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I'm in control, Passi is in control, yes, I'm in control, Passi is in control.
The cult of adult rap, ALTESS, DOUBLE S, Papa, Alpha, Sierra, India.
Here we go again, it's precise, here Passi.
You understand, pray for the one who appropriates the spirits.
I flies like a butterfly and stings like a bee.
I step into the big leagues, I strike out and I put my name.
Mark it in the sound, like Don King on the ring, like a damned convict, charmed by STEPHEN KING.
Yes, I'm the impeccable guy who opened his mouth at the back of the class, the one who messed up and still passed his classes .
I break with words as an educator of the masses, it has to do it, you see the years go by!
Always the great class in the pe-ra and the let go.
My album is on the market, it's up to you to let go, now move on!
Left, right, front, back, stop your ways. res, I come and I control...
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I start the program again, on Paname everything ignites, hits with my madness, fuck up the sound, I'm in Action.
Music And Rap, I chat and amaze, step after step, catch and capture my style of rap.
May the spirit vibrate and that hands clap, above all let me shine my white sneakers, when it snows style, I lean towards the avalanche, in turmoil, acts 1 2 3 are in me.
I know where I come from come, see who is angry with me, know my rights, law of the business, when I laugh, when I tantrum or when I weave, whatever anyone says, I am the one who controls.
By riding on the device, I want you to really love this sound.
Come on miss, your guy is going to laugh, go listen to it discreetly, discredit it by your side , when you want to have fun.
Play it loud, do you like it? year we went! an nou went!
Posé is the PASSI ké na ngué.
I come and I control...
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In the calcio, Banco ! Do el numero uno, solo for the bario, I'm pro on the microphone.
Too many words in my brain, I'm throwing some for your radio, you know my job, I'm yes in my business.
Take clic-clac on Kodak-dac, see who the pimp is, smoke spliff or cognac and suck my ego-boner.
I have a rhythmic push, my throat pushes the replies.
Even destiny no longer applies its logic on me, I fuck, once again, and do honor to my ethics.
My smoky flow is having a party, don't be fixed, don't be phased, don't be flambé, enjoy what's well done.
Go for it! Leave your pride, on this sound we're going to smash.
Darling, stop being fooled by all the gossip, I'm an angel for my friends and for my guys.
I I want my loved ones and my families to be proud of my art.
My aura intensifies, I am on a mission, I come, I control...
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