I've seen myself on the ropes, I've seen myself belittled
I've seen myself forgotten, I've seen myself all alone
I try to score at the corner, Ounga Ounga
I have enemies, I don't have a mother, oh oh
Maybe I lack guidance, in any case, any case
That's life, don't worry, gala, gala
When I see my little bro sleeping, I want to break the world
The future of mine at the peril of yours, I have to bring out the monster
I try not to think too much, only hatred hasn't disappointed me
I don't have time to jerk off, I fuck you and spit on you
I don't wear a tie, nor a bow tie
I carry my balls, you play the flute like Tapion
You talk to me about love, but what do you know?
If I extend my hand you'll cut off my arm, but I don't have a Rolex

Ah, we navigate in the storm
As much as I put my forehead on the ground, I get into debt
Give me wings so I can fly, I look at the sky nailed to the ground
Ah, we won't tell you that we're hurting
Ounga Ounga, we look for happiness where it's dirty
We navigate in the storm
As much as I put my forehead on the ground, I get into debt
Give me wings so I can fly, I look at the sky nailed to the ground
Ah, we won't tell you that we're hurting
Ounga Ounga, we look for happiness where it's dirty

Tonight I'm filled with hatred
And sometimes I confuse my hatred and my pain
While waiting to hang up, the clicks call
Armed like an angel, I come to embrace peace
I need more money, zero pleasure, I reinvest all my labor
Dirty money in black and white, I haven't seen the color
Done dreaming, need to catch up on time, salary on the wrist
I don't need to be loved, I do P2 to Casper, I'm well accompanied
Back turned to your whore, I face reality, fuck my dreams
I count the profit from the night before, people when it's fun, no one when it's dying
Give me your money, I don't want to know where it comes from
Give me your ass, I don't want to know how much it is
Don't worry, PNL is my camp
The world is active around me, I observe without understanding, I'm different
Sometimes it's confusing in my head
All I know is that these bitches aren't ready
We won't save all the misery, we're preparing to fuck their world
PNL

Ah, we navigate in the storm
As much as I put my forehead on the ground, I get into debt
Give me wings so I can fly, I look at the sky nailed to the ground
Ah, we won't tell you that we're hurting
Ounga Ounga, we look for happiness where it's dirty
We navigate in the storm
As much as I put my forehead on the ground, I get into debt
Give me wings so I can fly, I look at the sky nailed to the ground
Ah, we won't tell you that we're hurting
Ounga Ounga, we look for happiness where it's dirty

Ah
Ounga Ounga
Ah
Ounga Ounga

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