They broke my heart, I see my concrete block, I give it a big hug
Bellek track

The heart cooled by their ingratitude
I remember when I was 3ayn and looked at like an alien
Now, they all smell of semen from the breath
Life's revenge is beautiful like a heart
Or ugly like a body lying on the ground
It's bibi in caps with my effigy, yeah
And the rest depends on the yield, a hobby that becomes a redma
They go flying at night, dressed warmly
The pair from the GÀV is icy
And I feel heartbeats at each toll
As if behind the barrier, there's a trap
But that's the aftermath of before
Sometimes, I try to fix by aggravating

Tonight, I'm eating one-on-one with bad luck
My freedom shouldn't be the one paying the bill
Writing is like an addiction
That in reality, not in fiction
I write so dirty that even the paper crumples
We'll see if I won't be a jailer
A bag of ultraviolet bills
Big barkers that we'll make meow

The street is real, you know, I understood that to hurt
There's more than just scars
On the defendants' bench, there the system will wear you out
Gnaw you to the bone
I see that the mice think they're gaining weight
That's the problem when the rats aren't there
They broke my heart, I see my concrete block, I give it a big hug
The street is real, you know, I understood that to hurt
There's more than just scars

A survival instinct that comes at the best time
You know, I don't even wonder anymore
How they can be so bad
Success keeps them informed, that's all I know
They're waiting for me at the turn, watching everything I do, eh

The struggle, we know it so well
That even with my eyes closed, I'd make a sketch
And there are a lot of things I can't talk about
If you really knew what my back has to carry
THC finished me off, you'd be shocked by the back
Bought out of cowardice, you'd be shocked by the fake
Lacking in qualities but full of faults
Lacking in humanity but full of deposits
We do with a good heart what they do out of spite
Mocking smile when they compare me to clowns
Thirst for revenge, we want liters of it
Even when it's my fault, sometimes, I blame the other (the Human, the Human)
Concu', I crush it with one hand
I spit on the ground to find my way
I'm afraid to break your heart if I speak frankly

Tonight, I'm eating one-on-one with bad luck
My freedom shouldn't be the one paying the bill
Writing is like an addiction
That in reality, not in fiction
I write so dirty that even the paper crumples
We'll see if I won't be a jailer
A bag of ultraviolet bills
Big barkers that we'll make meow

The street is real, you know, I understood that to hurt
There's more than just scars
On the defendants' bench, there the system will wear you out
Gnaw you to the bone
I see that the mice think they're gaining weight
That's the problem when the rats aren't there
They broke my heart, I see my concrete block, I give it a big hug
The street is real, you know, I understood that to hurt
There's more than just scars

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