Ok, I'm going to give you the right dose, your rappers, I fuck them on a skewer
When I worry, I smoke the carpet, on the detector, I put a sock
I can't promise you anything anymore, I cut the heads off rattlesnakes
I don't make plans on the comet, I believe in God and his prophet
I come out of a luxury store where I had the audacity to buy myself a fur coat
I made myself beautiful for my cover
The Gucci bee or the one from the Charlotte Hornets, correct
All the locks, I pick them
Like Claude François I want Claudettes, Crystal, Ruinart, Moët
I'm going to rob you like at Colette's with my street vendors
Tears flow on your cheekbone, in Fresnes, Fleury or at Baumettes
Bazookas, rocket launchers, Jean Valjean then Cosette
Alk' fucking friend the poet, I think I'm the best to be honest

I don't want to end up in solitary, son
But just enjoy my artist's life
I can't erase my scars
So I'm going to light up a hashish spliff

I have scars, I fuck the worst actresses
You are all my sons, you are all my sons
I have scars, I fuck the worst actresses
You are all my sons, you are all my sons
You are all my bitches
You are all my sons

I feel like I'm being followed in the dark night
It's the devil and I can't do anything against him
I can't control anything anymore except the mechanism of my Swiss watch
I'm in my Royal Monceau suite, bitch you better come up right away
Even the cleaning ladies tell me that I wear the same bathrobe as-
I see them all rushing to try to destroy what I've undertaken
You still don't know how to take this, I have teeth in teushi
I put them big fles-gi, for my guys in semi who pray on Friday
We need to change our lives, t-shirt from l'Encrerie, the fans are in ffe-ki
In the white powder, you end up buried
Lower the drawbridge (levis), I'm in a terrible machine (terrible)
No one contradicts me (says), I take the forbidden directions (says)
I don't wait for someone to tell me to go work as a temp (rim)
So wish a long life (life) to all my brothers from Évry

I don't want to end up in solitary, son
But just enjoy my artist's life
I can't erase my scars
So I'm going to light up a hashish spliff

I have scars, I fuck the worst actresses
You are all my sons, you are all my sons
I have scars, I fuck the worst actresses
You are all my sons, you are all my sons
You are all my bitches
You are all my sons

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