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[Intro]
Rooftop
Katrina Squad
You won't do anything
Roo-Roof-Rooftop

[Verse 1]
It's the S and I believe in my irons, fuck a mentor
We make coke, yeah, since it brings in so much, soon, the Aventador
Seeing my life, you'll have to bury me early, fuck being an old man
My weapon is Serbian, but I'll rip you apart with a knife, I won't wait for the drop of water
A new pair of sneakers, I made mother crazy, well before the hospital
Sickness, death, I didn't see my father again
With the concreters, with the cleaners, I can sign your time off
Girls and the sellers, you know that odor, yet you act surprised
Don't make any noise, go, doggie
Riina Toto's life, I don't want that, I go straight
Here, I know everyone, everyone knows about my arm
Grow up and study, I learn about the enemy, I know him better than the friend
He wants to teach me my life? Me, I'll teach you yours: where you eat Monday
Where you go out Tuesday, where you sleep Wednesday
Which one you fuck Thursday, where you dance Friday, son of a bitch

[Bridge]
You're the king of rap, you?
Fucker
Yeah
[Verse 2]
It's the S, there's only undressed women, I don't spend on Matusalems to show off
At the end of the night, I piss, fuck a Matusalem
The banker tells : "Here, Julien, we're borderline" but there's money to make
Fuck ethics, I'm not a freeloader
Never really satisfied, especially when the ego gets involved
I could've taught you how to sell, I wanted to teach you how to rap
I think there's something in my stomach, something that blames the entire world
I have it as hard as rarely when it comes, fuck those who threw me a stone
They'll eat apples in paradise, blood falls on my umbrella
We meet again, we light you up, pleasing everyone, that's useless
Watch out, protect your neck, watch out, protect your elbows
Watch out, I'll put it up your ass, watch out, protect your life
Fuck your founding fathers, fuck your half-real rappers
Fuck the IRS, fuck risk, fuck the disc
I don't give a fuck about being validated, I don't give a fuck about being friends with the most dangerous of the city
A man with a weapon: what a dangerous idea
So many absurdities written in a notebook, it really makes us laugh
We look for pure at twenty-two euros, inveterate killer
Crashed cars, seventeen-year-old kids
Me, I come from the real shithole, you still have all your teeth? You little faggot
I give my heart to a woman but sometimes, it makes you crazy, I'm not a bad guy
Betrayal, it's hard after, you'll see blurry
Life, it's true, it's hard, fuck it's my domain, fuck, money's so great
Fuck, it was so dry before, fuck, we were so naive
I would've given my trust to any random son of a bitch provided we had some good times, provided I kept mom a long time
I've got .22, some 9.19, some 9.17 also, some 7.62
My guns aren't made of plastic, like my girl's tits
They came here acting tough, they left unrecognizable
We hit the road after three bottles, where I'm from, no one knows SAM
You leave full of aluminum, blood filling up your K-way Célio
Surely he would've been look-out here, Zé Pequeno
And when the lights turn off again, my enemies'll reappear
The real ones, the kids you disrespected'll come back to take over the reign
Look me dead in the eyes, who's going to sit at my table?
I would've already stopped rapping, bitch, if I was doing any better
[Outro]
Nineteen
Rooftop
It's the S
It's Marseille, baby, nineteen