(Verse 1)
I make my sharps, in mask
One in the head no matter where you stand
French rap, I fuck your mother , so it's your mother who is threatened
Inferiors, you must not hide it from yourselves
I'm black inside, I prefer let you know
Under my arm I have a bazooka so you don't get angry
Renoi, wallah, you mustn't piss us off
Angels of death, you mustn't let go of us
If you want my skin, you must not miss me
You get to the top by jet, bellek we go up on foot
(Chorus)
My corones and my word, that's all I have
Weapon of the east and the daronne, that's all I love
All these years passed, in silence to scream
All the euros we burned, deep down it's just paper
(Verse 2)
You and your gang, you better crawl
Cut off your leg if you want to get off to a good start
Look at your face, you're crippled
I was sorry for the nigga lady, I called the fire brigade
br/>I don't care what you think, I'm pissing off the whole world
It's Morray on the throne, don't be mistaken
Booba couldn't come, one whore sucked her life
15 years later at the Victoires de la Musique I am invited
Making wheat that's what we do
Crime pays more than BEP, that's what we know
You're good I want to smash you
I have the papers but in their hearts I'm not French
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
If rap is dead it's because it's broken
I don't even know if I'm strong but I know that you I'm seriously screwed
I'm going to get there, I'm not going to wait for you to do it
I'm making a big deal, throwing stones while the schmits are getting stoned
I'm take this opportunity to thank you
I don't feel at home, I think that's what you were looking for
Top of my tree, I'm perched
I say nothing on the phone, I don't want to scare the RG
I'm coming in a bow tie to steal from the pope and the clergy
I'm broadcast everywhere, you're only broadcast on FG
AMG kit, pair of MJ, MTV Base, my last clip on the LG

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