So really, it's "troll rap" (yeah)
A new generation emerging from the net (that's right)
Uh, far from the clichés of the suburbs (exactly)
But what we're really looking for is to make conscious rap, bro

With V.A.L.D., we make the biggest co-op
You took two puffs and you're already kaput
I'm the rooster of the farm that attracts all the chicks
Don't ask if it's okay, ask me if it's rolling
Little French accent, the Americans find me cute
I'm growing seeds for the Cannabis Cup
I like the smell, tell me how much it costs
With your sisters, that's for sure, I'm popular
Whiskey-coca without coca, speak well or I'll poke you
Two girls a day, yeah, that's the quota
Respect, it's through the next door
The hour of the peace pipe gives me visions
I'm leaving for space, I'll soon have my visa
There are only poor guys on TV
I want my portrait to replace Mona Lisa's
In my cup, pour the booze
It's not tomorrow that we'll brown-nose
Big booty, doe eyes
Hit rock bottom and I dig the breach
I throw tomatoes at vegans
I want a mini bar in the van
Only Jeremstar I call a fag
Smoke your fingers, there won't be any P2

Pour the booze, ohlala in my cup, pour the booze
She says no, ohlala, I drank too much, she says no (ohlalala)
She finds me satanic and too cute (ohlalala)
Sleeps on the first night, well I'll be

Weird (yeah, weird)
Why is everyone looking at me weird? (but why is everyone looking at me weird?)
I only go out to make mischief (yeah, otherwise I don't go out bro)
I eat peanuts behind the fence
It's weird, way too weird
I roll a Bulbasaur pollen (ah yeah Bulbasaur men)
Zubro', synthesis in my tea (both bro, both)
Vald-lorenzo, it's too weird, way too weird, what are they saying?

For the kids, in ten years, it'll be us, the conscious rap
For the kids, in ten years, it'll be us, the conscious rap
For the kids, in ten years, it'll be us, the conscious rap
For the kids, in ten years, it'll be us, the conscious rap

Suck my TNs, eat your BNs, violent like DBZ
Proud like DZ, fuck Mary even the madeleine, not Helen, bal-a-elek
You piss me off like FM band, or or
Or the FN, bitch of a bitch on the BZ
I spread the virus and I sell the vaccine, I'm Machiavellian
I watch conspiracy videos, I don't watch the satellite
In our hearts, the beauty of the creator and the ugliness of America
Even when I'm dead, I'm ready to fuck everything (normal), cadaveric stiffness
I'm prepared for the ride (okay)
In the flask, a potion that rips (okay)
Cops on duty in the vicinity (okay)
Tinted glasses, I have the parade (okay)
All on pills without being sick (okay)
Nine square meters becomes palace (okay)
I can't feel my balls, I can't feel my face (okay)
Shut your pussy, you're annoying me

They look at me weird, oh no I'm blacklisted
I please mamacita because I'm weird
Weird to be weird in the eyes of these tramps
Are they traumatized?

Weird (yeah, weird)
Why is everyone looking at me weird? (but why is everyone looking at me weird?)
I only go out to make mischief (yeah, otherwise I don't go out bro)
I eat peanuts behind the fence
It's weird, way too weird
I roll a Bulbasaur pollen (ah yeah Bulbasaur men)
Zubro', synthesis in my tea (both bros, both)
Vald-lorenzo, it's too weird, way too weird, what are they saying?

For the kids, in ten years, it'll be us, the conscious rap
For the kids, in ten years, it'll be us, the conscious rap
For the kids, in ten years, it'll be us, the conscious rap
For the kids, in ten years, it'll be us, the conscious rap

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