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The thing I regret the most, ah let me think

The thing I regret the most, hmm easy (hmm)
It's when I did a freestyle on a pedophile's radio
I don't trust the human being, it's too dangerous
There are even cousins who sleep with each other
I'm not misogynistic, sometimes it's her on me (sometimes it's her)
I'm not homophobic, sometimes I listen to Angèle (it happens)
I don't fit in everywhere, too bad because I have cynical words
While you love her, she gets lifted in a big Renault Scénic
I know I'll never fill the Zenith with my anti-elite rap (that's for sure)

Boycotted like Dieudonné without making an anti-Semitic joke (don't know why)
Every day I get up I say what's the problem today? (what's the problem)
Days look alike like David Luiz and Guendouzi
I'm mixed race so there are things I'm not supposed to see (yeah)
I have a vision my white ancestors whipped my black ancestors
And since we're still slaves
I don't teach my kids words, I teach them percentages (it's important)
Satan doesn't ruin their souls cost ten bucks in Saint-Denis
Even for trolling I would never have featured Bilal Hassani (never in my life)
Apart from showing off and bringing hookers on board (yeah)

You served me no purpose like Pythagoras' theorem (I swear)
So much money got you now you hesitate to be pious
Who is sure to be here tomorrow? Not even Elizabeth II
So fuck his grandmother for sharing the cake with ten
So I am my producer, my publisher and my artist (100%)
Even a guy who rapes his daughter, Hanouna would be capable of inviting him
There are things to avoid, indecisive, I even hesitate when there's no need to hesitate
Given your mother, I wouldn't want to come out of the hole you came out of
When the devil wears Prada I think the earth matches

I put these clowns in the wall like Chris Partlow
I fuck the industry she comes I tell her do more harmo
The word war in our binks you know it's more than a word
I know one day I'll be rich but maybe not more than Arnaud
I dreamed of strangling the teacher I watched him from the back of the class
I'm always in a cold mood I think I was born at the bottom of the ice
They want to train us like dogs, I understood their vice
That's why the real rap they called it niche rap
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
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