I did all this for the
Kid I might have, check

I hesitate to deliver everything on notes
Of piano that brush the drill fuck off
I'm not a poet but
A child of the trap
I don't want your red carpet
Triple the sum
I don't want your red carpet
Triple the sum
You have to live it to understand it
They want to block my exit like
That of the Sale on the ring road
We end up in Bourges direction Stuttgart
Pass through the Lower Rhine
Big you won't have neither twenty nor twenty-five
Pass me the godfather
Go queue with your
Buddies who dream of screwing me
Take your grudge patiently but hide it
If I pass in a Golf dedication to no one
You had to be there, by the way
Especially if the BAC passes in a Passat
We terrace head in the business
I don't even look at passers-by anymore
I see this dad with his kid
Mixed race color and it's more
Beautiful than the sky
I put too much soul for
This to be just sound
Hey brother it's art
It's not just dirty
I threw away the bottle corpses
That littered the ground
Hey brother it's art
It's not just dirty
A raw lightning bolt just split the sky
I had a dream I believed in it strong enough
To try to live off it
This one is for the little ones who
Dream of living off it
I made a bum-al I could have
Make two books out of it
I sign, I send the masters I launch
A clothing line

I repeat: a raw lightning bolt comes
To split the sky
I had a dream I believed in it strong enough
To try to live off it
This one is for the kids who
Dream of living off it
I made a bum-al I could have
Make two books out of it
I sign, I send the masters I launch
A clothing line
But you know: "you're an
Ingrate, you're an ingrate, you're an ingrate"
Askip "Fuck off" is not Russian

I hesitate between a fuck off or
A let's go but let's talk about it
There are more people in
The NBOW cemetery than in the team
Buddy, we come from Nanterre we
Don't come out of Descartes
I tell you more than these crazy
Free neighborhoods
Belek to the fire-meu who create the problem
At twenty-two I had a plan elaborated
Between my fifteen-twenty years
Twenty-four I write a little faster
My fifteen-twenty pages
Buddy, just yesterday I had
Barely fifteen-twenty bucks
And since I have no one to talk to
I have to deliver
PDP, so visceral that I didn't
Need to read it again
Damn it's easier if
I shed a tear
As soon as I'm fucked up in Paris
I'm going south
Bitch when I'm drunk I write
Your blaze in the sand
As soon as I'm fucked up in Paris
I'm going south
Hey bitch when I'm drunk I write
Your blaze in the sand
Two-zero-two-one I enter the game with
My balls, my pen
My own placements I barely emerge
They already behave like dogs
Damn, I can't imagine the platinum
Hey kho if you don't want
That I smoke you don't hold out the stick
Look what I did with five thousand
Imagine what I can do with fifty
NRP on Paname for my twenty-five years
Yeah I know, twenty-four years

It's weird you put more
Coke in your Captain's glass
You can't imagine all that
Hide the headliners

You can put all your
Heart to fuck me
I'm paid to fuck them but I could have
Do it just for pleasure
NBOW how many traitors are left
In the team?
Today I answer neither messages
Nor calls it's Sunday it's blessed
I throw the beret in the bag
Otherwise they will bless me
They will fuck up, I don't know anymore
I transferred all the young book
On the current account
This weekend's showcase buddy
It's the bare minimum
Stopping the ques-Jac is getting
On the road of an Aston launched at 220
On the ring road baby it's not worth it
That you shed tears
If you look well you will find
Love in these verses there
It's not just hate that I poured
The Blackbird is poured

It's not just hate that I poured
I did all this for
The kid I might have
That might have

Come on let's go we don't care about the rest
I told you we'd better leave if
You want to live off this damn dream
Come on let's go we don't care about the rest
LNS, written between my fifteen-twenty
Years I had already told you
We have to leave
If you want us to live off this damn dream
But now it's dead
If I do it alone they will say "Fuck off"
Now it's strong
Come on let's go we don't care about the rest
LNS written between my fifteen-twenty years
Come on let's go we don't care about the dream
Come on let's go we don't care about the rest
If you want to live off this damn dream
If you want to live off this damn dream

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