Stef Becker beatmaker
Be-Be-Be-Be-Be-Be-Be-Belleville
Yougataga
Mister You, my face

This is for the brothers from Mureaux and for the bros from Bosquets
We prefer to sell heroin than to steal things from the mosque
I want a castle for my mother, friends of Marcel Pagnol
When there's no shit, we think, we don't take Valium
Sometimes it brings back the beef that doesn't even deserve a Greek
Yeah, yeah, it's the Y, producer, author, performer
I fell and fell again, I don't care about the fallout
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I brag like Cédric Doumbé

No more red-handed, thank God we are blessed
I watch every match commented by Mohamed Henni
Al Pacino's style, Valentino jacket
We grew up fast, a bit like little Dadinho
We have to canteen for the next week
And put the good at the end of the morning
They want to spread us but they call us "the butters"
Would el hram these shmettas, I know we scare them

I'm a shark, true Moroccan, fuck the dolphin Flipper
They want to put us in the hole like the ball of a flipper
It's the state that sells tissues but it's our mothers who cry
Soon there will be buddies in Kinder surprises

The Lord created the pen so the future is predetermined
I will never leave the ship like Salim or Maddy Phili
Five years for a barrette, four months for pedophilia
What a shitty justice, I know it's not over
Soon the Legion of Honor for child rapists
And I see that we are approaching the hour
They are looking for precocious women
The devil is doing his job well, we find babies in fridges
The price of a rat is 200k, caviar and Veuve Clicquot
There are guys who have a billion and live in torment
There are orphanages that serve as a hub
They hide crazy stories from us, ask Karl Zero
Sick orgies, they are full of coke and heroin
The feds are aware, it's not just happening in the West
If you open your mouth, they will riddle you with bullets and pass it off as an accident
Shut your mouth and your eyes if you want everything to go well
Aboubakar and Rachid take more than Sebastian
Jean-Marc got a suspended sentence for touching a minor
I got twenty-four months firm for a minor offense
They took me away with my son who was barely six years old
So in my eyes, their justice deserves scissors

I'm a shark, true Moroccan, fuck the dolphin Flipper
They want to put us in the hole like the ball of a flipper
It's the state that sells tissues but it's our mothers who cry
Soon there will be buddies in Kinder surprises

I'm a shark, true Moroccan, fuck the dolphin Flipper
They want to put us in the hole like the ball of a flipper
It's the state that sells tissues but it's our mothers who cry
Soon there will be buddies in Kinder surprises

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