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[Excerpt from movie : 300]
- Sparta will burn! Their men will perish in battle
- Their women and their children will be slaves or worse!
- So, we will block the progress of the Persians on the hill
- By rebuilding the great Phocéen wall, and we will force them to take the path that we call the hot gates
- In this narrow passage, their number won’t matter


[Intro : tag]
Maximum Beats


[Single Verse]
Tell them all that I’ll come back late
I put two grenades in the guitar
Kiss on the forehead like a rital
Tridimensional like Livaï

I come across a pack of paparazzi
I understand well it’s not paradise
Geniuses went to the asylum
Pecs, abs, but not one dime
The years go by, the bodies pile up
The footsteps are heavy, the pockets are full
Spotted at the heart of Paris
In a very very fast machine
We suffered, we struggled
Big hug, it’s well deserved
It’s not my heart that’s beating, you’re wrong, it’s the phone who’s vibrating
Projects as big as China
Trojan horse without Achilles’ heel

You aimed well, but it’s not in the bullseye
Still, you need to know who’s the target
The day rises, even on the most vile
The Earth counts a few less bastards
Traitors and hypocrites in a corner
They’ll blow out like a blunt
Focus, the judge lisps
Your lungs are full of nitrogen

A thousand meters square just for the pedestal
Fine strategist like Thémistocle

I’ve stood out since kindergarten
Somber watercolor drawing

Law enforcement wanted me committed because I sounded like a Marc Aurèle

Massive weapons of anticipation
You’re hearing the sound but not listening

Challenger Falcon, Citation
Then die like an action movie
Paris, it’s dangerous, it’s like Gotham
I’m not talking about a few contact cases
Organized like at Buckingham
Or like the Gypsies of Birmingham
The population doesn’t understand
Doesn’t understand and won’t listen no more
A leader who gives away other’s property on a whim
Welcome to my world
Incalculable number of sharks
Let me know if you have the contract
I’m late, but with Dracula
To fight for here, it’s a lost cause
I only care about myself, God forgive me
It works for me, yeah, the sounds are successful
I flow in their veins like Pemberton

I don’t trust you, brother, you’re useless
I even whisper in a submarine
I understand morse code and sumerian
Don’t slam the door to a locksmith

I come out of my mother with an empty stomach
I always want to die on Fridays

Audemarized, no need to say it
Yellow interior : Bumblebee

We pray in the parking, there’s no mosque
I remember all those who laughed
I’m at the front door, I don’t have the password so I knock with Damoclès
I didn’t read all of it, give me the epilogue
Call me if you see the equinox
Shamanized so I can’t pilot
I see the Hanging Gardens of Babylon
I killed my nails in the sandbox
I control the Center like Bokassa
Sport, music, we’re only good at that
Running like Gotabaya Rajapaksa

I’m Porte d'la Chapelle, not crazy
In the retrovisor, I see three junkies
I’m focused, I’m only thinking of winning
"Kagame" rimes with "swastika"

I open my eyes, I see six vultures
The feeling of a rope around my neck
The executioner looks like Count Dooku
And by the smell, I’m at Dol Guldur
They served me a bowl of fish bones
I’ll get over it, don’t worry
I arrive like Mehmed II in a big Harem
I strangle you while watching Safety Catch
I pose my karate like a prose
Middle finger up, yeah, I’m waiting for osteoarthritis
Freshly out of the Pink Lake
Fruit bowl made in Monsanto
Out the window, it’s the temptation
On the other side of the line, there’s not even a trap
I check the informations
They use pliers like the freemasons
They wake up in the morning, there’s not even magic
No money so we reoffend
Tired of eating in a bowl that’s empty so Joseph joins the Bolsheviks

Either my head has grown too much
Either the game has become too small

I shoot at them like a homing head from the troglodyte constructions

I open a book randomly
End of the world, sixth page
I know elders so old that you cough when you say their name