Mr. Belouizdad Islam, born in Hussein Dey
In Algeria, on December 16, 1987
Must serve a firm prison sentence
For a duration of 11 months
Here Mr. Belouizdad
You will have all the time
To find the necessary inspiration ahahaha

You all disgust me as much as you are
I am a jaguar of the bush, you are a zebra
I get up with a swollen face
Guard I'm going to zoom zoom zang zeh you
Stop acting hot
I'm making the soufflé, preparing the thing
I'm always at the head of the fiefdom
Fever of hatred, I want the head of the chief
I want the head of the chief at the Guillotine
We'll get shot like Guy Moquet
I put my 16 measures in the toaster
I never give liquid to the keh
Too determined tah the Neapolitans
Transaction in the funicular
Cousin you play too much yakuza
We're going to cut off your little finger
Fortunately, ridicule does not kill
You're far but don't forget where you're from
762 pierces the skin
I've widened her hole again, poor thing
Bang bang bang bang bang bang
Go fast, we're back from Amsterdam
You play the thug, I have three times your experience
You've done nothing but Instagram posts
Your honor will serve me as a mop
Because I am eloquence at its peak
Fuck his grandmother the SMPR
At this hour
I'm the one giving the moral to the shrinks
No need for your care, or your money
Your speeches are full of nonsense
No need to be drunk jack-Pepsi
Recognize that the boss
Is called Hayce Lemsi 123 I'm in 63
456 I get your miss
789 I've guer lar the cops
101112 pieces in the Thalys no
No need for a talisman
You have no money, don't lie to the mentalist
No I'm a big dick of Bériz
She grabs the curtains, I brutalize her
Haaan I'm so hungry her mother
I'm going to make you a crater
I'm a fine strategist
Before talking behind my back
Take a look at my trapezius (Ha, ha, ha, ha)
It's the others who complain but
It's me who suffers
I dipped the pen in the bottom of my wound
When I close my eyes
It's the world that opens (Ha, ha, ha, ha)
Destiny hugged me in its heavy arms
Left me in a dark corner of history
I come out and become number one
Of the heavyweights (Come on, boma yé)
There are, there are heavy weapons and corpses
In the bottom of the Ourcq canal
You look left, you look right
I'm behind you
I'm doing the bear technique
I just saw your narrow mind
I'll piss on the ruins of your empire
She's looking for a very rich Arab
The canines sharpened
She sucks my blood like a vampire
(Hashtag Twilight)
I'm almost thirty but I come with
The charisma of a hundred-year-old oak
They know what to expect
I don't want gold on the throne
I'll be content with a stone seat
Sweat, tears and chrysanthemums
It's a crisis in our cells
We write without a theme
Life is not Buddha
Dressed in Christian Dior
You realize the day when
You're doing firm prison
I just wanted my mother to be queen
I've lived in hatred for a long time
I suffered
I learned that making war on the
Whole earth, was making war
On oneself, ha!
And I don't know where my frustration comes from
I don't just want to brew, taste shellfish
My head is spinning
Because of the ultra-sounds
Little brother I would have served as an example
The street is just an ungrateful whore
The talkative deserves to have his tongue cut off
Because of him freedom costs an arm
On the spider web of the system
I see the anti-socials clustering
Too many loko born in the city
In need but how many get out?
If my heart was an inkwell
That my hand served me as a feather
I would take three drops of my
Blood to write that
Marine Le Pen is the queen of whores
(Dirty whore) the chtar is the school of crime
We come out even more marginalized
I spit my hatred, I denounce the system
Because the real mafiosi sleep at the Elysée
The city there!

6452 they stop me in Poitiers like in 732
I don't care, I've been independent since 62
Even if there's not one, I cut in two 6452
6452 6452
Eureka, yeah, oh yeah oh

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