You see, Beendo, he's not stupid, huh
Isma, Isma, Isma
Beendo

To write, I need inspiration
To travel, I don't need a ticket
To travel, I need a spliff
I'm not the Devil, but in Prada, I'm dressed
You know, with my hands, I'm skilled, you don't choose your family, bro
Ask Nabilla's son, I rap to escape hunger, bro
I tell you I'm fine, but in truth, I'm pretending
Never satisfied like a Femen
No need to go to prison
When you're poor, you're like in a cell
When you have nothing, no one cares, when you have it, everyone cares
Number ten like Kakuta, the prod, I'm going to hit it
I didn't cheat the street but I want to leave it
I want the elastic on the kichta
Don't check from the shoulder, I don't know who you are
Maybe it's you who wants to kill me
Or maybe it's you who will pull me out of a big mess, his mother
Stubborn like Nasri Samir, but full of talent, on the field, he's having fun
To give blows, you must not be afraid to receive them
I won't say "goodbye", nor farewell
By the way, you, you'll go to hell, I say it out loud
To overtake others, I had to change lanes
It's not just trans people who can change their voice
To navigate, I had to change sails
Masturbate in secret but know that God sees you
I'm Parisian but I'm a bit from Geneva
I only see hypocrites in music, and that, I owe
To write it and transcribe it all through voice games
I don't go to class anymore, but I have duties to my family
I won't repeat it twice, no, I won't repeat it twice
I have two joints left, I'm going to break two leaves
I'm not going to offer you flowers because they are doomed to fade
I don't want our love to do the same
The shit brings out what I don't want to show
So I ended up being the one I didn't want to be, huh
You see, Beendo, he's not stupid, huh
You see, Beendo, he's not stupid, huh
I'm making profit on a plaque, huh
On the field, it's the Seleção
I touch more balls than Paquetá (Paquetá)
She's gée-char, she's a package, huh
She thought she could get me, she's not ready, huh
You see, Beendo, he's not stupid, huh
You see, Beendo, he's not stupid, huh
I'm making profit on a plaque, huh
On the field, it's the Seleção
I touch more balls than Paquetá (Paquetá)
She's gée-char, she's a package, huh
She thought she could get me, she's not ready, huh
You see, Beendo, he's not stupid, huh
You see, Beendo, he's not stupid, huh

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