400 fucking 4
I'm coming back for revenge like MF Doom
Bang, boom
What are you showing us there?
Show us what you're showing there
Show us, show us, show us

You're showing us your gold record, but show us your percentage
I'm a kid, I'm twelve years old
Indie, I'm suddenly cageless
Why are they all followers?
My answer, you're going to love it
George Floyd is far away, there's no one left at Assa Traoré's protests
Dark anti-cheat cheat, phone full of text
I don't often get up on the right foot, I want to be ambidextrous
Are you afraid of success? But bro reassure yourself
Even if you release a double album, not all eyes will be on you
Always the insolent style, I shoot everyone in my lyrics
And if someone sends me a jab, I warn I insult the mothers
What do I care that my thoughts divide
They prefer those who entertain to those who think and say
They still want us to know things, it's a strange balance
They don't like blacks who read, prefer them to dance and drink
The big brands are the real OG's
They use ideologies to better sell their products

It's the arrival of the 4, it's the arrival of crack
I'm coming to fuck your people, like the arrival of crack
Fuck, you're fucked in what you say Billy, you're crazy in your head, you're fucked brother
It's the arrival of the 4, it's the arrival of crack
I'm coming to fuck your people, like the arrival of crack
You're going to get boycotted brother if it continues like this, watch out bro it's a bit weird

Cancel culture is just a dictatorship
The more I believe in God, the more I see their threats in miniature
As much remorse for my words in BLKKKK VAN GOGH, as Shay has written texts in her career
Weird like a friend who doesn't come to the closet to see you
Like a message that says "I'm going to be home late tonight"
White girls want to have the complexion of Arabs
Arabs want to have the asses of blacks
Black girls want to have the hair of whites
There are no rhymes, I'm really lost in all this mess
I see the world through my window like Zamdane
Before life was more beautiful like Baghdad
Straight as a scarecrow
I'm inside her, she has her feet spread out, I leave her pussy in emmental
Human race is robotized
Thinking is no longer allowed
French rap is boboized
We've been lobotomized

It's the arrival of the 4, it's the arrival of crack
I'm coming to fuck your people, like the arrival of crack
Wesh 404, you're not going to eat by telling too much truth
You have to be in the top 50, your sound has to be in rotation
You see you have to eat too bro
It's the arrival of the 4, it's the arrival of crack
I'm coming to fuck your people, like the arrival of crack

But Billy you're aware if you say things like that you're going to get boycotted by the media
It's going to be hot for you, you see the delirium?
Shut up brother

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