Meuguiwarano
Han, Paris Centre, boy
7.5.0.0.9, Abou 2being, the H of War, Inso'
Hey

Your eyes are blue
They turn red only when it talks about money
The most dangerous are often the coolest
It's when we talk about it that we see the wolf's tail
Don't get any closer otherwise
Get up, you lose
Lay your cards and then leave the table
Get up, you lose
Lay your cards and then leave the table
Get up, you lose
Lay your cards and then leave the table
Get up, you lose

I've got the stuff, I've got the flow, I've got the flow
I'm going to hit them without making any mistakes (okay!)
Are you the real 'warano or are you the fake?
I thought I saw your face on the news
Honestly, it's because of my parents
That my verses differ from the soaps of Île-de-France
And when you were running like a poodle
In front of guys, calibers, you were less interesting
I send stuff straight into the teeth
It's signed Meuguiwarano, everything is over, I set the vinyl on fire
Little shit, tell me salâm 'aleïkoum
If you see my cavu sé-po in a Lamborghini
My music is listened to in small doses
Meskin, you didn't fill the pit
I don't talk, I send texts
I expose myself like the exploded universe of 16
Admit that at the beginning you were well jerked off
When I ate the controversy, we found no friend
It was deprogramming us from TVs, radios, breaking our CDs
Damn shit, it was falling like rain, nigga
In the dark, I can't see you but I can feel you
I don't buy your dream, I don't want to lie
Little fucker, don't come sucking for a be-tu
Your subliminal clashes, I thread them
V.O.R.T.E.X under the chapka
The little brother is downstairs, he sniffs in chette-ca
I'm behind you, I've hidden my chakra
To ko béta yo na boutou ti na tongo, nigga
You're rather known for scratching snacks
Or you're rather known for putting hasbas
Inch'Allah that the bullet doesn't miss you
You lie if you say that Rafael has nothing
What's new since I've been on the pavement?
I've drooled too much, let me waste my time
Listening to a legless man in a debate where he won't have a foot
I look to the right, there are guys fighting
I look to the left, there are oints-j' who are breaking
There are oints-j' who are breaking and guys who are getting lost
And guys yelling that 2Pac is back
And I had to plow in the mud
And yeah I'm having a hard time but I admit it
France has become Kabul
I'm frank, you only think about yourself
It robs Vandôme without the hood
Suffocate the people and push them to the limit
200 shipwrecked for a buoy
Feared like a hundred lashes
I'm in everyone's field, Zazie, Johnny then Balavoine
The gold record, you may not be able to get it
Especially since you've never broken your voice
A special for my people, my gavas navas
I'm a big boy, don't even hold my hand
Very few, very few good guys in Paris
Who would hold more than five or six minutes at the bar
Go over there, disappear like Jessica Alba
Ok, I'm getting ready to draw, Warano is genius
The chards-clo take six years to fill a Zenith
Groupies, bikinis
Shin Sekaï, Undefined, piss on you a bit like Robert Kelly
It bibi but it's average, it's not Queensbridge
We justify ourselves by saying that we only have one life
It's not the desire that we lack, ask our little ones
The biggest thug gets knocked down by a girl
It's like doing harm and then bragging about it
Or asking for seille-o' without begging
Selfish for the most part
Only bastards who will fuck you without getting hard
We're going to kill ourselves, a bit like Van Gogh
As I speak to you, Chinese are still working
Boycott clothes coming from Bangkok
Another vigilante drunk like Hancock

'Warano style
Another pure Parigo, nigga
Han, X-Gangs, Noko Vesti, Dawala, Mamadou Gary

Your eyes are blue
They turn red only when it talks about money
The most dangerous are often the coolest
It's when we talk about it that we see the wolf's tail
Don't get any closer otherwise
Get up, you lose
Lay your cards and then leave the table
Get up, you lose
Lay your cards and then leave the table
Get up, you lose
Lay your cards and then leave the table
Get up, you lose

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