Fredy K
Max of phases, I sorted, against my elders
I denied the existence of a biz world disguised as a taspé
br/>I've seen him pray for an ounce
Suck the world, even shoot my brothers, he loses his acquired senses
Pascal's head shifts a notch
There has been guts since wild beasts started fighting
No! no more tar-bâ troubles, now you're all done or who cares?
Go for it. You touch my darling, but advice, not my purses
Since I started my job, I'm suffocating on the weight of all these macs
No desire for my tass, jealous my art and dream of a plaque
In gold, my engraved name estimated at less than a cent on stage
I weigh heavily in the scales, cause them pain
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Enough that we act to please
Leave it, I'm waiting for the day that we bury you
Fredy K
Phases engaged, in the wake MC trenches in papier-mâchés
I annoy more than one, I won't be that my style has so much shape
That more than one man would get hit tails
What do you think? ATKlik, a website, you're not clean
Here my rap absorbs better than a girl, Always, tampon Nett
A cowardly thought that leaves the tasks below
My diction can make them angry
Don't ever slur my words and in your UK face, I'll spit
The best thing would be if the people take my rap for a good cock
/>Squares the occupying zone, occupies en masse the innates
My praline aroma style attracts the masses, just like the guys in front of a naked girl
I'll be good sorted the good ones, put them on the right side and whatever you know about oim
I don't think it's worth reading me my rights
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Fredy K< br/>Intense, immense my job, when I break too much like Fidel
The pec-nos of tech-no, There are a lot of them like Chanel
The Test guy will tell you, that my biz I count it in Dinars
Since the heads are confused, some even go so far as to play the duck
I replace Daffy, of course, but when they talk, it sounds like Porki
But what Is that what you want?
Some work, I have something for you, a Cachemir for whoever wants it
They bet every time and lose the bet
Don-bi they are . Ignore the crisis
Will move forward no matter what anyone says
Too much anxiety stuck in their heads
Like a barrette that they keep crumbling
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