Hey, yeah
Hey

Yeah, I need to learn to temper my anger
I live at 200%, always on the move, boosting my own
Death awaits us around the corner and life goes away like a gust of wind
I watch my moves as if I had four years of probation
No more pointless hobbies, staying static among fleeting passersby
Never sad when a cop dies
Always full on, I'm a competitor
Silver chains, gold ring, in a year I'll be driving a Porsche
If the majority is often wrong, it's because humans are followers
Make the clan surrender? Impossible like manipulating time or good decision makers
I no longer trust our own nature
Hungry guy from North Paris
I think Babylon has won, I don't feel good if I don't work hard
Self-love is the best long-term relationship
If you doubt yourself, you'll only have hell
I feel like a killer who only gets one year in prison
But I would be incapable of pulling out a gun and aiming at a bus
I don't like sentences that start with "I'm going to explain something to you"
Don't talk about rap if you're ignorant, hey, life is unfair
But like when the oppressed rise up, they're going to blame me if I insult them

I rap with my heart and my conscience
Don't blame me if I'm on the defensive, at first I don't trust
In this rap I send style in abundance
I don't need a diamond record, I live off my art, I'm already happy
In life, you have to show common sense

I'm lucky to have a legendary entourage
Pacifist but always ready to go to war
I make my supporters proud
At 20 I had already conquered the whole city
Like pimps we mac the biz
I'm inspired by Marlo not McNulty
I feel human like Hal 9000
I drank the whole bottle, I can't hold back (let's get it)

I don't know what the Lord wants
Maybe I find my happiness by freeing myself from their game
I cultivate my difference, it's not enough to be better than them
The vice we will have quickly discovered
It's too often his fault if I suffered
And that some lie six feet under
Distant regrets resurface at an extreme pace
Death instinct in human nature
I balance in vital impulses
No need to talk, I've read everything on his face
This system is just a big lie
The real will recognize the real and the bitches will get along
When we run out of oxygen you'll see humans selling it
Everything is negotiable at every corner of the city streets
Every day I have new theories
Not far from being lucrative
I suppose the Most High will judge me quickly and my pain will be sharp
Just a memory is enough for the wounds to revive

I rap with my heart and my conscience
Don't blame me if I'm on the defensive, at first I don't trust
In this rap I send style in abundance
I don't need a diamond record, I live off my art, I'm already happy
In life, you have to show common sense

I'm lucky to have a legendary entourage
At 20 I had already conquered the whole city

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