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[Intro]
Ta-la-lah, ta-la-lah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
A-A
Would we do that ?
AWA the mafia, my nigga

[Verse 1]
Yeah mama, it's L.U.V, saying a real hello, real smala, weed, salad, Ketama (wow), for my real brah (yeah)
No, don’t try, it’s Resval, there I will climb the flames of hell (wow), then, I stay out there
Real rascal, she knows I’m the guy who has the address (yah)
The system almost leaves us in misery (in misery)
Nobody wants to stay, talk about respect to others (nah)
Talk about respect to others, we hurry the rafts
I looked for you the entire night like a Desperado
When the big ones look at signs, the pouches tell me to get high
For the goal, we aim to the basket, angels tell me to win
Our visions diverge from happiness, our hearts become kamas (eyah)
The kid falls asleep with the sound of humans holding FAMAS
Always collect more gamma, roll it in a Paris bus
Just the cash, just the cash, I gotta buy a Prada bust
Blood stains under the seams, it's dark but we get used to it
The songs, I read them all where the flowers no longer grow
Wrinkles on papi's face sometimes make me melancholic
I gotta kill the beat, the song of my voice fools you
Six flasks (six flasks), six pack, aim for the head, on time
We put endless stories there, our pregnant sisters
I smoke with the joint from the day before, each day, there are things that hurt, nobody ever remembers
Cash calls me, if ever the cops arrest me (what?) send me small drug strips
Child, I cut so much, I ride my flow in a thousand carts
Before the elders spoke so our parents say the same
A man's blood flows on the floor of a small arena
The face of a bundle does not take long to disappear
I’m Walter in his caravan, I’m stoned in my paragraphs
[Chorus]
And life goes by, it's just a long corridor, the river flows, there's not much more to want
A blues tune, nostalgia overwhelms me, every day we suffer, every day we suffer
And life goes by, it's just a long corridor, the river flows, there's not much more to want
A blues tune, nostalgia overwhelms me, every day we suffer, every day we suffer

[Verse 2]
The river flows over our heads as if it was raining, they talk as if they could, they waged war as if they had to
From my gun flames come out, from my bag come out weapons, "Ladies and gentlemen, take it", but your eyes still let out tears
Two weed strips, I arrive quickly with Zelda’s body, Hi are you there ? (Allô)
The team is Stendhal, their faces turn pale
I'm chaotic, angry like Eminem at the end of 8 Mile
I like when it bombs in the area, everyone has their job and Mephisto accompanies me
I walk on the production, REP Jackson, I have a dirty gun that cries every time I activate it
Before the state collects lots of money, the chefs chop off our heads while the seconds split up
I listen to people honking in the street (in the street)
I come from everywhere as if I had a thousand mothers, big glass of lean rose, mom, I didn't put the measuring cup
New Gucci while the Devil dresses our sisters
Townspeople are being watched by Big Brother
Recount the cash, the kids pull up the bag
Sheitan offers a present, you would wait for it to be given to you
The traps are waiting for me below, but I won't wait for someone to delay me
Satan plays bass, I feel like I'm being watched, woh
I wrote weird lyrics, I had dreams where I ...
When I lose ten, I get back a thousand
I write super sad just like Martin Luther King
You lose your seven kills, the beautiful morning of a search
Perfidious colons roam the land taken
Bro, stop joking, the hell of our lives are endlessly represented
Big iron, I'll let you in, pretty ass, I arch it, yeah
You don't give a fuck, listen to me, the account is coming to an end
The sky splits when the angels come to earth
You dirty weasel, go tidy up your homo
My face is gnawed by hate like the child of Tatooine
I see a bitch but I'm not going to fuck her (nah)
In dirty business, my rhyme is a lightsaber
Rock the white like Whitney, remember how it was important to me
In the Opera of Sidney, I see ghosts like Britney
There are a lot of rats, in our crepes there wasn’t no maple syrup
They all walk in boulevards, filled with cameras
You take advantage of my momentum, fuck the Thought Police
My life is ugly, Jesus, is it possible to fix it?
Whether someone gives me a nice car or brings me food
It's not worth it, that's the reason death leaves there
Gue-shla là for cess la
My brain is a battery recharged by the Tesla tower
But of course, of course, I’m stoned, I'm on medication
Big-up to my previous enemies, underground like German mines, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Underground like German mines, and when Eve fell in love with Adam
[Chorus]
And life goes by, it's just a long corridor, the river flows, there's not much more to want
A blues tune, nostalgia overwhelms me, every day we suffer, every day we suffer
And life goes by, it's just a long corridor, the river flows, there's not much more to want
A blues tune, nostalgia overwhelms me, every day we suffer, every day we suffer
The river flows