I am the mastermind, there is a price on my head, you understand!
Pray for the one who appropriates the spirits.
My cry, in the neighborhoods where the kisdés cannot break.
In these cities, I like to be quoted, congratulated and recited thoroughly
In BMWs, in buses, metro, walkmans,
Like a cobra, jâpé-ra, qué-bra, the spirits I shouara.
I excel for my clients, like a cartel boss,
I stare at your son under decibels, I make him rapyphilis.
He consumes, I inform him, I PASSI transform him.
My album is my canister, like a virus without serum,
In short, I am the man to be preserved in all museums.
Out of the ordinary, like a raptor, I bite and twist words,
The crazy springs in your body come out stronger and without effort.
I'll pierce you with metaphors, come on! Call for reinforcements.
Silence, lamb! I attack skillfully like HANNIBAL to the brain,
You will hear me/fuck the rhala/the dawa in your radio.
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I sow my gangrene, plant my words in my veins,
Microphone in hand in the arena.
Take the mic for the mayhem.
I go on, I go on, from the healthiest to the bad seed and...
Take the microphone for the mess.
Despite my absence at the congress, I can expose, denigrate.
Ready for mesh, the Negro is making progress.
No pretense, offend, I'm doing this willingly.
I'm going to emigrate in people's minds,
Like a sour, high-proof rum.
Already as a kid, when I put the grappling hook on the kids,
I organized the guerrilla, to the most scoundrel, I gave a gain,
At the start of the fight, I pushed for the Trafalgar Coup.
Like a demon in Olympus,
I climb and sow my gangrene.
âCome with me to the devil's garden, a place where everything is acceptable...â
In this bitch of life I did not heal, I climbed , I grew up
With the dirt blows, and thanks to rap I give thanks.
I am ambush, Pan! And to gain without disgrace.
Soulful, grunt, wholesaler, I like to flirt with anguish,
Grimace, gri-gri, I kiss, as I pass by breaks the ice.
I go from orgasm to spasm, my words annoy.
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I gain momentum, I am ample;
My temple is made of samples.
I am an example, many contemplate me,
I interpret and want to be part of it.
I will transmit this taste of live, art to put,
I inject the specter.
My public respects that the inspectors hate me.
But no one stops a decent guy, who educates heads.
I summarize: I am the flu, you have a vaccine, you light me up,
I exhume, get used to it, come back with the mist, I cold.
I screw the dawa, I gain weight and the target is on me.
I neither lean nor flinch, as usual I have the handle.
When the gallows click, arrogance connects me
On volts, my mouth is my colt, my skeud I simmer.
I launch the missile, climb my coast ,
People buy, therefore vote.
Patriot, my pilot voice, the people carry me,
In the country I nibble, like a virus in pants.
I am the engineer, there is a price on my head,
You understand? Pray for the one who appropriates the spirits!
Chorus
FRANCE IN FRENCH RAP!

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