Philly Flingue spits this fire (well, let's go)

The level, I raise it, laid back on Haussmann Boulevard
We do things to silence those who speak ill
No one manages like my crew, popular
Like the bank, always brothers like before
If he sniffs we can't stand him, the cash, we're going to sniff it out
And for my bitch a wardrobe like Franco Ferré
Always at work we make efforts, prolo
Winter in North Face down jacket, summer in polo shorts
I flex my pecs like Van Damme, Bloodsport, Bolo
With my bro Hologram', lots of 'chicks follow us
We do it classic like a Pac solo on the sound system
The convertible, lose your head like in Sleepy Hollow
Unstable like a sticker that peels off
Lack of money makes you sin
Just give a million and I'll unscrew my horns
Hey, family, health, work, I'm into old stuff
Why do artists become bad when they become rich?
Transparent like a glass roof
I have a pair of Mizuno like Christian Vieri
I'm the one who knows how to do it best, no need to take stock
I silence the scene like a young Ronaldo at Inter Milan (real Ronaldo)
Huh, Philly Flingue back in this shit
We build the wall like in ancient China, yes yes

One for the Clios, two for the Renaults, black guy
I'm a griot, Olympic flame like at the Olympics
One for the Clios, two for the Renaults, black guy
I'm a griot, Olympic flame like at the Olympics
One for the Clios, two for the Renaults, black guy
I'm a griot, Olympic flame like at the Olympics
One for the Clios, two for the Renaults, black guy
I'm a griot, Olympic flame like at the Olympics

Hey yo bitch, I dazzle you, I'm with Doumams and Louis
I want the shares not the crumbs, I have the Palestinian scarf
I'm in the business like Nathalie, in the knit like Jacques Attali
They shot Christopher Wallace in Cali'
As an incredible rapper, I'm not safe there
I have the helm of the boat, I'm looking for my piece of the cake
I get up around 5pm, I hang out with liars (mythos my brother)
I surf on these bitches like Kelly Slater, yeah
Boy put two sugars, yeah it's Paris
It's the South, I wouldn't listen to your album, even if I was on it
Sick scientist, a heart of ice hides under the lab coat
I don't do the rap that is sung in the shower
Always the same lyrics, my team, we roll up seven deep
I haven't changed, mom still cuts my hair
Don't worry about my limits
It's been three weeks I'm in the studio, scratching lyrics
Eating Capellini, old or new school
Me, all classes, I eliminate
Phaal, underground ninja, doesn't care about the number of sales
Don Dada contraband
I'm trying to live my life, they want to tell me how to do it
Arrivederci, I escape through the air intake

One for the Clios, two for the Renaults, black guy
I'm a griot, Olympic flame like at the Olympics (Olympic flame)
One for the Clios, two for the Renaults, black guy
I'm a griot, Olympic flame like at the Olympics (Olympic flame)
One for the Clios, two for the Renaults, black guy
I'm a griot, Olympic flame like at the Olympics (Olympic flame)

Wait, wait I'm going to put on some big sound my brother
I'm going to put on some big sound

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