Bigflo and Oli, Busta Rhymes
I'm warning you, it's going to go fast

We don't care about studies as long as we're on Insta
We can advertise for cool products
Make money with our fingers and feet up
So for ten thousand bucks, give a bit of yourself
But take down your photo, the top doesn't interest me
Crop, look, yeah like that
We don't care about your face, show us a bit of thong
You girls get it, you're marketing products
And you guys need to be strong, well dressed, you need to be handsome
And if he talks about your sister, your mother
About your wife, you gotta send this guy to the hospital
And if you want to bang a lot of girls, you gotta lift weights
You're still a virgin at thirteen? Dude, that's a shame!
You gotta like balls, guns and blondes
Bullets and cannons and, stop!

It's going too fast
It's going too fast
It's going too fast
Girls, money, cops, yeah it's going too fast (too fast)
It's going too fast
It's going too fast
It's going too fast
So slow down, breathe, breathe
Slow down, breathe, breathe
I said slow down, breathe, breathe
Slow down, breathe
If you're having trouble keeping up, you're welcome to the team

For the little beardless ones, it's a circus
We've been playing since a verse and I'm sincere
We're creating a generation of little detestable jerks
Barely seven years old and they already want to drive a Vespa
Lost on the net they've already watched porn
And the worst part is they're not even shocked with their buddies
Because there's ass on TV, on the radio, in the newspapers
Generation if you don't have balls you don't have a job
It's shit from the youngest age
They don't listen to the wise
And the parents are happy, they don't see the mess
They don't take care of their children, they have a lot of work
And the parades go by imagining themselves in Philadelphia
To thread thin girls like fine weasels
The profile on wifi when school is over
Dreaming of the beautiful villa in Fiji like in the movies
I didn't understand anything

It's going too fast
It's going too fast
It's going too fast
Girls, money, cops, yeah it's going too fast (too fast)
It's going too fast
It's going too fast
It's going too fast
So slow down, breathe, breathe
Slow down, breathe, breathe
I said slow down, breathe, breathe
Slow down, breathe, Oli, are you ready? Let's go!

Politicians on TV debating, debate videos
Fistfights, bats and punches
In the head, blunders and bullets lost in the building
It's become commonplace and little ones begging you to stop
There's this kind of words from the balcony during the fight
For a story about drug packages and women
Everyone's losing it, they can rob you, hit you
In a cellar and ask to empty the bag for a few dollars
Everyone wants the house and the nice car
Having a blast in the Balearic Islands with their gang of friends
And in this era if you don't have thousands of bills
You're poor with empty pockets, you're humiliated, you have to climb back up
Even if it means hitting the smallest or robbing the post office, breaking the door
If there are deaths, it's not your fault
And no matter what, you're ready to do anything to take the jackpot, no no stop!

It's going too fast
It's going too fast
It's going too fast
Girls, money, cops, yeah it's going too fast (too fast)
It's going too fast
It's going too fast
It's going too fast
So slow down, breathe, breathe
Slow down, breathe, breathe
I said slow down, breathe, breathe
Slow down, breathe, Busta Rhymes!

Yo, nobody listens 'cause they don't want to follow anyone
Don't want discipline because of who's giving in
When they're really busy giving themselves to telephones
It's the kind of day we're living in
But I know the kind of world we're fighting
The kind of fire we're lighting and let me show you what you should do
Show you how to focus and show you the truth about yourself
When you're on the phone, is the phone really using you?
Everybody wants to possess
Citizens want to post money and they want to post
Even the footage of someone who's about to die
You guys are doing the most so you can brag and boast
So try to catch the ghost inside your camera phones and banana homes
I got the answer though, and the antidote
And this time I go to war, hope you planned to go
They say, "I'm glad you're back!" I tell them "cut the check
Now where are your values, and where's your self-respect?"
I got a plan for that, but yo we get up and rap
And we are, we're giving the truth you better watch your step, you better
You better know where you're going, you better know when to leave
You better know how you're going in every moment you breathe
You better prove what they're showing
Because we never mess around you know we're keeping it growing (you gotta)
And I hope you've been listening
Keep quiet 'till you hear the birds whistling
Wherever you point because the way the common man thinks
In a common state of mind is crippling
And I'm here to re-position the conditioning
Because it's had a rippling effect and it's sickening
God bless, get it right, everybody
And I hope you appreciate this kind of truth you're witnessing
And envisioning

Guys, it's good
I found the video, it doesn't even say "Bigflo & Oli, Wawad" okay
The title of the video is "SL740021"
Yes, that's it, no down there, yes that one, that one, 84 views
Listen Flo, listen Flo brother
OK
Oh no
Washed, rap is a cellar of cases it was necessary
A little, shit I messed up, pull up, pull up
Wow, awkward video, luckily there's no title.

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