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Back to the future

In this rap game, too many tors-men

Come pe-cho to Sevran or to land-Nan

I come to weddings, funerals

Greenbacks, I have so many

I bugger you all, solemnly

I do the halla without gaining momentum

I am a black bear, not a gull

Your mug-pé wants me gué-lan

Apart from class, I'm in the front row

Boul'Billancourt, stray dog

She has a mare's ass, I want her

I'm going to put him gently, calm

Bang bang in his schneck'zer, sparks in his puck

You have your studio on rue de Blondel, I have mine in Fort Lauderdale

My tchoin I have to maintain it

The people I have to entertain

Bakel City Cartel, Balls-of-Bois in garter belt

Hello, this is B2O

I'm with Prince Boateng, Balotelli at Milanello

Businessman, player, rapper, thief, dealer

Tell 'em who I am, tell 'em, tell 'em

I say what I live

I've seen all the colors

My life is in a bad mood

I'm better friend than foe

Street life, if not what life?

Tell them! Tell them!

I say what I live

I put her in the ass so deep she won't let go

I just wanted your ass, you and me baby can't work

All the prayers of the earth won't be enough

We're going to fuck you, your grandmother, we're going to beat you up again

Shut the fuck up, Callate!

It's not the firefighters but the khade3h who have to be stoned

If you cross the line, it's gonna suck

Don't start a war, you're not enough

340 in Lambo', flashed

I will stay in the game forever, à la Sabatier

Pebbles of crack and hero' in the salad bowl

Niggers don't break at the Trocadéro anymore, niggas are kalashed

Businessman, player, rapper, thief, dealer

Tell 'em who I am, tell 'em, tell 'em

I say what I live

I've seen all the colors

My life is in a bad mood

I'm better friend than foe

Street life, if not what life?

Tell them! Tell them!

I say what I live

Come see me in the tur-fu

I have a view of infinity

Surplus, only big asses

I was on Mars, my alibi

They wanted to get on board

But for them it's all over

Honey, would you still love me if I had Fouiny's dick? Izi

I ate good egg #Mafé

Biatch, bring me my gun, my bulletproof, come get rid of it

Am I the only straight rapper in this shit?

Burst of seed'zère in the hair, it's my hair-play

That the night, PSG, Menez

'PDRG' will be all Khenez

Calibrated in the hood, calibrated in the car

Canon long tah Clint Eastwood, eyes in the back

Look in the opposing camp, it's the hass

Kalash, millions cash, here R.A.S

'Future Tour' with Popeye and Ben of Arachnee

Got a slave in my veins, chains ripped off

Businessman, player, rapper, thief, dealer

Tell 'em who I am, tell 'em, tell 'em

I say what I live

I've seen all the colors

My life is in a bad mood

I'm better friend than foe

Street life, if not what life?

Tell them! Tell them!

I say what I live

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