Pass the mic
I'd like to say something to all those who run their mouth too often
I warned you that we're not playing in the same league
If I lean on you, I'm breakin' your shoulder
I got my bro next to me
Now, it's some Watch the Throne stuff
If you follow me too closely, I'm breakin' your ribs
You're out of luck, you ran into the coastguard
This evening, I'm pissing them off, so go block the subway
I got my bro next to me
Now, it's some Watch the Throne stuff

End of the Dream, end of the Dream, end of the Dream
There's a curfew on, go back home, all of you
There's a curfew on, go back home, all of you
Yeah, for years we've endured it
It's been years that we've breathed it in
This stench of piss
This stench of vice

Maire Gims is heading out, somewhere far away
If you talk shit about me, suddenly I'm a few steps away
You don't exist at all, krr, pow
Don't test me, baseball cap, shades and beard on point
I grew up on the concrete, surrounded by crocodiles
In the dark, practically a bullet with feelings
I don't know how to do anything right but I don't know any other way
Seven-Five-Double-Zero-Nine, #OttomanEmpire
We'd smoke in the halls, splitting headaches, too much smoke
All that to forget that your home is as tiny as a pill casing
Despite that, there's no solution, the cops are a few meters away
When you'll be master, I'll surely be kilometers away
We camouflage ourselves in the dark, at more than two meters we make you flinch
Fuck the hierarchy, I'm the champion of Capou
The singer your lovely wife digs, she blows all her cash in the music shop
So she can listen to some Gims in the shower

Pass the mic
I'd like to say something to all those who run their mouth too often
I warned you that we're not playing in the same league
If I lean on you, I'm breakin' your shoulder
I got my bro next to me
Now, it's some Watch the Throne stuff
If you follow me too closely, I'm breakin' your ribs
You're out of luck, you ran into the coastguard
This evening, I'm pissing them off, so go block the subway
I got my bro next to me
Now, it's some Watch the Throne stuff

End of the Dream, end of the Dream, end of the Dream
There's a curfew on, go back home, all of you
There's a curfew on, go back home, all of you
Yeah, for years we've endured it
It's been years that we've breathed it in
This stench of piss
This stench of vice

You don't ask a dead man for advice and you don't ask a blind man for directions
I live in the dark, you wanna see me? Then make a wish
I'm hard to understand, like a "hamdoullah" among the envious
It's only in January that you finally get my punchlines from last March
Bunch of morons, nothing but wide strides to go over you
I'm in the vicinity, can you feel the danger?
I'm putting blindfolds on you, you'll see that I haven't changed
I don't smoke hash, I've got 100G up in my skull
I do satirical raps on your satellite waves
And I know that it bugs you, you gotta earn your treats
Give me just five minutes, and warn everybody imitating me
Got the style, the limitless flow, my feat's worth 200 thousand euros
No swag at all, #Kamini
The hood in the 20th arrondissement, it's Hara-Kiri
The neighborhoods in the East, it's #Germania
Wanted, #ChebMami
Call me the law of gravity, I'm gonna make you fall
Fucking rap game, the salary's worse than a plumber's

Pass the mic
I'd like to say something to all those who run their mouth too often
I warned you that we're not playing in the same league
If I lean on you, I'm breakin' your shoulder
I got my bro next to me
Now, it's some Watch the Throne stuff
If you follow me too closely, I'm breakin' your ribs
You're out of luck, you ran into the coastguard
This evening, I'm pissing them off, so go block the subway
I got my bro next to me
Now, it's some Watch the Throne stuff

End of the Dream, end of the Dream, end of the Dream
There's a curfew on, go back home, all of you
There's a curfew on, go back home, all of you
Yeah, for years we've endured it
It's been years that we've breathed it in
This stench of piss
This stench of vice

Yeah
Maitre Gims
H Magnum
End of the Dream, Before Gotham City
End of the Dream
YNR, You're not Ready

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