(You have no technique, you don't have the technique)
(You have no technique, you don't have the technique) N-N-Narcos
(Stupid fool, you don't have the technique)
(You don't have the technique)

Don't mess with the family
They want to do it, they don't know the guerrilla
Your flow smells like sewers, you're surrounded by rats
And to knock you out, it doesn't take two rounds
Don't mess with the family
Or we'll make the Sangria flow
You know what? Stay down, I'll see what's up
You know what? Stay down, I'll see what's up

Bitch, stay speechless in front of Sullyvan
Stay speechless in front of Sullyvan
I have the blocked vessels of a drug addict
Benefit, I'm polite, drug addict
No missed sorry, I'm too real
If I'm sorry doll, it's for the bum-al
I have the flow of the sea without umbilical
I have the flow of my mother without umbilical
We never take Sunday breaks
If I'm disappointed, I booze and then I retry
We never take a break for fun
We do it for the cause and for the leaves
Megadose, megadose and I'm turning pale
I'm mega, mega-high, they're water level
I'm mega, megalomaniac, I make love alone
I'm mega, Megazord, they're e-robots

You don't have the technique, you don't have any technique
You don't have the technique, you don't have a lexicon
You don't have the technique, stupid fool
You don't have the technique, you don't have the technique

Obviously, I'm the best
I make her dream because I'm the best
Of all her nights I'm the watcher
Evil, I lie, I'm the best
We come out of the toilets, she adjusts her suit
Alien, I'm not just from elsewhere
We come out of the toilets, she adjusts her suit
I'm an alien, I'm not just from elsewhere

I'm lodged in her heart, I'm not just behind
If they are heavy, I'm pachydermic
I've seen beautiful ones like a night taxi
I'm ready even if you send more than emails
We're at war, for them, just crumbs
It's normal for them, we're just beasts
You should slow down, you're already a bit stupid
You don't have the level not to be focused, dude

I count as many shells, as fewer heads
I'm so far away, it looks like I'm tomorrow
Don't tell me your name, I don't care, I'm not a seer
I wash my hands in her lower back
We have to start over, I don't remember anything
I'm always happy to answer "how are you doing?"
We have to start over, I don't remember anything good
It's you, you were lost, not me who comes back

You don't have the technique, you don't have any technique
You don't have the technique, you don't have a lexicon
You don't have the technique, stupid fool
You don't have the technique, you don't have the technique

Don't mess with the family
They want to do it, they don't know the guerrilla
Your flow smells like sewers, you're surrounded by rats
And to knock you out, it doesn't take two rounds
Don't mess with the family
Or we'll make the Sangria flow
You know what? Stay down, I'll see what's up
You know what? Stay down, I'll see what's up

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