You speak like a whore's child
This life without gain has made you a bit sanguine
You hurt yourself as if it did you good
Runny nose as if it came from the breast
Parcel bombs are your gifts, go to Vuitton in Decathlon
Never anything new, nothing amazing, you call your life, it's on hold
Since in the egg, you were up for it
In front of your mirror, you have the dance steps
But you're not in it, your karma doesn't take a vacation (vacation)
You're mad at the whole world without dec' why everyone's mad at you
You're this close to the light, the cast shadows are large
These envious sons of bitches among themselves make dangerous liaisons
I take them all every day at the same time, otherwise, there's no stake
Maybe nothing's going right for you because you think I'm lucky
Damn, take control of your life, go clean your room
Alone on your path, thoughtful, your voice trembles
Look at your ruined life, imagine the next one in the fire

No trophy, no achievement, no victory, no story
No pesos, no dinar, no ship, no villa
Will fill the abyssal void, which is rampant there, neither Elvira
Nor the clouds of Critical, nor even to finalize the mix

I'm going to go high, come down in Anunnaki
It stinks of shit, angels and demons are unanimous
Slave of the industry or the Cali cartel
I'm going to go high, come down in Anunnaki
I'm going to go high, come down in Anunnaki
It stinks of shit, angels and demons are unanimous
Slave of the industry or the Cali cartel
I'm going to go high, come down in Anunnaki

You cash in all directions, for that, you're used to it
Your life is a porn movie where you're the extra
I cash in all directions, for that, I'm used to it
I was looking for my happiness everywhere, you were sitting on it

Baby, your ass could save everyone (everyone)
But I'm selfish and there's no duplicate (no)
If everything is black like these bad lungs (what?)
I stay in my bubble, I pop the cork

To all the rookies, young teenagers
Future Anunnaki on the descent
The road is long to the stars (wow)
And the higher you climb, the colder it gets
Progressive hetero, I fuck everything
It soothes me, but in the end, tell me what it solves (huh?)
I still haven't found the meaning of all this
I don't want to think, there's the chorus for that

No trophy, no achievement, no victory, no story
No pesos, no dinar, no ship, no villa
Will fill the abyssal void, which is rampant there, neither Elvira
Nor the clouds of Critical, nor even to finalize the mix

I'm going to go high, come down in Anunnaki
It stinks of shit, angels and demons are unanimous
Slave of the industry or the Cali cartel
I'm going to go high, come down in Anunnaki
I'm going to go high, come down in Anunnaki
It stinks of shit, angels and demons are unanimous
Slave of the industry or the Cali cartel
I'm going to go high, come down in Anunnaki

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