Easy Life
S.Pri Noir Lyrics


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"Je sais qu'tu fumes pas d'herbe
J'le sais très bien!
Mais j'vais t'faire planer aujourd'hui
Parce que t'as plus d'job! Et
Que t'as rien a foutre!"

J'suis pas tout seul
J'suis armé j'suis pas le seul
J'suis XXX de Amsterdam on m'attend a XXX
J'suis pas rappeur
J'suis un chasseur de primes
Le red quarter, Vitry, Mafia bling-bling
J'viens de la ville du crime
On convoite l'espèce
On rebondit sur ton crâne
Fume ce gros boule dans une vitrine
Ne compte que sur ta gueule de chien
Si tu veux la belle vie
Encore un braco sans l'or signé Abdelk'rim
J'suis trop gang, trop vrai
À la fuck you ouais, à la parisienne
Créole, Maghreb United
Moteur préparé khey une fusée aerienne
Que des hyennes sur l'autoroute du vice
En cas de galère j'braque
J'arrache le pompiste
Boom ma frappe vient d'Hollande
Les punchlines fusent dans ma
Tête même au volant

XXX Easy Life xXXX XXXX
XXX XXX
Puff puff passe la 113, Black, Niuuum
On t'a dit puff puff passe 113, Black, Niuuum
Easy Life xXXX XXXX
XXX XXX
Puff puff passe la 113, Black, Niuuum
On t'a dit puff puff passe 113, Black, Niuuum

Oh, oh, oh, oh xXX close on the coffee shop
I know, I know you XXX XXX XXX
XXX XXX xXX XXX XXX on the window
She looking for XXX XXX
Don't worried XXX XXX XXX xXX XXX XXX
XXX XXX XXX xXX XXX XXX

J'arrive dans le 20e pleins feux
J'vais peter SPri
J'attends Sadek en bas du bat'
Join de beuh 'teille de Tennessee
Wesh Ri-Ri t'as le GPS?
J'sais pas prend l'E19
J'ai le contact de deux p'tites meufs
Soin vaut mieux pas qu'il pleuve
Décoffre un join de beuh
Un join de beuh? Bah ouais
Faut qu'on fume un peu
Eh roule ton pers' j'suis pas ton père
À Meuda y'a pas de 22
Dans le fond du Coffee Shop
On claque une demi paie
Dans les yeux XXX XXX elle couchent
Dans le ventre une demi 'teille
Elle m'étonne, elle est bonne
Elle est folle, elle est douce
J'la consomme, elle est conne, elle me colle
Elle m'étouffe
Mais j'aime cette femme Marijuana Senorita
On roule sur un air de Bob Marley #Jamaïqua
C'est 113, Black, Niuuum
Dis leur que ton tos ma c'est
De la frappe 113, Black, niuuum
Et si elle est dans le coin y'a




La queue juste en bas le l'immeuble
Puff puff passe 113, Black, Niuuum

Overall Meaning

In these lyrics, S.Pri Noir is expressing his desire to make someone experience a different state of mind, even though he knows that person doesn't usually smoke marijuana. He wants to offer them an escape from their current situation, stating that they have lost their job and don't have anything to do.


He then describes himself as not just a rapper, but as a bounty hunter from Amsterdam who is expected in a certain place. He identifies with the red quarter in Vitry, symbolizing the luxurious and flashy Mafia lifestyle. He comes from a city known for its crime and coveting money. He boasts about bouncing off people's heads and smoking a large blunt in a storefront, with no one to rely on except themselves.


S.Pri Noir continues to assert his "gang" and "real" persona, adopting a "fuck you" attitude similar to the Parisians. He mentions being Creole and part of the Maghreb United, signifying his multicultural background. He compares himself to a prepared engine, a rocket flying high. He also references the "hyenas" on the "highway of vice," implying that he confronts difficulties head-on and robs gas stations in desperate situations.


The chorus repeats the phrase "puff puff pass the 113, Black, Niuuum." This phrase represents the act of smoking marijuana, referencing a renowned French rap group called 113. It's an invitation to indulge in the pleasures of life, with the repeated "puff puff pass" emphasizing the carefree and easy lifestyle S.Pri Noir promotes.


In the final verse, S.Pri Noir mentions arriving in the 20th district with full spotlights, suggesting he's a prominent figure. He plans to meet Sadek at the bottom of a building, accompanied by weed and a bottle of Tennessee whiskey. There's a playful exchange about the GPS, with a reference to the E19 highway. He talks about having the contact of two girls but advises against rain due to undisclosed reasons.


In a coffee shop, they spend half of their paycheck, and in the eyes of the girls they attract, they find comfort. He describes the girls as surprising, attractive, crazy, and either gentle or soft. He consumes them, but they also suffocate him. The love interest is metaphorically personified as "Marijuana Senorita," referencing his affection for marijuana.


The outro reiterates the repetition of "puff puff pass," emphasizing the carefree and leisurely attitude towards life. S.Pri Noir also mentions the popularity of his drug dealer, who attracts a long line of customers near his building. Overall, these lyrics reflect S.Pri Noir's desire for an easy life, enjoying the pleasures and escapes from reality that he associates with smoking marijuana.


Line by Line Meaning

Je sais qu'tu fumes pas d'herbe
I know you don't smoke weed


J'le sais très bien!
I know it very well!


Mais j'vais t'faire planer aujourd'hui
But I'm gonna make you fly today


Parce que t'as plus d'job! Et
Because you're out of a job! And


Que t'as rien a foutre!
Because you've got nothing to do!


J'suis pas tout seul
I'm not alone


J'suis armé j'suis pas le seul
I'm armed, I'm not the only one


J'suis XXX de Amsterdam on m'attend a XXX
I'm XXX from Amsterdam, they're waiting for me at XXX


J'suis pas rappeur
I'm not a rapper


J'suis un chasseur de primes
I'm a bounty hunter


Le red quarter, Vitry, Mafia bling-bling
The red quarter, Vitry, Mafia bling-bling


J'viens de la ville du crime
I come from the city of crime


On convoite l'espèce
We covet the cash


On rebondit sur ton crâne
We bounce on your head


Fume ce gros boule dans une vitrine
Smoke that big joint in a shop window


Ne compte que sur ta gueule de chien
Only rely on your dog face


Si tu veux la belle vie
If you want the good life


Encore un braco sans l'or signé Abdelk'rim
Another robbery without the gold signed Abdelk'rim


J'suis trop gang, trop vrai
I'm too gang, too real


À la fuck you ouais, à la parisienne
With the fuck you yeah, Parisian style


Créole, Maghreb United
Creole, Maghreb United


Moteur préparé khey une fusée aerienne
Engine prepared, khey, an aerial rocket


Que des hyennes sur l'autoroute du vice
Only hyenas on the vice highway


En cas de galère j'braque
In case of trouble, I rob


J'arrache le pompiste
I tear off the gas station attendant


Boom ma frappe vient d'Hollande
Boom, my hit comes from Holland


Les punchlines fusent dans ma
Punchlines fly in my


Tête même au volant
Head even while driving


XXX Easy Life xXXX XXXX
XXX Easy Life xXXX XXXX


XXX XXX
XXX XXX


Puff puff passe la 113, Black, Niuuum
Puff puff pass the 113, Black, Niuuum


On t'a dit puff puff passe 113, Black, Niuuum
We told you puff puff pass the 113, Black, Niuuum


Easy Life xXXX XXXX
Easy Life xXXX XXXX


XXX XXX
XXX XXX


Puff puff passe la 113, Black, Niuuum
Puff puff pass the 113, Black, Niuuum


On t'a dit puff puff passe 113, Black, Niuuum
We told you puff puff pass the 113, Black, Niuuum


Oh, oh, oh, oh xXX close on the coffee shop
Oh, oh, oh, oh xXX close on the coffee shop


I know, I know you XXX XXX XXX
I know, I know you XXX XXX XXX


XXX XXX xXX XXX XXX on the window
XXX XXX xXX XXX XXX on the window


She looking for XXX XXX
She's looking for XXX XXX


Don't worried XXX XXX XXX xXX XXX XXX
Don't worry XXX XXX XXX xXX XXX XXX


XXX XXX XXX xXX XXX XXX
XXX XXX XXX xXX XXX XXX


J'arrive dans le 20e pleins feux
I arrive in the 20th district, full lights


J'vais peter SPri
I'm gonna explode SPri


J'attends Sadek en bas du bat'
I'm waiting for Sadek at the bottom of the building


Join de beuh 'teille de Tennessee
Bottle of Tennessee with a joint of weed


Wesh Ri-Ri t'as le GPS?
Hey Ri-Ri, do you have the GPS?


J'sais pas prend l'E19
I don't know, take the E19


J'ai le contact de deux p'tites meufs
I have the contact of two little girls


Soin vaut mieux pas qu'il pleuve
Careful, it's better if it doesn't rain


Décoffre un join de beuh
Unload a joint of weed


Un join de beuh? Bah ouais
A joint of weed? Well, yeah


Faut qu'on fume un peu
We need to smoke a bit


Eh roule ton pers' j'suis pas ton père
Hey, roll your own, I'm not your father


À Meuda y'a pas de 22
In Meuda, there's no 22


Dans le fond du Coffee Shop
In the back of the Coffee Shop


On claque une demi paie
We spend half a paycheck


Dans les yeux XXX XXX elle couchent
In the eyes XXX XXX they sleep


Dans le ventre une demi 'teille
In the belly, half a bottle


Elle m'étonne, elle est bonne
She impresses me, she's good


Elle est folle, elle est douce
She's crazy, she's sweet


J'la consomme, elle est conne, elle me colle
I consume her, she's dumb, she clings to me


Elle m'étouffe
She suffocates me


Mais j'aime cette femme Marijuana Senorita
But I love this marijuana senorita woman


On roule sur un air de Bob Marley #Jamaïqua
We roll on a Bob Marley vibe #Jamaica


C'est 113, Black, Niuuum
It's 113, Black, Niuuum


Dis leur que ton tos ma c'est
Tell them your tos ma is


De la frappe 113, Black, niuuum
A hit 113, Black, Niuuum


Et si elle est dans le coin y'a
And if she's around, there's


La queue juste en bas le l'immeuble
The line just below the building


Puff puff passe 113, Black, Niuuum
Puff puff pass 113, Black, Niuuum




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