I drive at night, the life of a Parisian
I cross time with my friends
My eyes shine like two big ingots
Like the slot machines at the casino

Paris at night, very few friends
In parallel businesses we harm the economy
I take laps around the ring road to kill insomnia
I'm Walter White, I took chemistry classes
Politician, citizen, all guilty
You ate others' bread, you have to clean the table
At night I come out of the tunnel, I come out of my alley
In our place, the more beautiful a woman is, the more cruel she is
Calculate the sum of your happiness on a calculator
With sewer rats, I shared my plate
I need little, a small mattress on the floor
A working fridge, I need to go back to school

I drive at night, the life of a Parisian (drive, drive, drive)
I cross time with my friends (hey, hey, hey)
My eyes shine like two big ingots (yes, yes, yes)
Like the slot machines at the casino

I drive at night, the life of a Parisian (drive, drive, drive)
I cross time with my friends (hey, hey, hey)
My eyes shine like two big ingots (yes, yes, yes)
Like the slot machines at the casino

You talk about the state of the world, but are you?
It's hard to think of others especially when you owe money
We do the classics, you do the hits
Don't worry, respect pushes me
When it was shit, we stood up like in Turkish toilets
But these rappers full of idiocy pee sitting down
You know mine too, raised under acid rain
Hey fuck you, what do you know about our story?
To have so much hatred you must be sad
Not here to impress you, sincerity, the watchword and if we debated without getting irritated
The fire of Osiris in our irises irritates us, serial murder
And I wonder why Siri doesn't answer me about Syria
You have to realize like Syrine
From the start the dice are loaded
Nothing to polish except my shoes and the page continues to soak
Artists are becoming rare, we'll see what it will give
We devote ourselves to rap and all that it has of honorable

I drive at night, the life of a Parisian
I cross time with my friends
My eyes shine like two big ingots
Like the slot machines at the casino

I drive at night, the life of a Parisian
I cross time with my friends
My eyes shine like two big ingots
Like the slot machines at the casino

To my thug life I dedicate
I drive at night I smoke the medical
I touched the sky, touched the stars
On the microphone my fingerprints

To my thug life I dedicate
I drive at night I smoke the medical
I touched the sky, touched the stars
On the microphone my fingerprints

I drive at night, the life of a Parisian
I cross time with my friends
My eyes shine like two big ingots
Like the slot machines at the casino

I drive at night, the life of a Parisian
I cross time with my friends
My eyes shine like two big ingots
Like the slot machines at the casino

I drive at night, the life of a Parisian
I cross time with my friends
My eyes shine like two big ingots
Like the slot machines at the casino

I drive at night, the life of a Parisian
I cross time with my friends
My eyes shine like two big ingots
Like the slot machines at the casino

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