Check
If you see me in the club it's for my own showcase
It seems nice to be with us for one night
This time they need to be hit if they turn the other cheek
Tell the officer I refuse the custody
In our place, we don't do winter sports
They will carry you in their hearts before they carry you in the coffin
We can't say our lives lacked charm, we lift you up
As fast as we bring you down
Fuck a poetic impulse, I have a fragment of a desire left
Late I blur, dude, you and I don't play the same sport
I work, I changed my step
Off, he's a nice guy but in front of the cameras he wasn't the same dude
I wasn't in a battle against you, I was fighting against the whole game, fuck off
The cques-Ja has more than one touch-car
You can look at me, but you don't touch me
The flows are all I did
There are stories on loose sheets
Punchlines on Post-its
I do business with my idols, not selfies
The drowned dead in the zeit zeitoun, the bastard who insulted my people
Take my glitter, I keep my D.A
Take my buzz, I keep my pen

Tonight, I'm drowning in packs of prod
I drink Henny, I stopped the packs of sixteen
I make money thanks to my voice, I maintain it
But this week it broke I don't know where
Friday in showcase, I don't know where
It's a luxury to say "no", and I can afford it
Life is a big waffle, sometimes it's just dark
Sometimes it's just dark
(For all the little bitches on the road)

I box with words
Arsenic, NBOW, Jacques, Wenger, Arsenal, number 22, captain
I'm going to push them back until they capitulate
Owner of the masters, holder of the capital
Fucking them is capital yes
And the stories of young J in a discreet briefcase
Take a Vuitton bag, he sees it's moving forward, he tells me "Brother let's feature"
Fuck off, I repeat it's maybe vital

I'm starting to feel a new pressure on my shoulders
The next one is the right one, I need to separate myself
I'm starting to feel a new pressure on my shoulders

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