Stars in my eyes, I have silver cushions
But I'll never be a star, like you, I'm made of clay
Friends disappear when I update my accounts
I'm far from betrayal, I avoid contagion
My survival in drugs, it fills the fridge
Don't act too rich, my rats will get you
Like in a rib steak, we'll get your account
Not afraid to show my teeth, to end up under lock and key
So this is life? Here, nothing is rosy
I have to do crazy things, make my mother happy
View of paradise if I stack the doses
But hell feeds me and it burns my eyes
You remind me about music, my soul
But when I give you the white, you smile a lot
If I need advice, I have my lawyer
If I listen to what you tell me, I put the noose around my neck
Detailed kilos, I make the figure of the week
The future is traced, I have money under the sole
I only see my mother and money in my sleep
I have the blade and the iron if the whores get involved
Index on the trigger, they don't want to negotiate anymore
When the barrel touches your forehead, your balls disappear
We know your hiding place, we know your files
Lived in resourcefulness, will I die in poverty?
Will I die in poverty if I stop selling them death
That I close the field, that I line up like my brothers?
Pack of lone wolves, the mental solidarity
We traded love for stacks of green bills
Too pushed by hunger, too long the empty stomach
We took sins when you pray on Friday
Between us, I had no choice, I had to take the deal
Invest in your nose, the mentality, "Sell fast
And fuck everything until death whistles the end of the game"
Kilos, tablets, bars I have
I won't remind you, I'm full of juice
We prepare the war between aborigines
The actions bring me closer to demons
Dark words in the ear bring me names
The worlds are crouched under Nero's Grail
I'm the light of the city, it's not even neon

You thought I was crazy? We're coming full speed (we're coming full speed, yeah)
The pirate is one-eyed and well prepared (and well prepared)
The cons' is locked up when he searches me (when he searches me)
I go back to the cell and everything is square

Knowledge is a weapon and I want to know everything
I taste the enemy's blood, I find the right flavors
The love of this bitch, I don't know what it's worth
Today's profit, that's all we savor
But what do they know?
Sitting for hours detailing the strike
Black fingers, I have death when reminder catches up with me
Don't take me for those rappers from my city
I did business before I did trap
Prepare the balance, take out the hair dryer
I increase the pace because I want profit
On the ground, there are six bullets in twenty bars
I want to see my mother happy and I stop selling
In the bag, the blade is ceramic
I'm going to rip your mother off, what's the point of testing?
You know how to sell them death, me, it helps me live
I've seen fathers on the ground and mothers naked

Appreciated by mine for the goods I sell
Hated by yours for the goods I want
The piggy bank fills up, but the heart empties
We will know hell only if God wills it
The soul always in cell, my routine is the bar
A bottle and my balls, and I elaborate the plans
9.2 irreproachable, no one collaborates
Victories succeed because we believe in death

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