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Interprètes Nèg' MarronsRohffPit BaccardiMystik

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Calmly, hey hey
New version for this new millennium
Hey hey, it's in 2000 that it's happening
Pit Baccardi, Mystik, Rohff, Ben-J, Jacky
What's up? Can't you hear or what?

If I have to lynch you, I'll lynch you
You can scream for help all you want
We do things in two triple zero
I'm going to burn you like weed and
Smoke you like a spliff of zeb
Always the same guys in two triple zero
I'm the guy they call Mystik
Mystically
Come, there's heat here
It's mucha caliente
Stop, you can't feint
With your borrowed style
I don't even give you time to finish
I want to ch
I have more dribbles than there are
Keys on a synth
Dirty dog you're messed up in your head and painted
I smash everything on TV
Don't like Christine Ockrent at all
Don't be afraid
It's a touch of tinted irony
Every passage on the mic tested
You know I want to point
I'm the little black guy
Very very black coffee
Many hate me, prefer one of the 3T
Give more than the quinté
In Mystik there's only one T
Toast to my health to
My sovereignty in your rise
In the spirit my words will tint
Know, angry, two triple zero Mobebissi
MYSTIK, no C bastard
In the country we smoke the thing
Worse than a loaded joint

If I have to lynch you, I'll lynch you
You can scream for help all you want
We do things in two triple zero
I'm going to burn you like weed and
Smoke you like a spliff of zeb
Always the same guys in two triple zero
If I have to lynch you, I'll lynch you
You can scream for help all you want
We do things in two triple zero
I'm going to burn you like weed and
Smoke you like a spliff of zeb
Always the same guys in two triple zero
If rap is a game call me player
If you have the ear listen to my rhyme well
I'm always the best
Spell B, the A, 2C, ARDI
The BA BA of B we rap in your stereo
Well everyone confuses
Rap is a means not an end
Neither a sprint but a long distance race
I don't focus on girl stories
Don't immortalize these stories of
City and cops
I open it because the farm
It's for pigs
I'm an actor when I have my role to
Play and not another
He wants to be me, she wants to be mine
And I would like to be on the poster
In the RER of the month
Not angry that so-and-so copied my style
Pacha and maybe ugly
But I've licked more nipples than you
Baccardi just for the taste taste
It's not rhymes by the drop
That they cut all the heads
On my way (damn)

If I have to lynch you, I'll lynch you
You can scream for help all you want
We do things in two triple zero
I'm going to burn you like weed and
Smoke you like a spliff of zeb
Always the same guys in two triple zero
If I have to lynch you, I'll lynch you
You can scream for help all you want
We do things in two triple zero
I'm going to burn you like weed and
Smoke you like a spliff of zeb
Always the same guys in two triple zero
It's high time to materialize
Drink to my health when you're going to booze
Everything for the dough in
Guet-Apens I told you
If you're naked it's
Not serious you have to save
Unity is strength
You and your buddies have to chip in
From my "Tchuss" jealousy
I'm going to stoke
My style deserves to make the
Front page of the televised news
But I was told that it was
Chbeb that they produced
So as an anti-chbeb
Your colon I come to break
Useless it's not worth sympathizing
It's not my pedigree
I only think about traumatizing
Rohff excels, from Vitry to Garges Sarcelles
For my buddies in cell
My voice crosses the sky
There's no que-fri, only potential
I'm the cream
Irritates 100 kilograms for
Loyal customers
There's no chrome, no sight
And the number of rappers put to the a-de-men
There's what it takes behind the de-mon
When they ask me Rohff how are you? Comfortably

If I have to lynch you, I'm gonna lynch you
You can cry for help all you want
We do things in double triple zero
I'm going to burn you like weed and
Smoke you like a spliff of zeb
Always the same guys in double triple zero
If I have to lynch you, I'm gonna lynch you
You can cry for help all you want
We do things in double triple zero
I'm going to burn you like weed and
Smoke you like a spliff of zeb
Always the same guys in double triple zero

Listen to this style, listen to my voice
You know who I am, don't you?
The man who sets the rhyme and chats dry
You already know that
I land on this beat with Mystik
Rohff and Pit (Baccardi)
Jacky my sidekick short-circuits me

Click click it shoots and I'm not
Going to spare any details I'm going to gut you
I'm going to slit your throat and pierce
Your guts
With front kicks, with high kicks
With punches like in Thai boxing
Dude, you're going to bleed that's clear
I have a style that cuts
Yes Aye, I'm a true Masai warrior
I terrorize my enemies wherever I
Go I cause chaos
It's Jacky you want to clash
What's happening you're chicktaille
You have 10 seconds to apologize
Or prepare your funeral

But my tactic is the attack
Clear and net no mic mac
I'm not going to throw flowers
At those who deserve slaps
No, I have lyrics in stock
Jokes and block jokes
At the disposal of whoever provokes me

If I have to lynch you, I'm gonna lynch you
You can cry for help all you want
We do things in double triple zero
I'm going to burn you like weed and
Smoke you like a spliff of zeb
Always the same guys in double triple zero
If I have to lynch you, I'm gonna lynch you
You can cry for help all you want
We do things in double triple zero
I'm going to burn you like weed and
Smoke you like a spliff of zeb
Always the same guys in double triple zero
If I have to lynch you, I'm gonna lynch you
You can cry for help all you want
We do things in double triple zero
I'm going to burn you like weed and
Smoke you like a spliff of zeb
Always the same guys in double triple zero
If I have to lynch you, I'm gonna lynch you
You can cry for help all you want
We do things in double triple zero
I'm going to burn you like weed and
Smoke you like a spliff of zeb
Always the same guys in double triple zero
If I have to lynch you, I'm gonna lynch you
You can cry for help all you want
We do things in double triple zero
I'm going to burn you like weed and
Smoke you like a spliff of zeb
Always the same guys in double triple zero