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[Intro]
333 Mob

[Verse 1]
You don't know what I've seen
Yellow fingers in my father's hands
At six a.m. he's already smoking a Winston
He looks at me with the look
Of who's been defeated but has won anyway
His whole life spent making sacrifice to please his son
You don't know what I've seen
Another me going out
Early in the morning slamming the door
Mom is crying instead of me
Just to try to give me strength
"This time it went bad too"
And then she doesn't know what to say anymore
Other than that after you've reached the bottom
You can't go down, you can just go up
You don't know what I've seen
Concretе walls
Painted with fears inside my room
Thе fear that I wasn't enough for the others
I always turned the other cheek
While I waited for the bell at school
Locked in a toilet
With the impulse to vomit and Depakin in my pocket
Just a group of crazy guys with dirty shoes
And holes in their tracksuit
Double faces like prisms
That you can see better when in backlight
A whole lot of problems
It seemed like I was looking for them
Disappointment reflected on a mirror
I swear, it had exactly my face
You don't know what I've seen
My parents going in courthouse
They won the trial, but you were like a brother to my father
To me you're just a scumbag
The pain you've given him
That you cannot anesthetize it
If you were here in front of me
I wouldn't even touch you, 'cause shit gets you dirty
Hours past in that conservatory
I dreamt of making history in there
But things get bad
If you waste your time waiting for a whore
I played this piano
'Cause I can't live without it
I've never passed any test, brother
Not even the soul-searching one
I was sick last year
I finished my album in the hospital
I could have died in there, I could have healed better
That's going in the trash can anyway
I've never believed in Christ
I only thank me if I've caught this train
I didn't finish this new album
I had it all written in my head like Mozart
I had forgotten how to laugh
I've heard people, bro, that write just to be pitied
And people that it's just a pity if they write
I'd like to teach them how to live
You know, until now
I hadn't ever opened up, I only talked about others
I've never talked about myself
I just didn't want to scare you
[Bridge]
I'm Zzala now, son of a bitch
My album's out soon, bro, lock yourself up
I did it for me rather than for the money
To keep my butt away from the street

[Verse 2]
You don't know what I've seen
Sold out shows with no album
Talk, talk, I'm the Diablo
With black Nikes, brother, I'll repeat that
I laugh about my bad times
I'm even fucking with the crisis
I rap while I skate, like Weezy
But with a pair of Yeezy
Easy, like Booba
Your people: excluded
Your trio: Medusa
My trio: "Well, sorry"
You hear me: "Bro, what a flow"
I hear you: "Bro, what a loser"
I'm obsessed with her camel toe
I'm gonna smash her, Camel Double
I'm not dead, bro, Tupac Shakur
Zzala, brother, he's got that extra oomph
Bring your girlfriend to your show
This way you'll have an extra oomph, yeah
I'm blowing up, like in Boston
I get a K just with my rhymes
This way, brother, if time is money
I'm gonna sleep with a Rollie on my wrist
[Outro]
I'm Zzala now, son of a bitch