The Music of Sylvan

They broke my heart, I became a machine
I am both the hunter and the target
Flag adorned with the colors of my team
Berber jewelry, platinum adornments
It's time to put their heads on spikes
I built my throne on an electric chair
Human relationships are so fragile
That it's better to give your love to a pit'
Money, we burn it, we reinvest it
I bite the plate like a biscuit
In front of my door, the police and the IRS
The best part of me is my son
Big logos on luxury clothes
To feel a bit rich (rich)
Children of the projects, of the universe
We repaint the hall, we hide the misery (the misery)

The Bloods, the Crips, the Boyz N the Hood
We put nails on the baseball bat
To make money, I got up earlier
Insomnia, I wanted to aim higher
My childhood dream was to rob a bank
We become inhuman to fill our stomachs
We buy it, we cut it, we pack it
We sell it, in position at sunrise

You put twenty-inch matte black
The sounds of pe-pom, the hallway noises
I climb to the roof of the building late
I contemplate the city like a work of art
It's not the time to get angry
The firepower of the 'Ndrangheta
On the day of my death, I'll be late

Rainy day, insomnia, water on the windows
I put on a parka, I go to work, bro, we only have one life
Rainy day, each on his own, we'll see each other up there
But for now, I'm doing the accounts
I'm doing the accounts, I'm doing the accounts

Red or black at the casino in Brussels
I spin the roulette like a hamster
In the parlor, I never played a Casper
I know hell on earth
I don't care anymore, I have nothing left to lose
As if I had crossed the sea (oh)
For one man, it's too much (too much)
I would need a brand new heart (oh)
With good, I see the value of man
With evil, I see the stupidity of Man
Around me, I see everything collapsing
We could unite and change the world

I place my forehead on the ground at dawn
Bad boy with dark stories
With secrets I'll take to my grave
My humanity is under the rubble
I don't believe in anything anymore like a conspiracist
Seeing children die made me sad
The media, the unspoken, the pyramids (pyramids)
The earth is small like a piece of hash (piece of hash)
I formed the army of shadows and men
We secured the area, it's the mafia
Alpha males with halos under their arms
In monster, I go up the avenue, we don't bring in the same income
A blade cut on my scalp, hairy chest, see you later

Rainy day, insomnia, water on the windows
I put on a parka, I go to work, bro, we only have one life
Rainy day, each on his own, we'll see each other up there
But for now, I'm doing the accounts
I'm doing the accounts, I'm doing the accounts

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