I'm coming out of the hood, your pussy stinks of gouda
Every rhyme is heavy like Buddha's ass
Call me Dodo the Brine
I'll break your mouth without touching it just by drawing a dick there on the wall
I am violence in its pure state, in flesh and sausage
I'm not going to break your heart, you only have one, darling: I'm going to break your bone, you have 206
Fuck the swag, fuck the buzz , fuck the Police
Don't let Charles Trénet your son
You have rhymes from a wholesaler, clips from RMIste
You don't even know which toilet to piss in like a transformist
The guys want me in their fucking research files
You're not a Muslim eating a Filet-O-Fish
Wesh, every Sunday, I go to Jacques Mess'
I'm putting my dick in your eye like in Serbian Movie, peachy
Too many punchlines in the text to make an accelerating flow
Is there an MC on the pedestrian? Vroom, I accelerate hard
Another offshoot of convict
Scars, scarifications of fights
False bar, falsification of papers
Fuck the RATP, their bastard pricing
It's not a Facebook wall you need, it's a sidewalk
We drive like reckless drivers, carbonization of the radar
Bastard, it's the Parc des Princes or the Stade Vélodrome
Heads are going to roll, Néochrome is Game of Thrones
We're here mister, you're don't agree?
Fuck your sister like a Lannister, 'llah yster
Fuck the Pasteur Institute, my rage has no vaccine
I'm so far away that 'soon I'm going to rap in Martian
The MC's are going around in circles
If they went at the speed of light they could fuck themselves, the buffoons
Send it 'sound, the rhymes are pachydermic
I listen to French rap, it's shitty
The cops arrest my guys for their graphics, it's arithmetic tick
I never went to class, I couldn't beat the teacher
Prepare your speech if you go to SPIP
T-MAX, Air Max, it's is the street, big wads with elastic
And it's tough even on Walking Street
No feelings just centilitres
Bundle of baths in the underwear, we go around ©e bars
Once I get drunk, I tell all my disappointments
Don't make us believe that you came to Thailand for Chok Muay
Don't play Chuck Norris, nothing shocks me anymore Morray
Capital of vice, Los Patayos
I have the stomach of Carlos, the legs of Damien Alamos
Salam alaykoum yes you're going to the mos-queue
While the boloss smoke the Ice a la Kate Moss
Yeah it's atrocious if you have a trans' as a parent
Don't say it 'word sperm in front of a Thai: it's a transparent word
Porn is my escape door
You don't fuck a gamos by putting your dick in a pot of exhaust
Too hardcore to be charming or to be loved
The Husky is a sled dog, the Chihuahua is a trail dog
I rap for the grained heads and the shaved heads my face
A hole is a hole, a bastos she has no eyes
Bang! Your clashes tickle me like a fly
Come on, I'll kiss you all with the little mouth of the zguegue
Stop getting hard on other people's balls
Your rap tickles me Touch one without moving the other
By spitting on one, you inevitably suck the other
One person's slut is often another's wife
Little one, I wanted to be a thief, not an astronaut
What I didn't have, I went to the others
I'm neither in one camp nor the other
Rap is not just yours
It comes from Parc Lenôtre

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