I raise the mortality rate among those under thirty
The label gives a boost, the middle finger stays independent
Where I come from the weed is loud and the music is loud
And if you talk about numbers, there's always a way we can agree
They said "Quebec rap will never pass 10,000"
Ok-k but you know what? We don't know our limits
Franco-American connection, home for the weekend
I arrive at Paris time, I leave in a New York minute

A new stage, new stamp in the passport
Oh they gon' fly, until they die-die-die-die-die
The sponsorship kindly offers the sportswear
What better to match my medals-dals-dals-dals-dals
We only make record years, we only see airports
Until the day we leave like Lady Di-Di-Di
It won't be my fault
I just wanted to be left alone but they wanted my skin

Yeah you know you run the city when you can't take a walk in it anymore
If they don't give me the credit, I'll still take the cash
More money, more problems, we're caught in the gears
Even if they offer me the means, I'll still have to take off
Yeah you know you run the city when you can't take a walk in it anymore
If they don't give me the credit, I'll still take the cash
More money, more problems, we're caught in the gears
Even if they offer me the means, I'll still have to take off

I showed them how to win with an infallible model
Either you become immortal or you die tryin'
I left to see the world, I left them the way clear
I gave them all the ammunition, they just don't have the caliber
I feel alone in the world, but I have two hundred names on my guest list
Not so long ago we were moving, we were barely six
Shout out to the fam, they made me who I am
Please put some respect on their respective names (please)

A new stage, new stamp in the passport
Oh they gon' fly, until they die-die-die-die-die
The sponsorship kindly offers the sportswear
What better to match my medals-dals-dals-dals-dals
We only make record years, we only see airports
Until the day we leave like Lady Di-Di-Di
It won't be my fault
I just wanted to be left alone but they wanted my skin

Yeah you know you run the city when you can't take a walk in it anymore
If they don't give me the credit, I'll still take the cash
More money, more problems, we're caught in the gears
Even if they offer me the means, I'll still have to take off
Yeah you know you run the city when you can't take a walk in it anymore
If they don't give me the credit, I'll still take the cash
More money, more problems, we're caught in the gears
Even if they offer me the means, I'll still have to take off

Miss me when I die
This time, there will be no encore or call for help
Last record for Quebec rap, I promise after this I'll stop
I just wanted to be left alone but they wanted the war

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