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Charade
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Refrain
My first as the sector is squared
My second every time you lady the pawn
My third is even playing the cream of the crop
My all triumphs by the most skilful stratagems
I act on your mind like PCP
So go on this one is Sensi blues
But what did you think we spent our time going through
Send the MIC and Bluesy will fuck you
Because I'm crazy about lacrosse, rosse, boxing kids
Who strive to play the bosses and when things get tough
Branch Rank Xerox
What do you say, you'll be worse than a toxi under ecstasy
Especially since you have also son son on my posse s'extasie
20 hours Bruno Masure news flashes as you go
When the blues take the MIC announce wounds
Issaman terroro crook as Kelkal gets hold
Only deadline jump in full flight, shit missed the stopover
You are looking for a brown brown-eyed renoi, there's plenty around
Unless you are looking for the fine flower, the floret
I put you in the perfume that it is me, that I finally tease everywhere
For all my guys, France 2, France 3, even TF1
Don Primo and Don Geo
You pushed Don don at last you did not do too much
Primo and Geo take over the lead, but the head is wiped out of trophy
When you have a good state of mind for sure, we follow you
We give you this if you wipe sweat under your T sweatshirt
The most explosive duo since nitro and glycerin
Like Marlboro it's a hit when slipping rhymes
You like it, the text learn it by heart at Macéo
Because our style is more expected than the first metro
Refrain
You'll feel like a Ivanov Trifon's task
The swell rises sailor I put a foot on the grass
Kaz by Kaz occupies the second pitch all season
Last game Boboche tonight we play at home
Menelik do you mean it? The pressure is increasing
I do not give up for you it's tense, I'll say even tendax
Pass as a trick of Gérard Majax
Zolo !!! My flow slips like a Tampax
The contrctuel of the corner paces all the alleys
Prowl next to the ticket machine, the time is up
No need to jostle, it's too late
Goodbye, you're late
Whether you are beefy tall tall skinny or beautiful
Like a swarm of kids playing hopscotch
I draw down notebook pen leaving on the lower tee
The baton and the gun in the gutter
In two four six, I arrive and trumps on the beat no panic
Daz the man with the thousand phases on the 2 feet fall back
Acrobat nature cousin close to the cat I swear
Respect my motto and there always fly
Watch out for more than one turn waiting for me
As vigilant as D'Artagnan I take my pen and there I touch
Do not touch my team or you scoop
At least sure of a fucking comma on the figure
Refrain
Bobigny Terminus !!! Everyone goes down
The observation is the following, close to the year 2000
A new team of MC's arrives in town for any fast fodder
No time for darling bickering, pickled Checkerboard ready to rake
Stream 24 carat not quantified, go ahead re-noi fuck you mouth
If my mouth you can not cash
If you want to test Negro you will hate
Like a good girl the MIC I come and grope
My fantastic clique like stock market is well quoted
So the fake MCs are put on the side
Boogy, Akanakk, Charmant Armand simply pose
You know who it is systematically
Soldafada represent once again for you re-oi
Hip Hop brings sorrel you see my guy
We are full of cashflow, we are hungry for gos
We roll on the bullion is Boogy microphone dingo
Do not give a damn about Elvis Presley, leave them, I love my Nestlé color
Boogy told me the fake MC hurts them
The bami did not put all his panoply
But you like when Jordan smashe and the panel folds
They do not happen by chance paparazzi
We do not feel enough, so there's none here
Soldafada fat flow at MIC
I am loved here the fake MC himself he knows
By the finest of stratagems my team annoys you, leads the game
Drink your oxygen, the Mier-Da quickdraw
After the parade, the guy charade is the che-arra
More issue the Mier-Da now for you that's it
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24.11.2024
EMILIA • WRONG ADDRESS
An old story, you and I, once in love, a perfect tie.
We were happy, heart to heart, but now we’ve fallen apart.
I’m just a memory—get used to it!
Go to her now, let anger hit.
Run away, just leave me be.
I’ve had enough of your lies, you see.
You deserve to be alone in pain
No turning back—it’s all in vain.
At night, you’d call me, craving more.
With her, was it better than before?
My number’s gone, don’t try to find,
I’ve left it all behind.
When I was hurting, where did you stay?
With someone else, you chose to play.
Drink all you want—it won’t make me care.
Search for me, but I’m not there.
Remember the days I hid my tears?
Now you burn with the same fears.
Keep your words, they mean no more,
You killed the love we had before.
24.11.2024
I will Win (I Wanna Be a Hero) credits version
Starting a long journey...
Opening a new page
I will win! (Win!)
Pokémon for the advanced!
(The advanced!)
I will win! (Win!)
I will touch the clouds...
And I'll prove to everyone...
Who's the best, the best in the world...
I will win!
Pokémon!
24.11.2024
Heavenly clouds
Oh, heavenly clouds, eternal wanderers!
Over an azure steppe, a pearly brethren
Akin to myself, you travelers hasten
From the dear north to course southern.
Then who is exiling you: is it fate’s verdict?
Is it the envy concealed? Is it malice in the open?
Or is there a crime that levees a burden?
Could it be slander by friends that is poison?
No, you are fatigued by fields that stay barren…
Foreign are passions to you and the suffering alien
Always cold-bloodied, always independent,
You have no homeland, know not of banishment.
24.11.2024
The solitary man of the night
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
I have departed, solitary and dejected
Severed my heart from the all
The loneliest of the lonely, sorrowful and disgraced
The one alone and without a tomorrow, that is me
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips
I have departed from your city
Packed my rucksack and left
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
Without the worry of tomorrow, with only myself, alone
The wanderer of these nights, that is who I am
The solitary man of the night, I am
The seal of silence upon my lips
The solitary man of the night, I am
Hundreds of untold stories linger on my lips