Majestic Drama
Since I was little, I've been falling asleep under the flashing lights
The threats and the screams of the BAC, hey
My darling, I want to marry you
But your love will vary according to the price of the ring
Gucci, caramel, salted butter
I arrive with a kah made up like a murder
I rub my eyes, because I'm convinced
To have seen the grim reaper dressed like a cop
Wally-wally-wally (wally-wally-wally)
My little one, in life, no one talks to you if you don't have a euro
But if you become rich everyone talks to you
Even if you're repulsive, and don't have a neuron
My lokas make the mala until dusk
My lokos are no longer in the mood to party
A moment of lucidity in the vestibule
Eureka, ideas are jostling in my head
Eureka, ideas are jostling in my head
No one can stop me from shouting "Tahia Djaz"
I found the inspi on a jazz tune
And I vomited the truth on my pair of J's

Only gangst, in my binks, amné selhalalalala
Merco-Benz, pair of J's, fade under the bandana
New texts, in rain, flow of kalalalalala
A lap dance, in the room, before blowing up the Havana
Only gangst, in my binks, amné selhalalalala
Merco-Benz, pair of J's, fade under the bandana
New texts, in rain, flow of kalalalalala
A lap dance, in the room, before blowing up the Havana

I try to kill time, but time kills me
I want to make myself beautiful, to the ball I have boiling blood
I'm the biko, the scapegoat or the Turk's head
Milli milli, put on the hood and gloves, click boom
Lose reason, but not break water
Marginalized, always contrary to orders
And you're looking for happiness through others
Trace history through men, in my area it stings
Intravenous, we come from intramural Paname and crack whips
Appreciate my last venomous story
I stay in my nebula while you jabber for nothing
Stupid, I'm the Arab in the hold
Go tell the concu' "I arrive like a hair in the soup" (Ortiz)
I send the lasso
I bédave in the walk with my lokos from the source to Orlin's

Only gangst, in my binks, amné selhalalalala
Merco-Benz, pair of J's, fade under the bandana
New texts, in rain, flow of kalalalalala
A lap dance, in the room, before blowing up the Havana
Only gangst, in my binks, amné selhalalalala
Merco-Benz, pair of J's, fade under the bandana
New texts, in rain, flow of kalalalalala
A lap dance, in the room, before blowing up the Havana

Only gangst, in my binks
Only, only gangst, in my binks

Only gangst, in my binks, amné selhalalalala
Merco-Benz, pair of J's, fade under the bandana
New texts, in rain, flow of kalalalalala
A lap dance, in the room, before blowing up the Havana
Only gangst, in my binks, amné selhalalalala
Merco-Benz, pair of J's, fade under the bandana
New texts, in rain, flow of kalalalalala
A lap dance, in the room, before blowing up the Havana

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