A guy who messed up my DA, we're going to ruin his KDA
Stop speaking for me and pretending we know each other
A junkie with the glue stuck, eats the floor, it consoles them
Nerves connected to the console, I don't land on the right ground
For the mini-skit, you need to stock a medi-kit
If I pull up to the interview bi', I think Mehdi leaves the set
I ponder with Dee Dee's drip to pretend to be Dexter
He puts 10k in his lab, pretends to be the expert
He tells me "Sister, this is life", bish we don't care about such opinions
The lucky ones we teased are packing their bags for Tel Aviv
I've been messing up since I got the Visa, I swear on my mother's life
Brother, live your life but not in comparison to my crap
I think back to the times I told myself "this is it"
I'm going to make a hole in his thigh, as big as the one in social security (disgusting)
Kids I've tricked so much they want to take my place
Don't get false hopes, you have a hundredth of my experience
You might as well crap in front of your NT1, we won't make a difference
I feel like stabbing the guy on air, it's becoming pathological
I don't regret the era of high multiplier poses
He calls himself multi-talented, huh, he's a multi-scammer
The young ones are fans, they want to play the antagonists
Do the deeds in real life before writing them, little bastard
You do little slaloms, between us, there won't be any peace
They all get screwed by the breach, they just need to make a patch
I'm in the apartment and I move knobs like Neo in the VST
In this game, there's an elite, but it doesn't have my GSP
In express, we pass pieces at the exchange rate
There's only one fake left in the room, head in a chamber pot
I wipe my sneakers on his temple, it's like a porous carpet
The country expands, too bad for them (hey)
We won't cry in the bedroom, I tighten, there's Neo hitting the drums in the
We didn't betray you, bitch, you backstabbed me too much
We brought in a nice stack, add that to my file
A quatrain in front of the dial written like the decadent
Add gilding to the advance, I won't open it anymore from now on
We pop a pill without vital, it made me lose vital blood
You need to make the effort of two lives, it's like Slimane without Vitaa
They're a bit too watchful, on the communication I envision
Shitty seed at birth but I smile like the faceless one
I don't plan to get screwed by the contract, this bitch did the opposite
Hit (?) quickly, we have few lives like in Contra
Do you get what we're telling you, dude?
I have no accounts to sell, I have no accounts to settle

Sister, Neo, we are the founders of the new economy
You don't want to drop a bill? Fine, whatever
We'll print our own

I don't like wasting time, I don't like when the TV works
I climb too fast, I can't count the steps anymore
From birth it's a match, compete for your place, it's a match
Now, it drives you crazy but where were you when I was down
What is a friend? Just a friend?
On December 25, 2010
A forty-year-old announced on a well-known social network
That she was going to commit suicide
Her message was a cry for help
She had more than a thousand friends on this network
But no one came to her aid
The police found her dead the next day
She had overdosed on medication

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