Chorus:
You can feel me with no money
Can't feel me when i´m on it
You can't find me in the world
I´m not a matiyalibuuuuu
Find me in the wooooorld
Find me in the world!
You have to wait for something, if you have the money what's the point?
if you don't you feel bad about yourself, it's as if you were in front of a window and you didn't know what to take.
One bad morning, embittered with all your trouble, you'll want to hang yourself
Don't try to find out, what society expects of you
A big house, a big capital (yeah)
While the morons kill themselves, let the storm in Chernobyl pass
Let the rage flow, under the bridges of big cities
My friends say that the matrix is u200bu200bthe one that kills your dreams
I know, we're not cracks, we're often drowned
Paranos, safe, peace, sons of proles, working-class ghettos
Armed like GI Joes
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There are some who rob, there are some who kill for money
There are some who believe that with this, they have something magical
Others who are busting their asses, others who don't give a damn
Those who kick in the trash, who think we haven't seen them
Or who don't see anything anymore, they are so are better naked,
Picked up by the social SAMU. It makes you beastly.
I tell you this with passion, I wouldn't break a vocal cord
I don't live like that but I only shout on my voicemail
I'm suffering inflation, recession
When I have a little bit I slam... everything, like an idiot
My sheet undergoes too many ablations
The bank me looking for humiliation
banking is my ban
The bailiffs are my traveling companions
I don't like this trip too much...
I'm locked in the hold (hell, locked up, locked up)
I'm locked in the hold!
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I'm not even sure,
(that) if we would make the poor rich, it would change the world
It would at least stop discrimination
We would no longer have these strings that make us move like puppets
Close elbows, and all the world stands
Until the end
21st century, we are still starving
Do you mind if I have so much power?
Them, as long as you're in the dark...
You have to live well, live well, several generations
When you have nothing and you're arrive, you tell them
You gave a good part of your life
anyone who has anything to say about your fortune will take a shot
Aiming for the moon, you can be lost in the galaxy
Of course my crew wants to do some good stuff with the record
Anyway in France, it's becoming like America
I'm taking advantage because the RMist that I am... will soon no longer be able to play the artist
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