I don't know any superhumans
I have my iron on me, bro, there are too many sneaky ones
I'm your bro, you're my bro
I could kill for you, you want to do it, we'll go

Many cast the eye and the stone
They watch the car and the pair
The people you walk with
You need to know that they are the worst

I don't have many attachments
I don't even need brothers, I'm a solitary guy
We are very solid, we are like the gypsies
We are very supportive
I make mistakes, so I pay for them
I make dirty money, so I lose it
You have to make war if you want peace
I never have peace so I screw them

I know sneaky ones
Often with you and who talk about you
We are not courteous
Don't ask why, it's Montreuil-sous-Bois
I've made different passes
Different cities, I've done different parties
I've stayed in many hotels
Spent nights on the phone with different girls

Spent nights outside
Drowning my sorrow in cash
I wanted diamonds, gold
To shove it in their faces
Not very talkative, you know
What that implies
Those who stay silent say more
Than those who talk all the time

I know loners who died alone
With cartridges
You say kill, that the walls have ears
But you have ears everywhere
The world is mean, the world is bad
Money makes you suspicious, especially the purple

(Oh, oh, oh, oh)

I don't have many attachments
I don't even need brothers, I'm a solitary guy
We are very solid, we are like the gypsies
We are very supportive
I make mistakes, so I pay for them
I make dirty money, so I lose it
You have to make war if you want peace
I never have peace so I screw them

The world is mean, the world is bad
Money makes you suspicious, especially the purple
Especially the purple, especially the purple

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