| We do refined, you're fascinated
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| Do you feel the talent when we rap for our guys?
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| Will have to assume, assume
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| Faced with all that talent when we sing for our people
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| It's refined, you're fascinated
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| Do you feel the talent when we rap for our guys?
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| Will have to assume, assume
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| Faced with all that talent when we sing for our people
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| Criminal Instinct: Stressful Lifestyle
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| Hardened character, charisma and bearing
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| Have you forgotten us? |
| #vexing
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| So locked that we have developed seven senses
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| You can't savor without enduring
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| You'll be disappointed, like a padded bra
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| The great men are enthroned, even on stools
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| Knowledge is a weapon so I come hooded
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| I rap for the little people, shy and ti-gen
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| For the homeless |
| who sleep between the sidewalk and your legs
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| That's all, sir, that makes my music infuriating
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| It comes from the heart, that's why...
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| We do refined, you're fascinated
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| Do you feel the talent when we rap for our guys?
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| Will have to assume, assume
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| Faced with all that talent when we sing for our people
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| It's refined, you're fascinated
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| Do you feel the talent when we rap for our guys?
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| Will have to assume, assume
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| Faced with all that talent when we sing for our people
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| We run after the future, the present becomes futile
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| To regret our best times stuck in the past
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| My memories are packed, the cig makes me cough
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| And I think back to all my friends gone there, all alone
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| I rap with gloves, dark texts like the Ganges
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| One-on-one with my questions, in a barn
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| The more the years pass, the greater the pain
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| So many birds of prey with angel heads
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| It's all those, on the side, that the peloton tries to catch up
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| What's up with pythons, these little idiots trying to have supper
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| If wealth makes you stupid, hardship makes you crazy
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| Many have become greedy, we...
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| We do refined, you're fascinated
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| Do you feel the talent when we rap for our guys?
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| Will have to assume, assume
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| Faced with all that talent when we sing for our people
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| It's refined, you're fascinated
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| Do you feel the talent when we rap for our guys?
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| Will have to assume, assume
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| Faced with all that talent when we sing for our people
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| We do fancy for our incarcerated brothers
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| Mom will say it's nothing despite her lacerated heart
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| In an H.L.M. |
| all shabby but that's nothing
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| It will be better tomorrow since, for the moment, nothing is happening
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| Everyone plays their part while the cops prowl
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| There's more than a hundred thousand evils, the homies handle the words
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| The State handles ours while the Street handles the cups
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| I handle the mic...
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| We do refined, you're fascinated
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| Do you feel the talent when we rap for our guys?
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| Will have to assume, assume
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| Faced with all that talent when we sing for our people
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| It's refined, you're fascinated
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| Do you feel the talent when we rap for our guys?
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| Will have to assume, assume
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| Faced with all that talent when we sing for our people
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| End of Dream before Gotham City
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| LoudSchool
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| Lyrics written and explained by the RapGenius France community |