4124, Sevran
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2-7, 2-7

I have no pain, I fuck your race
In my veins, I have only ice
I want to know what it's like to take their place
I practice smiling in front of my mirror

The capital in the barrel
Everything comes from Colombia, bro
I rap so dirty, so spoiled
That even these damn rats get diarrhea
I fuck Brandon and Dylan
If these fags burn in napalm, I want the palm
I don't give a fuck who dies
I dip my cookies in your tears

The monkeys just came out of the zoo
Armed like in the days of Clos
The angel of death in the skin
The monkeys just came out of the zoo
Your corpse behind a few barriers
Blood is thicker than water
Armed like in the days of Clos
The monkeys just came out of the zoo

Hunted but not domesticated
My vocation, to rob you and see you polish me
I put you up for rent, you're hooked, I'll have to fuck you
You're in rotation, you're exhausted, you'll have to explain to me
In the underwear, surplus of a few bars
Cross shot, goal of the future, I hit you in the head
Your mother the dirty whore, it's too late for chahed
Just because you don't play anymore doesn't mean the game stops
It smells like sweat in the lab, Trackers under the hood
Hundred bullets in all the robberies
Aim straight at the heart of all these scumbags
3.2 V6, 6.6.6 #Iblis
I'm one of those niggers who persist
And the darkness clears up

The monkeys just came out of the zoo
Armed like in the days of Clos
The angel of death in the skin
The monkeys just came out of the zoo
Your corpse behind a few barriers
Blood is thicker than water
Armed like in the days of Clos
The monkeys just came out of the zoo

Only the strings of your thongs support you
I fuck you and the sheets remember
Big arms so that Kadiatou comes
Makes me a rice with fat or a tiebou dien
The room is big enough for several bitches
The chest is wide enough for several chains
In the world of Whites, the bills are purple
With us, the dominant animal is a bald black
A few grams a day in the nose
Men lie but not the numbers
The name of a dead person tattooed on the skin
The monkeys just came out of the zoo

The monkeys just came out of the zoo
Armed like in the days of Clos
The angel of death in the skin
The monkeys just came out of the zoo
Your corpse behind a few barriers
Blood is thicker than water
Armed like in the days of Clos
The monkeys just came out of the zoo

2.7.Z.E.R.O

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