Take what you have to take, get out of here
There are a million reasons to pull out a uzi
While I sing, a guy is preparing his suicide
At my place, there's no electricity, how to blow a fuse?
At my place, there's no electricity, how to blow a fuse?
Ooh oooh oooh

When the street grabs you, the past tracks you
When you talk about cops, you see the baton
This pregnant woman is in search of crack
She'll get her crack in exchange for cash
She'll get her crack in exchange for cash
We pass around invisible bullets
When you go to jail, the ghost pays a visit
You're under the spotlight
You just want it to shine
But you're dead in the movie, your name is Sabri
Today you dare to call me family
But I recognized your voice during the home-jacking
We all have a million reasons to pull out the uzi
We all have a million reasons to pull out the uzi
We all have a million reasons to pull out the uzi

Take what you have to take, get out of here
There are a million reasons to pull out a uzi
While I sing, a guy is preparing his suicide
At my place, there's no electricity, how to blow a fuse?
At my place, there's no electricity, how to blow a fuse?
Ooh oooh oooh

Fortunately, God forgives us (Allahu a3lem)
Otherwise, paradise would be empty, I'd have to join all those pigs
No, I wasn't born for this, I know I'm not the holiest
But I know that by doing harm
I did good and few people know that
Sawed-off shotgun, eyes the color of money
For everything you stole from me, you'll dance the YMCA
Don't care, if and only if you can bend steel
You can snitch on us or try to screw us, for now it's mined
Economics degree? No, do I save? Yes
How many lives? One. And cannabis? Eeeeuh
Uzi uzi, to hurt you, only death can disarm us
Sexion d'Assaut in your building, you need to call the army
Can you stop me from cher-mar? The dogs are free to run
Even Sena, they say the wall has Ayrton Senna's face
They make me eat dirt, I regurgitate only roses
I won't bend, the chair is electric
But I don't care, I sit down

Take what you have to take, get out of here
There are a million reasons to pull out a uzi
While I sing, a guy is preparing his suicide
At my place, there's no electricity, how to blow a fuse?
At my place, there's no electricity, how to blow a fuse?
Ooh oooh oooh

(JR O Crom, Sexion d'Assaut)
Right now I'm in a dark mood
I write, I fill pages
Every night, like my buddies, bro, I wreck my esophagus
Here come the masked vigilantes but without the capes
Good work signed V-E-N-D-E-2T-A
I'm on time according to me, but I have a slight handicap
Virulent, trash, toxic (more devastating and more cap?)
Yes, I drank to the black hole
Drank like a madman
Inflicting inexplicable pains on my body
Every night it's the same, we do the remake of the night before
We spend, break bottles, we fly, even without kerosene
We clash, joke about someone, more than four on a joint
Waiting for the money to fall from the sky, we have more to do, we are
Like on the hot seat, exhausted, meaning it's only
The beginning of the problems, that worries hollow our cheeks
Hurry to go hang out, deal, try to make a buck
Determined, even if it means shining alone with Iblis at the top
Bro, we know how to hustle
Selling unrefined weed, we know that
(Money, money, money)
Some see it as a remedy
We put down your stuff even if the cops are 100 meters away

Take what you have to take, get out of here
There are a million reasons to pull out a uzi
While I sing, a guy is preparing his suicide
At my place, there's no electricity, how to blow a fuse?
At my place, there's no electricity, how to blow a fuse?
Ooh oooh oooh

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