| I was told "your rap is strong, your crew is dangerous
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| Selmek I was told "leave, here it's dead man"
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| I came for the title, for the check,
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| For better and for worse, not here to laugh
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| Untouchable, you can only tear off my stickers
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| And the style looks like a Stinger missile
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| They told me I had vice and virtue
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| And that I would have few openings without a record label
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| Do not move ! |
| I was told "crawl, don't play cromas"
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| I came in peace a 44 against the stomach
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| I was told there was gold and laurels,
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| Outside the mto display Boob's the mtor
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| I won't be the whore of the state, nigga soon
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| I won't even open their fucking letters anymore
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| I was told to change words so that the little ones wouldn't follow me,
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| I don't care what Tony thinks about it in front of their little Swiss
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| I was told “Oh! |
| You're good only to squat the halls"
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| And their last sight will be a gun and a bald
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| I was told "don't leave without showing them what you're capable of, be careful"
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| I was told that "he is hot"
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| I was told “Oh! |
| Look what we do for money,
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| But shut the fuck up" the agent told me
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| I was told "no, it's too dark to not look like us"
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| But when I get there they all shout softly "Booba"
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| I was told "don't come home too late and do your homework"
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| I said "yeah yeah", it's the doggy style that they prefer, that the crime
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| pays brother
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| In the ears 20,000 watts, the country aches
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| Chirac told me "stop" yet I only gave him the oid
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| I was told "what do you want to do when you grow up"
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| Without hesitation I turned around I said "well I want to fuck everything"
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| Why am I badly chronicled
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| He Ho ! |
| I got the fangs, ngro, I came to hurt, word of Sonink
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| You should have left me my chains,
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| I fill checks, barills, bins, schnecks, happy if I reach my thirties
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| They almost told me "dog here's your pay"
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| I was told "I love you and I bleed" I said "I know"
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| Artisanal C4 for the D4, I was told "put it away, do some memes, change"
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| I've been told a hundred times
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| I was told to change words so that the little ones wouldn't follow me,
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| I don't care what Tony thinks about it in front of their little Swiss
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| They told me it was cain-ri, but great ensembles come from Paris
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| Blood near the speakers, a rap without incense
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| A little bit dancing, thing tears it off for the scarlas
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| Old or not, nigga you're old enough to eat the tiles
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| I was told "Okay if you censor yourself,
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| Fuck your mother here it's bitter black like a coffee without sugar"
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| I infiltrate, I'm this fucking ngro without filter
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| And I telephone cordless, wake up without oysters
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| I was told to go from the gram to the kilo per ton
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| Son to stay a man from the cradle to the grave
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| And I was told "tonight it won't be possible,
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| It's private here, you're not a VIP, you're freaking out"
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| I was told "you're weird when you fuck them you find them re-loud"
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| It's B2O from the 9 ze-dou zoo
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| I was told to change words so that the little ones wouldn't follow me,
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| I don't care what Tony thinks about it in front of their little Swiss |