Hey, hey
Yeah hey, hey
Hey, hey
Ha, yeah

You talk, you talk but you're just looking
Idiot thinks he's Freud
Billy negotiates the turn, face tattooed like a Fulani
Hunting hurts the head, soon we go to the checkout
Don't wish me a long life, I want a beautiful death
I never retire (no)
I read Zarathustra, I wonder why I don't kill anyone (gang)
The spider in the cage like a Brazilian, like Anderson
No knives in the back but mawashi geri
Fuck a California, fuck Katy Perry
I arrive Bertrand Cantat, hornet, methodical hit
I look death in the eyes like a necrophile

In metaphysics like a Democritus
Brava solid, formation like the Thermopylae
I boil every day but I never finish
I don't listen, their stories lack a bit of panache
Young bitch, straight out of a Bram Stoker
I do a leg pass, you have heart twinges
Realistic, you call it cynical, violent symptoms, clinical disorder
I'm the antichrist in the basilica, I don't give a fuck about a Patek Philippe
If I get up I make a killing, ah
Tiger claw on the belt
Young Pablo in the painting
Descendant of the worst people

Humans are whores, I wish them, to die of lung diseases (really)
If God is not dead, my mouth, I await the wrath
Don't give me your opinion, you know nothing like a redneck

Lie in the establishment, clairvoyance, I have the talisman
Contradict the doxa, you go unnoticed like a rape in Pakistan
Lie in the establishment, clairvoyance, I have the talisman
Contradict the doxa, you go unnoticed like a rape in Pakistan
Shesh shesh shesh

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