You're afraid of emptiness and being alone
Since you were little, you've been collecting resentment
And tell me, when was the last time you hit some dope
And tell me, when and why haven't you left your basement?
And the drug dealing makes you powerful
What you don't know is that your brain is powerless
No music lover's opinion and I want the habit that makes the monk
Melancholy gives you the evil and the year 2000, headache
Hey, stop, I'm placing a punctuation
The cups on the market in full fluctuation
The late ones in the high schools in full mutation
Watch them pass without imagination
Ah, bitch, ah, too many bitches, they know it
We came to do them dirty
They are weak with medical help
Tell me why you don't dress
You think you're hot under the sun of Ris-Pa
Well yes, it's false, you're playing the girl for Insta
Well yes, it's false you're playing the girl for your Snaps
I'm not sure to lift the rap but I'm sure to lift your sister
At first, I wanted to be taken for 2Pac
But people take me for Harry Potter
I take out my wand, you become my queen bitch
I take out my broom, I become a Quidditch pro
I don't know what time it is but if I don't give, it's cheating
We'll never be validated by Booba or Kaaris

And it's 47ter, we're validated by ourselves
We've been trying to succeed since sixth grade
We've been playing gangsters since we were sixteen
It's 47ter, we're validated by ourselves
We've been trying to succeed since sixth grade
We've been playing gangsters since we were sixteen
47ter, we're validated by ourselves
We've been trying to succeed since sixth grade
We've been playing gangsters since we were sixteen
It's 47ter, we're validated by ourselves
We've been trying to succeed since sixth grade
We've been playing gangsters since we were sixteen

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