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Bloodsport when the truth? ?burst,
The words jostle, forming powerful blows that knock you out.
Bloodsport, do you think that? apart from in all directions,
But there is always a common thread and that's what makes my show thrill,
Bloodsport my rap sticks? ? the street even if I go up,
Drip? success in my texts is not for pretending.
Bloodsport if you know this niche well you have to
If you saw what I saw you will only live it's a blood sport.
I'm celebrating the anniversary of my mouth becoming a weapon,
install some discomfort and please? those who row
Kamnouze back? the charge without ever giving up
every day, sporty is my journey
A boycott route? in every way,
we wanted to reduce my chances, but think,
what? force launches own resistances
Arm? to the teeth of pieces, now preach to god
thank you with Dyna starts at this,
my first maxi Bloodsport to announce my next album
Discipline, sincerity? sharpening of background and shapes
I let the color and smell of my life permeate my records
All these phrases that I searched for to convince myself that I exists
So many weakened leaves today engraved? never in this bald skull
That we deliberately wanted to explode
While I'm still here? ? tell my scarred face
I create my job, my whole life is recorded.
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Life scares me but at the same time fascinates me
I saw the curiosity? teach us, I saw the one who murders us.
Today we die? 16 years others mature? 30
What age do you give them in the FN they don't deserve a temper
And as the hatred increases, text increases feeds on it
They feel it when passing from Bagneux? Nantes
So we take risks, spice up our sad lives and we persist
But we know we are on the trail? class? off-piste
We work on the black son and we get by
Since we need piston
I work with my friend on all that for Harmonie Record
behind the guardians of the rappodrome
We all agree and we hold on in front of each other. the difficulty?
that we will have to encounter? each step
It's decided? we're going to fight
Is the blood rising? head quickly
An accumulation of suffocating pressure is far from being perfect we lose our own awareness and we sink
The others laugh and our eyebrows furrow.
Wait until I tell you that this is telling me that I haven't seen everything
while I have terrifying memories
I'm laughing in the interest of those who are blas? in front of these things
which mark a man in everything I made a new album
I felt bad for that
Have I learned yet? know myself and this setting around me.

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