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The power as soon as I arrive, feel the rage to live
I breathe my time, my life my rap collide
They love me, they hate me, the more I hurt, the more I progress
Little tenderness, time is running out
If I go, my music will stayI speak of truths maybe of yours
Wink to the smile, of the hearts which bleed I
look no more for the words, they come of themselves I
interpret the pain which haunts us
Sadness and joy in us are frequent, from birth to slow death
I tell myself, in the mirror I see us, I feel that your soul receives me
Here at your place or in the ture-voi
All equal, with or without ego
P’t’être not the same mileage of sins, we don’t die equal
If you don’t have faith, between us there’s a misunderstanding
If the ghetto has ears, it’s to love my words
I caught my audience between four eyes in concert
Born to turn my pages, not the kind of guy we see
As far as I’m concerned, unloved why we love each other
We are never better served than by ourselves
Aware that each day that God leaves is a chance
I am the author, victim at the same time, my ambulance
Educated by the absence of maternal affection
It’s about begging for love, repaying the natural
I cried for the mother by finding the paternal It’s
only now that I discovered the child stuck in me -even The power as soon as I arrive, feel the rage to live
I breathe my time, my life my rap collide
They love me, they hate me, the more I hurt, the more I progress
Little tenderness, time is running out
If I go, my music will stay I take everything that God gives me
The success, the trials, the MCs do what they can
I have the helm at the microphone
What you feel is not the sound but the ringing life I take everything that God gives me
The success, the trials, the MCs do what they can
I have the helm at the microphone
What you feel is not the sound but the ringing life My life, my rap collide
Friends we shock them
Enemies we
bump them I count on God and my machtok
Too hot for the old schnoks
I’m a reur -ti, my rap has knocked the street in jail
J’reconnais my little
Who wants m’mettre fined serve as an example
So j’la go mad jealousy you to invent this shit
Nothing qu’ça jacte, that chat, the impact of the success
I don’t take advantage even when there’s pussy
My bank account is less armored than my notepad
Yet I have enough euros to be happy with handcuffs
No need to do a talk show, just a cover
Without to be gone I’m coming back to eat, change the cutlery
I rap with my face uncovered, the Parisian burned me
Put on sunglasses in concert, it will shine, baby, it will scream I
rap better than you, try not to forget it I
‘m breaking through walls, and the real estate rap whore I
always hit the first one, what’s the point of arguing?
We love you for what you have, we hate you for what you are
I made myself all alone, I train and speak all alone
I make the pass and score all alone
J ‘ I have lessons to receive from anyone
To get out of it there is only zique
Violent sports, illegal and I follow the classics
There is no more, what I do that
The power as soon as I arrive, feel the rage to live
I breathe my time, my life my rap collide
They love me, they hate me, the more I hurt, the more I progress
Little tenderness, time is running out
If I go, my music will stay The power as soon as I arrive, feel the rage to live
I breathe my time, my life my rap collide
They love me, they hate me, the more I hurt, the more I progress
Little tenderness, time is running out
If I go, my music will stay