Far Away

[Intro]
It's a new life for me yeah

[Refrain]
Far away (far away)
I tell you far away (I tell you far away)
Me say far away (me say far away)
It's a new life (it's a new life)
Again, far away (again, far away)
I tell you far away (I tell you far away)
Me say far away
Original Poupa Lost, give me the mic, boom bang

[Couplet 1]
If you wanna know why it's because travel me dream
Now a kid aged of five is ready for the screen
Ready for the film, but youths get outside
I'll tell you why you've got to move, with a bad fat style
Original L.O.S.T microphone killer
Move, you have to move, you have to go get some real I say
Don't believe what you see on the medias
And all the good songs are missing on the radio
Are you ready, yo? Or your spirit is dark and narrow
I'm a pirate pon the mic, call me "Jack Sparrow"
Don't worry in my backpack, I've got no lack of arrows
Lot of barrels full of fat tracks all ready to farrow
There's no harrow, all you need is fly away
You need to follow, follow your skyway
Don't listen, don't believe, don't look
What glistens, juste live and don't be a crook

[Refrain]
Far away (far away)
I tell you far away (I tell you far away)
Me say far away (me say far away)
It's a new life (it's a new life)
Again, far away (again, far away)
I tell you far away (I tell you far away)
Me say far away
Original Poupa Lost, give me the mic, boom bang

[Couplet 2]
You need to travel, I hit my lyrics with a gavel
'Cause the devil makes of your mind a revel
I'm a rebel, I got no time for that
And pon the top yo, you know we are climbing at
Far away, my spirit is far away
All I want is live as I drive, fast on the highway, boy
Far away, my spirit is far away, yeah, yeah
So you better listen what we say
The mic we crush, you know I don't need a brush
To draw what I think and pon the sluts, we need a flush
We don't want the lush, and I am ready for the rush
Me nah stop, me nah drop, still running in this slush
Original L.O.S.T microphone killer
Move, you have to move, stop looking the mirror
Dope dealer, my finger on the trigger
I sing for the real, no bitches nor villas

[Refrain]
Far away (far away)
I tell you far away (I tell you far away)
Me say far away (me say far away)
It's a new life (it's a new life)
Again, far away (again, far away)
I tell you far away (I tell you far away)
Me say far away
Original Poupa Lost, give me the mic, boom bang