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Loud up, ayo, right now, you're about to witness
The best rapper of France, Benjamin Epps
Ayo, Epssito, let these niggas know
It's ya boy Kiss, we outside, nigga, eh, eh

Just me parked with my hoodie sitting in the car, my bitch has her curlers
Load the gun, put it near the crack of the butt
Dude, it's war, tonight we kill your favorite rapper
The Freeze, before I send him in front of the crew
Make sure we break him first
And I know some who drink, don't hesitate to touch grannies
He won't live long enough to see his kid grow boobs
Crystals in the pipe, the crackers crack their forearms
My dope goes into the veins and into the brain, I send these niggas to sleep
And I want the triple chin like Gérard Larcher
These fuckers should kiss my hand, kiss the ground I walked on
They can't cancel me, drop me after adoring me, chew me up
My word regulates the market, my word regulates the flows
It's not the same, you see, my steel
The niggas who hustle, I respect that
I failed my driving test five times, I'm a CLIS, I'm a SEGPA
Your slut wants to fuck me but she's still not a hit
They say you become what you eat, but I'm still not a pussy
Dad thinks I'm studying, mom knows I'm messing around
I'd vote for Marion-Maréchal if she gave me mixed-race babies
In the hood, we make bets, and we swear to live with it
Who's going to die first? Jean-Marie or Elizabeth? We all know how it's going to end
Your hope has little chance
Only war can annihilate the best rapper in France
They'll find me, I spread the word, it's my function, it's regal
I put a bill on your head, like in Malian weddings
Hovering over the game, you'd think I spit with coded words
It only takes one word, and I can change Kobe into Mokobé
Don't want me to stay inside, don't want my soldiers to burst
But I don't practice withdrawal, bitch, my credit card is black
Schopenhauer, penetrate your brain, dude, I get to the neck
And what I do, they haven't seen the end of it
And they haven't seen many like me
I'm in the top five convos
And the haters who compare me to Kohndo are offside
I think they haven't seen the crew
Penguins at the front of the ship, I think your niggas haven't seen the prow
Fuck your writings, it's time they read me
I'm waiting for the shit, it's time they deliver it to me
I'm in the cauliflower at Aunt Denise's
The throne and I are just a postponed affair
Isha and I are just a postponed affair
I'm in the business of taking them and gutting them
The dice are loaded, the counters are tight
The niggas come out and only make triplets
Bitch

You got to learn, as much as you can learn
As much as that you wanna be the nicest nigga and
The sharpest sword
You gotta learn the business as much as you can learn
You gotta get the staff around you
That's for you and for the cause
And all, there's a whole bunch of things beside
The marketing, this music, and all that, that
You need to know to make you, you know, your brain move
And that's what you gotta learn

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