In the evening, I light a cone instead of lighting a cop
45 in the veins
I'm in the plant, not in the powder
Everything is scientific
Far from being pacifist
For the sche-Por or the shtar there will be blood, sacrifices
Efforts will have to be made
To redo your ass, I don't have the loves
Everything I touch turns to gold
If you stay focused, you'll be one of us

After the rain comes the storm
After death comes the tribute
I have pecs and back too wide
For a son of a bitch to give me a scrub
From where I am I see the end
I swear it's too dirty
Whoever touches my Glock will give up his soul

New rich with a past of a thug
Little slut don't come back, it's too late
Look how I'm going to fuck them
Pour the gasoline, I take out the lighter
Look how I'm going to fuck them
Pour the gasoline, I take out the lighter

Addictive and cute
Pull me harder by the bun
She tells me she has visions
That she wants Chiron babies
I take off her nylon stockings
Never again will I give visions
She dreams of a mink coat
Her bitchy look says a lot

I'm in the XII and red bricks
You know how
Mix product then dissolve it all dirty
I would have fled before any attachment problems
I'm going to die on board the red leather of a German

She tells me, "USKY, you're addictive"
Tomorrow, I won't be the same
A strange phenomenon
Honey look at me, I'm not so sad
Tomorrow, I won't be the same
A strange phenomenon

She tells me, "USKY, you're addictive"
Tomorrow, I won't be the same
A strange phenomenon
Honey look at me, I'm not so sad
Tomorrow, I won't be the same
A strange phenomenon

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