MC Solaar, MC Solaar
MC Solaar, MC Solaar (MC Solaar)
MC Solaar, MC Solaar (MC Solaar)
MC Solaar, MC Solaar
MC Solaar, MC Solaar (MC Solaar)

Everything started there, in the city called Maisons-Alfort
In jeans, shorts or djellaba
Zigzag zigzag yes I had to zigzag
The man who captures the mic and whose name has the double-A
I have the CAP of rapper, the BEP of toaster
I bought red roses as well as roses
The guy, here's the girl on her head, she has the bandana
Send me Spetsnaz from Russian Alpha Forces
No! Why me? It's a mistake
Since the ten deaths of the DC 10 Addis Ababa Rome
I am the Ace of Clubs that stings your heart
She was busy pecou of pecu, because they were stealing her eggs
Alone, under his weeping willow, Solaar cries
The people is the people, but the people are not people
Some had matches during the fire war
Fuck the bluff (fuck the bluff), the chicken was there before the egg
Life is a theater, we are in performance while history
Is in repetition
For all this happiness, I say thank you
And if the beat is heavy, I soften it with poetry
It reflects in the light and without it, ffft! Wind!
Obsolete is also the lighter who
Viking of the empire of the rising sun
Notice that I whip you with poetry
I have more of Claude in me than Solaar
Act with tact and capture admiration
Fuck the earth, if I die here is my will
If rap excels, Jazz is the spark

MC Solaar, MC Solaar

You wanted me to have the bac, I did, rap, bac, fac
Doubly, triply, undeniably hardcore
That the militants, not the military, not the colonists, not the colonels, not the colonies
Nails, clones of Claude, clowns, clans of garden gnomes
If I lose my Orange card, I look for it in a taxi
First Asian color cocoa
I learn in the newspapers that I'm in the axis of evil
I write, I create, I pray, scream when I'm on edge
The easy ones have wronged them leave them in their ease and
Throw bursts of normal bullets and make victims
I descend from the Wise Man
Talk about real things even if it doesn't make a single
It's been years since I've been classified among the good ones
But hey, the sound of his silence makes me go up half a tone

Notice this, Claude MC tans at night
Claude MC tans at night

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