Precise like Paris and Barça
My rap is tah sah because I'm fascinated by it
All your kheys are sleepy, need Beckham's salary
A little ray of sunshine, it goes off to ride a bike
When it rains we put it away, hang out with those who are angry
There's weed we arrange, if there's blue we tear off
Learn to forgive, learn to hustle
If we are wolves the cops are poachers
I remember when I had 93 subscribers
Like the féfé to Cricri it's going to be a hit
It sells the shit from the sector, it takes the money from the partygoer
I know the cry of the lookout as well as the noise of the firecracker
I stay calm in the face of life's hard trials
I'm a shit I swear on the cops of my city
Everything changes, like your client who turns into a seller
But to the wise, I want my sum on time

Fuck the men in Rangers, in blue tunic
Be sure of what you do, when you fuck the system
Mystery, what's the point of being judicious
When you see that those who get out are the most vicious
They're sons of bitches, they never helped you
A little light they want to sit at your table
I'm not the master of the game they have the dice
One day I'm going to break like far to taratata
I give my heart to mom, I give my share to dad
I'm not complaining, I'm not full I'm not flat
Always limited, had to treat
Often imitated, never equaled

I do what I want, I'm in my bubble
No, no, I don't party, I'm in my bubble
I lead the score I count the points, I'm in my bubble
And even when we're full, I'm in my bubble
Khapta in the tess, I'm in my bubble
Aqua in the box, I'm in my bubble
Homebody, it doesn't bother me I'm in my bubble
Sorry, I don't mix I'm in my bubble

Yeah yeah
Wesh asshole
Start over
I'm in my bubble

Ok, the words are neat, I write it's too spontaneous
For the condemned khos, damn the roses have faded
I'm sending big sound this year, now I'm under calm potion and
It makes the amné' pouches I watch the pig friends

You're swimming in trouble you're forced to drink the cup
It's tragic, a whole life escorted by bad luck
Fend for yourself, wake up go ahead charge
You have to act, when bad luck is relentless on you
Who to believe, there are the bad guys and the good guys who lie
The truth, all to fuck it's not the desire that lacks
93, I see the vice tightening
The brothers spot each other on the faults of our elders
Ears sharpened to the sound of sirens
The struggle I revised, we have to go somewhere else
When it's not going well my khos guess it
Funny life, it's expensive the quote is big
It's starting to rage, it's not going to get better
There I'm getting you a G, then you have to line up
I see my life in blur, cash is needed
The wari makes you crazy, you dress in fake

Wesh asshole
I'm in my bubble

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