[Intro]
I'm losing it
Tenth album, I'm still as good
Have you seen my cover? I only have a gang, it's my family
[Verse 1]
Authentic MC, I'm coming back with full balls
Plastic guns, rappers do paintball
They are a serious sentence, in any case they are very funny
As they say in Senegal: Shut up and little, doul
D.I.S.I.Z, tenth album, yeah
French rap is cool, I won't be its buoy
You're all copied, no, you're not didn't kill everything
I can be the King of Cool like the King of Brrreh
Damn where did I put my gun
Wait for them Inrocks to know what's good
Damn, it stinks like shit, I'm told: that sonne good
It smells like someone shit behind a tree
French rap makes me lose my mind
On the chessboard , we're all just pawns
In key positions, there are only white people
The sons of choins will say that it's not important, ah!
[ Chorus 1]
I'm losing my temper
I'm losing my temper
I'm losing my temper (2015)
I'm losing my temper Take the lead
[Verse 2]
I could have lost my wife, my kid and my job
The industry, this thing, has sucked our hip-hop
Don't think I'm complaining, I'm fine, I'm enjoying it
I know fast life #ThomasNjigol
I'm watching the MCs, I'm there, I'm laughing
Rap is Mecca, there are plenty of idols
If I lost control today
It wouldn't be for a go or a McMorning
I lost everything: my wife, my kid and my salary
I would go to Areva armed like in my console
I would shoot the boss and I would shoot the sheriff
I would shoot the Devil who is hiding in Syria
I would shoot in Nigeria, yeah, I would go there
I would shoot in the Sahara, the CIA in a djellaba , oh!
[Chorus 2]
I'm losing control
I'm losing control
I'm losing control (You're losing control) I'm going crazy)
I'm going crazy (We're going crazy)
[Verse 3]
I'm putting my finger where it shouldn't be, like Franà §ois Holland
I spit on the graves of all the neo-colonists
I put the tapeworm in the colon of all the white-collar workers
It's rap damn, I think I need a sedative
I read Guénon and Malcolm, nothing to give a damn about Soral
Another ciste-ra at corporal swag
If I lost my temper right now
It wouldn't be on the ring road, stuck in traffic
I lost everything : my wife, my kid, my house
When you have nothing left to lose, well you lose your mind
You say that Marine is right, it's because of the Muslims
Who are waging jihad even in our canteens
It's not because of the Rothschilds, not because of the bankers
I found my anger again, damn, I had missed
Stop the kids' ears, batten down the hatches
When I'm vulgar, it's not for trifles
We're not at the end of our tether hatred, you want to bet it?
We are not at the end of our troubles, nor of the barrel
A politician, whoever he is, should be booed
Good And, we will think that we will have to put a t
Fortunately I believe in God, otherwise I would be resentful
I didn't have a father, the authority ©: fuck her
If I had twenty years today
I would show all these sons of sows
How I shine, how I am
br/>On my mother's life I would pursue medicine
The day I graduate, I will watch the Assembly
I just want to succeed, I don't want to be like you
Rather die
The anger weaned me
[Outro]
I'm losing my temper (I'm lose your temper)
I'm losing your temper (I'm losing your temper)
I'm losing your temper
We're losing your temper
We're losing it
You've lost everything: your dreams, your faith, your hopes
You're being a monkey, but that's what... they want to see
Everyone is losing it
Everyone is losing it
Everyone is losing it
Everyone is under pressure
There's too much pressure, too much pressure, too much pressure
We're losing our minds

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