#FreestyleNeckBreaking
You see the beat, how I'm killing it
When I rap, I put them in panic
I'm in a volcanic mood
I have my bag, you better not approach
I stay with the same faces from the time I had nothing in my pocket
They keep their spirits up, they hang on
I spit on the state, if necessary I'll bring down the moon for one of my loved ones
They're so angry because Jul is still around
I'm burning fires at Foch, the cop gets angry, I have to shoot him down
Tells me I'm in a hurry, I need to get my family out of poverty
Asks me where I live, but these bastards already know
I know your face, you've put many of my brothers behind bars
I'm holding the helm, your rap is gross, in rap in flip-flops or in Birks
Every time I have to set them straight, what is this circus?
A bunch of hypocrites, what am I busy with? I walk in a team
And if I hear someone's after me, sorry but I gear up
I've always carried my balls
I see a mother, I carried the groceries
I rapped, I skipped classes
And I got involved for you
I even left you tips
You don't calculate me anymore but why?
Now because of you, I carry heavy weights on my back
You recognize me, it's the one who had nothing that you criticized
And now you come, you scratch for credibility
In all tranquility, I see these little punks imitating me
I don't know who is who, they act weird, I hang out in small committee
Send the warrant to the hole
Stop playing the good leader
And if the left fist goes
It's because you're a profiteer
S1000XR if necessary it will mask up in the elevator
I can't live without sound and I'd be the happiest if the little ones make it
What's up with the sister? She's acting pretty, she's tajine
He is young and all yellow looks like he went through the machine
Original text, I'm a criminal
Each measure a bullet, the animal came out of me
Go easy on the shit you inhale
Your buddy's in court, you smoked a big joint on the way there
I didn't have one, I wasn't even minimum wage
But cool, I arrived like Smooker
You act crazy, you're going to get a black eye
I smoke too much weed, I get heart pains
I fuck everything up, it's now, yeah they have to admit it
Team Jul is expanding, they say "when is he going out?"
A friend, a whore, there's only one letter that changes
He got beaten up, supposedly it was Jackie Chan
At my place there are people who do, at your place there are people who sing
Act stupid, act stupid, then it's the parents who cry
I make sounds, I make sounds, but I stay in the hood
Small dirty press begun in the turbo-injection
The blood, I'm real they know it, I give them a lesson
I'm going to last they feel it, I have no more emotion but I have my notions
And of course I do a lot, the mac when I'm innocent
They want to approach the UFO, want to see another dimension
They're full of lies, I think about leaving
Make my mark and be known like Jacques Dessange
Here it's nice, I'm writing, I'm with uncle Maurice's brothers
Mojito, Bonito when we see blurry we want to connect with the Russians
My risk zone is knives, anti traitors anti puto
We don't hang out anymore, saying deep down, we looked like drops of water
I avoid the dirt, when I can I get hard in Cross
And this bitch thinks she's going to take two hits off my joint
She's got a mouth full of gloss
In class I was in the back, in broken dog mode
Tell the materialists I didn't wait to have my Mercedes to have class
Come on, make room, for the guys in place, in place
Fuck the police I hang out in the hood
The buddy in the sock has the weed and the blade
They talk about me but I know they envy me, these shlags
They get angry, they ramble and take ten waves
It's a joke, I'm in my corner they're looking for trouble
I live hard and cross my fingers, the day rises, the shutters I cross
Oula, oula but where are you going?
Your shit fucks up my eyes, it's a Mula imitation
Pull up, pull up robberies, thefts on the, trailer
In the game I'm the, Tornado
Like Luc' in full options mode
Avoid the low masses, he wants you? Well let it pass
She cheats on you let her break up, I'm this UFO from space
They want war I stay Peace, I don't talk need species
You whore from sucking people off it's normal you have herpes
The hours pass, the flowers grow
The brothers work, do their business
They think I need them but what do I care about their kisses
They see me kind and whole, you can be a good man without shooting
Don't listen to all these sons of we can assume our choices and get away with it
The boss wants the recipe he's paranoid 7 on 7 -7
The jobber don't do the sock-sock
Because he's worth to his mother dry-dry
I stay simple-simple
They have the seum-seum
At my place it drives the gossips crazy that's why Philip complains-complains
I avoid the pim-pom, little run makes the bread-bread
You hide and these dogs find you and I'm not talking about Milou and Tintin
Oh turkey, don't mess with me I saw you play the turkey
There was a time with our enemies you lowered your tone
Oh Caralh, Marseille is not the same anymore
Ask my hood it's not a Hubber you teach to make the ballad
Under the rain without the parasol-sol
More pecs it goes to the room
Jul he changed, Jul he moved
Askip people talk about me when I'm not there
I fuck you I'm not going to eat you
Jujujul it's dangerous
135-5, we want the recipe-recipe
In the neighborhood 7 on 7-7
Flip flop socks-socks
We keep things simple-simple

Crizeotiekmec
No friends, only acquaintances
The same ones who were there when I had no clothes and zero gas
The world belongs to those who sleep little
So I sleep little to make sounds
And why not make some money
Jujujul, Lacrizeotiekmec, Freestyle neck breaking 2
Prepare the neck braces you fuckers
Jujujul, it's coming strong, 1-3-0-0-5 registered
You fuckers

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