Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead
K.E.R.C
It's the K, it's the Z
With a little bit of confidence, it's going to work (Shiruken Music)

The sun rises at the same time as my dick
Today, I'm messing around (yeah)
I talk to her to keep my drugs
She tells me "Kerchak, you're a bastard"
I make dirty money, I have worries (worries)
Money, that's all that soothes me (yeah)
I know what I'm doing, how to shock them
If it's tense, I call assassins
The bara, I know, the studio, I know
If Am' bi fara, we'll make you know
The knife, it's sturdy, it's the size of Isaak Touré
(It's the size of Isaak Touré)
It's the K, it's the Z (Kerchak, Ziak)
The guys you respect
Put it in their zen

Go in front of the hazi for the purple haze (haze, come)
Damn flocko, let go of my dick, find your own thing (find your own thing)
Even when it's square, I'm armed, everyone carries their own Devil
Baby, you would have put on underwear if you really wanted us to talk
Hotel suite, I'm at the window
I stick out my tongue, I shake my head "no"
The joint, it catches fire, I put too much niaks (I was working, you were partying)
You shouted everywhere that you were going to kill us
Wesh, you even swore the Mecca (you're crazy)
Loaded, greased, everything you need
I didn't buy it to snap with

We enter masked in the apartment (the apartment)
We take everything of value (value)
Like the cops, we break your door
Son of a bitch, I make you feel fear
Five euros more for the brothers in prison
Ten reps more for the dead brothers
Don't stream when we're dead, dead (don't stream)
When we're dead

We enter masked in the apartment (yeah)
We take everything of value (value)
Like the cops, we break your door
Son of a bitch, I make you feel fear
Five euros more for the brothers in prison
Ten reps more for the dead brothers
Don't stream when we're dead (kaboom)
When we're dead

It's us again, dude (dead, dead, dead, dead, dead)
He saw, we were gone, wesh (Z.I.A.K.E.R, C.H.A.K, boom)
Bring my money, bring

The knife is the size of Isaak, it's the size of Marge
If it's out, I'll start you
I leave a pack of leaves with each transaction (yeah)
They thank me for the approach
I enter the hood like a cat (meow)
I watch the victim, I shock her (I shock her)
Her phone leaves during the day so tonight, I'm going to shop

My sound stinks of the street and-and drugs
And my sales, they look like pop
It's me who kills her, it's your bitch
It's me who kills her while she, she plays dead
Now, I don't know where you were
When they were selling coke, wax (eh)
It can pull up at the bottom of your place
Igo, don't do anything stupid (eh)

I'm insistent, I tell you to bring my money
This time, I tell you to bring my money
The next time my guys come down
Warn your relatives, there will be deaths
I came, I saw, I came, I took
I came, I ate everything, even the dessert
We arrive in their hood, it's deserted
I cross one, I'm going to make his sister cry

You brought the milli', you brought (?)
You brought the kil', well seen
We had the zipette, we had the "boudoum" in the Clio 2, but they saw nothing
We had the MD in the Mercedes, they saw nothing either
Let us do (let)
Leave the war, it's not your thing

It's the K, it's the Z
In your ears, avalanche of violence
They've known me for less than a year
They can't keep up with the pace
Like a "you disappoint me" from mom, the truth is hard to hear
I've seen relatives in graves
So it's not your spikes that will reach me (Amen)

It's the K, it's the Z
In your ears, avalanche of violence
They've known me for less than a year
They can't keep up with the pace
Like a "you disappoint me" from mom, the truth is hard to hear
I've seen relatives in graves
So it's not your spikes that will reach me (Amen)

9.1, 9.2
Z.I.A.K.E.R.C
It's the K, it's the Z
It's the K, it's the Z
It's the K, it's the Z

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