Nothing to celebrate anyway, nothing to offer
Belek track

No one walks crooked, everyone in the team
Not the same values
This morning, it's the brave one who woke me up
I'm not in a good mood

Buddy, the wheel turns fast, charmed by the street
Is she a good girl or a whore?
Brother, there are too many parasites, we need to get out of here
Not to make a clip, clip, clip (and we do it well) eh

Don't worry, baby, I'm expecting the worst
In the middle of an island, we'll do somersaults
After the rain, there will be good weather
After bad luck, happiness shows its silhouette
Dodging the cops, it's a tic so fuck his mother
It's from the heart, don't tell me "thank you"
Too well known to the services, we no longer give our papers
During identity checks

No, I had nothing in my hands, my brother
Nothing to celebrate anyway, nothing to offer
Even if you want to pay in coins, we serve you
Take the crowbar, there are doors to open
I had nothing in my hands, nothing to celebrate anyway, nothing to offer
Even if you want to pay in coins, we serve you
Prepare the crowbar, there are doors to open

No, I had nothing in my hands
Nothing in my hands (nothing in my hands)
Nothing in my hands
Nothing to celebrate anyway, nothing to offer

The wolf eats the wolf, Hayes
You fuck your enemy before he fucks you
And you have to fuck the last one (fuck the last one)

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