[Intro: BiaÅas & Quebonafide]
This man is talking with a microphone, he is fucking sick
Rice waffles and peanut butter
That's how you live, that's how you live This is how you live
[Chorus: Quebonafide] (x2)
We improvise, smile and pain
We fit in anywhere but here
But bravo, loud louder, clap louder
Clap louder, clap louder
[Verse 1: Quebonafide]
My rap is in fashion< br/>Let's shout some more
They have been artificially eliminated from the mass niche
And I could have buried my hope
And limit this whole scandal to deathly silence
I don't care it was written, so I will stand at the front and play to the audience
From the beginning, it was not meant for me
That's why today I am standing behind the paragraph
You don't see much of me, it's big skillsy
I don't see myself around rappers, uf
So if you want to accuse me of anything
Pure Mystique, I'm all ears
Quebonafide follow the evil With this example
Rap gave me power and I feel like a king
I'm focused only on myself
So tell me why I'm focusing their attention
[Interlude: Quebonafide]
Life, like a theater, throws me to the floor
No unnecessary scenes, no unnecessary scenes, no unnecessary scenes
Even though now I'm stuttering from this grotesque
In one breath, in one breath!
[Chorus: Quebonafide] (x2)
[Verse 2: Quebonafide]
It's rotten me to the core bones
Throwed is thrown, higher orthopedics
I hear nothing but screams and pleas
Barely alive because the deadline is exhausting me
You know my joke about fame?
She chased me until I caught her
I still consider it worthless
But it's always some kind of recognition
They pass me on from hand to hand k to my hands
Radio waves tell me to windsurf
I no longer recognize myself unlike murder
In the city and in cars
Take me to the backstage
Or somewhere to take a break
This face, stress, more or less
Because I don't want to take the life model
Which I have to take
[Interlude: BiaÅas]< br/>You, but that microphone is talking to him
Or maybe... maybe I'm the fucked up one?!
[Verse 3: Quebonafide]
I've been listening to these nicknames for a long time< br/>Then I will give it to them in rhythm and speed it up slowly
In Scrabble I turned soap into glitter
Because in my world it's a worthless word
Besides there is no living spirit; Ghostbusters, when you have nothing
You will recognize the real goodness in wealth
Like damaged nerves and reputations of numbers
I rip off the soles with a shoemaker's passion
People left like smiles and pain< br/>I don't know if the game is worth the candle
It's worth the candle, hu