Scarface of Africa, negro the world is mine
I will go to the end of my dreams
I am an outlaw
I have hands made for gold
But they are in the mud
Feet soaked in shit
And traces on my neck
Scarface of Africa, negro the world is mine
I will go to the end of my dreams
I am an outlaw
I have hands made for gold
But they are in the mud
Feet soaked in shit
And traces on my neck

Man there is not enough space
In the cemetery for all my quails
Turn on all the headlights
The day of my funeral
If you don't have a million
You're not far from being poor
And don't play the muscleman, for
Us you're just a Chippendale
These stupid bastards
Think with their dick
A gunshot or a pussy
Change the course of their life
I was not born in the hospital
I come out of a kettle
Whispering in the visiting room
A razor in my mouth
Live and die in Dakar
I never had a choice
Work like a slave man
Eat like a king
Illicit business, dodging VAT
Jealous as a monarch
The negroes want the king's head
A nigga in airmax, I come from Ethiopia
Attracting white women
With my kinky hair
Don't be so sure of yourself
When the Ghetto Fab will come back
The MCs will shave the walls
Then we will ask for forgiveness

Scarface of Africa, negro the world is mine
I will go to the end of my dreams
I am an outlaw
I have hands made for gold
But they are in the mud
Feet soaked in shit
And traces on my neck
Scarface of Africa, negro the world is mine
I will go to the end of my dreams
I am an outlaw
I have hands made for gold
But they are in the mud
Feet soaked in shit
And traces on my neck

Who said that drugs
Was easy money
Didn't understand my life
My night atmospheres
Underground economy but not on the asphalt
Committed the worst sins
I don't ask for forgiveness and I look at my mother
Because I love her so much
She smiled and then
She cried for me
Man my soul is possessed
Gluttony and lust
Greed and pride, call the exorcist
Fuck the 35 hours, and the public service
I did it in 2 days
With Raricim at the Flea Market
Negro I have nothing to lose
But a lot to prove
And the coke around me
Is not hard to find
Give me 10 grams of coke
And I'll make you 100 grams of crack
Leave me your block for 24 hours
After that it will be Fort Knox
I don't need terror
I am relaxed
My profit is 10 euros
For each gram sold

Scarface of Africa, negro the world is mine
I will go to the end of my dreams
I am an outlaw
I have hands made for gold
But they are in the mud
Feet soaked in shit
And traces on my neck
Scarface of Africa, negro the world is mine
I will go to the end of my dreams
I am an outlaw
I have hands made for gold
But they are in the mud
Feet soaked in shit
And traces on my neck

Lots of coke around me
I live in the White House
93 doesn't pay taxes, call
Us the free zone
Every day I'm hustlin
I am the king of the dealers
Sell the dope, sell the shit
It depends on my mood
I don't have a bank account
My money is in the cellars
A Western Union mandate
Then I call the land of the brave
Dakar doesn't lower the blinds
Except for Friday prayer
Drug import-export, Universal-Vivendi
I know gangsters
(click-click) real gangsters (click-click
Boom)
Epinay-Orgemont to Bagneux-Les Tertres
Where bullets get lost
Then the angels cry
Tears fall from the sky
Another negro dies the prison universe
Negro we were never afraid
Practitioner of Omertà
Negro-negro shut your mouth walk or die
That's what the street left us
As a heritage
Statues filled with hero
D-d-d in my luggage

Scarface of Africa, negro the world is mine
I will go to the end of my dreams
I am an outlaw
I have hands made for gold
But they are in the mud
Feet soaked in shit
And traces on my neck
Scarface of Africa, negro the world is mine
I will go to the end of my dreams
I am an outlaw
I have hands made for gold
But they are in the mud
Feet soaked in shit
And traces on my neck

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