Anarchy, Memory, 19, Marseille
Calliste, 14th, 15th, oh yes

My father gave you his health, I'm here for the bill
I have his 40 years of coal in my soul
We smile or we cry funeral tears
Violent in attitude and words
Millionaire with it, it's modern art
Ass on a wall in Winter, Spring
It was rotting or eating the world shamelessly
His thoughts, his face is tarnished, your reign is coming to an end
My nights are filled with lightning
I know I'm not going to die interned
On an R1, death, I didn't count my wrongs, I put on my tracksuit
I'm on all the fields, in all the ovens, you're always on the Internet
Baby I think we're washed my weapon I no longer believe in the human
They said that man descended from the monkey that in 2000 cars would fly
I never believed in yesterday, let me believe in tomorrow
You're just a narrator, we don't feel the pressure
We won't scare father and mother, tain-pe, we won't leave the region
I got mine out of the shit, I have friends who are a little mad at me
God has kept me away from them, it hurts a little
My heart told me it's better, tired, hollow face
But there's money, so nothing disastrous
Until we lose our health, but there's nothing shameful

There are girls in the back who look at me badly
Tell me what's their problem?
Even your guy looks bad because he knows I like you
I want to know the price of this cup-pe, the price of this Rolex
Two or three times I crossed your gaze
I think you want us to fuck
I think you want us to fuck
I think you want us to fuck
Take all the tiekson son of a bitch, I keep my Himalaya
I think this cop talks to me badly because he knows I hate him
Often life has hurt me, I love it as much as I hate it

It's hard to talk to a Bout-Mar, it's hard to talk to a kid
Tell him: "Daddy took a bullet, he won't take you to school anymore"
Around me there are people who want to get out
Mothers who want to fall asleep
Before becoming dust again, we die slowly without feeling it
To have social miseries, son blows a fuse
Your father can't buy a new liver, he already has to pay for your studies
They won't say it, but in the neighborhood there's not really any glory anymore
A lot of money, very few jobs, all a bit lonely
I drink my coffee without you
I talk to my mirror, it tells me: "you've been through it"
I didn't tell him it was false
If you have happiness at any price
We had to pay the fees, it would never be too much
And then it smelled like piss where I started
We were more or less ripe
Almost sure we would grow up together
But you know how it is
I'm going around the world, you find it detestable? No
I see him as a great man
I see them as slaves, no
I know people so young, who took decades
When they come out, they won't put their tess back on
I have my seat in a 6 box
Justice has only two speeds

There are girls in the back who look at me badly
Tell me what's their problem?
Even your guy looks bad because he knows I like you
I want to know the price of this cup-pe, the price of this Rolex
Two or three times I crossed your gaze
I think you want us to fuck
I think you want us to fuck
I think you want us to fuck
Take all the tiekson son of a bitch, I keep my Himalaya
I think this cop talks to me badly because he knows I hate him
Often life has hurt me, I love it as much as I hate it.

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