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Your Name on my List

Who told you I was going to stop this early
This fast?
Who wants to compete?
Too late, the ice is broken
The mike, my only business
I strike when I’m nervous
I don’t listen to what others say
I’m inspired without weed

Your name on my list
Then I track you down
And snatch all your money
I’m sick when I see
The misery around me
My bros who struggle
You’ll say I’m not the only one
Well, it takes all kinds to make a world
But when you get double-crossed
I don’t accept that

I’ll use all my rage for what I want
I’ll get involved all the way
When you’ve got no money
You don’t count
You don’t have the right to speak
Money spoils people
I'm fucked ‘cause I don’t have any
I rap for my first album
And if you don’t like it, then fuck off
I'm preparing a dirty trick
To take the cash
I’ll gun you down
Like the fat guy from Freelancers
I smoke the best quality weed

I'm sick of the tax authorities
I dream of France getting fisted by my team

I break your lyrics that finish plastered
My flow tore you apart
Like it or not
I’ll come through the door
And destroy all your designs
I’ll do it for my bros
We dream of becoming successful
With bitterness in our heart
When time comes, you'll see the angel
Bang! Bang!
You can’t do anything about it
I hope it's clear

A damn robbery
Hanibal doesn’t do trap, man
All your flows sound false
I distinguish the true from the false
A hell of an ego
Rap is my kind of music
It’s Hanibal
And if they ask you who it is
Say ‘I do not know’
He came as thunder
And will do it again

We were fed on Kerosene
Rebellion in our genes
God forgive me
Too many sins on my account
This seed of mine
Has grown evil
It’s just like hard times
Or a cigarette smoke that went wrong way

Fuck, I'm so furious
The situation is out of hands
Here I am, once again under the same lamppost
I walk on the ground
My nerves are frayed
And I'm waiting for this damn song
This damn robbery
The hell of an ego
Go, go...
A damn robbery
Hanibal doesn’t do trap man
All your flows sound false
I distinguish the true from the false
A hell of an ego