Sitting in the neighborhood, too cold to ride
There wondering how many times death has brushed me
Some friends have made it, others are mopping floors
Others are in mental hospitals, Staghfiloullah, possessed
My audience is special, that's what I wanted
In the Viano, there's Meugi then, suddenly, it's Vianney
I know it reassures you to say that I don't rap anymore
The server is paranoid, I've been drinking Red Bull for a while
She's looking for a brutal guy, no wonder she friendzones you
I've been kicking it forever, yeah ask Fianso
From Paris to Compton, I've always paid cash
Your sales aren't taking off brother, hopefully we can hear you
Lazy people don't move but they're content to say
That if she has a "teum-teum", it will go "rom'pompompom"
You're full of muscles, akhi, but we don't care
The whale is hefty, but it eats plankton
One hundred and forty in town, the police fine me
Confiscate my license, I get it back the next day
My lawyer has no heart, my lawyer is not funny
My lawyer could defend my parents' murderers
I arrive in Hokage mode, hidden behind the steam
If there's noise, you hide the cash behind the radiator
While I'm arguing with my sister
Punishment keeps falling on the associating people
If I take French nationality
I'm afraid I'll have to agree to join the military
And to shoot at destitute, friendless javons
Homeless hidden in the south of the Equator
Playing hooky, spitting on the principal
I know the direction, just like a migratory bird
I took Guy's texts for passing words
In front of me without knowing their value
If you're looking for me, Ana Fi Dar
There's Darcy smoking shisha, sitting on the stah
She asks me questions, but she knows the answers
She wants to know what it feels like to do it with a star
Paradise has no price, you'll have to endure the pains
Don't insult the crocodile before crossing the Nile
Increasingly numerous, despite we're ending
Here, the walls are moldy, but they've put varnish on them
Give me some time brother, until I realize
That the heart is empty, empty like the Austerlitz station

If you're looking for me, Ana Fi Dar
Drop of sperm, that's the story
You're going to hurt yourself, channel yourself
I did the job, I don't realize
If you're looking for me, Ana Fi Dar
Drop of sperm, that's the story
You're going to hurt yourself, channel yourself
I did the job, I don't realize

I'm going to ask for her hand on Rue Faubourg Saint-Honoré
Lie to her and tell her that the world is sweet and colorful
Validated by the street, like the Club Dorothée
Cleanliness freak, just like the Bolloré family
I think I'm sufficiently informed about the entire human race
To tell you that things will never evolve
I'm in this thing with a bit of hindsight
A minimum of precautions
Because, inevitably, I know the end of the dream
Reforming Africa, I don't pretend to have the trick
The Dounia looks at you, she smiles at you when she sucks you
If you want a guarantee to go sign your contract
Cousin, do it in the house of Batiatus
It's been seven years that I walk on bodies
I was, I am, I will be the king of the North
No one's going to bust my balls
I warn you, bunch of bastards
Anyway, it's not possible because I have golden balls
I always feel like a Chechen facing the Russians
Know that the donkey will only move by cunning
I listen to the sound of the rain hitting the roof of the bus shelter
Gentleman holds the door just to look at your ass
Son of, I'm always at home
Man is black, I don't have too many illusions
If you die, it's life, it's engraved on the badge
It won't change anything, even if you say I'm right

If you're looking for me, Ana Fi Dar
Drop of sperm, that's the story
You're going to hurt yourself, channel yourself
I did the job, I don't realize
If you're looking for me, Ana Fi Dar
Drop of sperm, that's the story
You're going to hurt yourself, channel yourself
I did the job, I don't realize
If you're looking for me, Ana Fi Dar
Drop of sperm, that's the story
You're going to hurt yourself, channel yourself
I did the job, I don't realize
If you're looking for me, Ana Fi Dar
Drop of sperm, that's the story
You're going to hurt yourself, channel yourself
I did the job, I don't realize

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