
Was always (dealtdead ?) till I'm sixteen
(House on Housom ?) street was its name
Was its name

I've been growing up in a dead end
Was its name
(House on Housom ?) street was its name
Was its name
I've been growing up