I like a lot of rappers but the one I prefer is called
MC*Solaar, director of the Earth in short
I've seen clowns, fighting for the title
Of champion of 'America, freaks, I'm from Africa
The referee manipulated them
Ketchup in the cassoulet, couscous and maffé
Jacky's name is Jackson, Malik's name is Malcom
The Soviets quickly went from Stalin to Staline
The truth here it is!
I represent the Indian on a reservation in Dakota
I do attack rap, and the 'important it's not the saps
It's not ending up in a cul de sac or dead end in a puddle
Well, for a story of genes
Your sister is having trouble . In the city of problems
The quiet neighborhood has gone crazy
Let's jester the jesters, let the lowlifes beat them up in Toulon
The population is cracking, go ahead Wasa
They want an arsenal to rebuild their Gaza Strip
Psychology cannot understand this ideology
Their philosophy is pure mythology
Ben's brother is in pain
In his HLM, he wants guns and tear gas
He's hot! He's angry, angry, "piss off the fascists!" the desire to bomb heaven
Meanwhile, the guys only think about their sneakers
Only imitate the States, it bothers me
I'm a hundred times more dangerous than pyramid selling
Simple, social and serious my ideal is cerebral
I excel in all genres, my rival is a mirror
For all these stories, I prefer MC* Solaar
I like lots of rappers but the one I prefer is called
MC*Solaar, director of the Earth in short
I've seen clowns fighting for the title
From champion of America, of freaks, I am from Africa
In the golden triangle, Solaar does not sleep
Abracadabra change of voice you see, it's me again
102nd Dalmatian, guided by the idea
Marley's thought, not Hallyday's Harley
Yo Gadjo! Think Banjo! I invent the double bass!
Laars rhymes with class and drinks from a calabash
Addicted to Ghandhi, do you know why?
Because down the street I don't want Della Chiesa
I represent seven days a week
The tears of the little girl that I placed on the internet
Commando H, combat diver
I dance the Rumba in front of the K.K.K.
It all started there in the town called Maisons-Alfort
My mind pierces, this action is a drop of gold
Qualitative, poetic I create frenzy
And even in fantasy I shake like the Stasi
The hostile style in the pen, the high hostile style
Is done in the quality so "fuck to all the pedophiles!"
I like lots of rappers but the one I prefer is called
MC*Solaar, director of the Earth in short
I saw clowns, fighting for the title
Of champion of America, freaks , I am from Africa

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