Jvke – Upside Down Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus: JVKE, KBFR]
Down south, hood baby (Hood baby)
Make all the girls go crazy (Ah)
Go (Go)
Go (Go)
Go stupid
But you smart like an A-plus student
[Chorus: JVKE]
Up, down, right, down
Looking for your love right now
La-la-la-la
Up, down, all around
Turn my stomach upside down
La-la-la-la
[Verse: JVKE]
I found your hair-tie in my car
I could only drive so far without a breakdown (Ah)
Baby, you’re the queen of hearts
You know how to play your cards, you keep ‘em face-down (Ah)
Ooh, I miss your face now
Lookin’ at your pictures, scrollin’ way down (Ah)
Wishing I could fix all my mistakes
I wish I could erase you
Girl, I can’t replace
You’re the one that got away (Ooh)
[Bridge: JVKE]
Girl, your energy
Feels so heavenly
Make me feel like
La-la-la-la
You a melody
Put to memory
It goes something like
La-la-la-la
[Pre-Chorus: JVKE, KBFR]
Down south, hood baby (Hood baby)
Make all the girls go crazy (Ah)
Go (Go)
Go (Go)
Go stupid
But you smart like an A-plus student
[Chorus: JVKE]
Up, down, right, down
Looking for your love right now
La-la-la-la
Up, down, all around
Turn my stomach upside down
La-la-la-la
[Outro: JVKE]
Girl, your energy
Feels so heavenly
Make me feel like
La-la-la-la
You a melody
Put to memory
It goes something like
La-la-la-la

Young M.a – Foreign Lyrics

Hey man
Ay, we be f*ckin’ up them foreigns man
f*ckin’ up the highway
f*cking up the eway
f*cking up the streets
f*ckin’ up a foreign
Police pull me over with a ticket and a warning
I still ain’t pay that bill
Damn, I probably got a warrant
Haters trying to blow my vibes
Gotta ignore ’em
I eat it then I leave
Put on my Louie hoodie then my Louie sneakers
I don’t ever cuff a thotty or a skeezer
Don’t know how to love, I just know how to please her
Baby come and put your toppings on my pizza
I don’t catch no feelings, I’m a bob and weaver
Valet the foreign, I don’t pay no meters
My bank account look like the numbers on a beeper
f*cking up an Amex, this is not a Visa
Ooh, she’s a leaker
So I iced her out, now she’s a a walking freezer
I’m the don dada and my bitch a diva
No, I do not trick but I know how to treat her
My diamonds caucasian
My jewellery go bling-bling
Your jewellery don’t say shit
My bitch said she leaving me
I went on vacation
Ay, I’m f*cking with this foreign
Yeah, that bitch look good but I cut her off ’cause she annoying
Humble down lil’ hoe ’cause really you ain’t that important
Collecting bags at night and ill be richer by the morning
Yes I will
It’s a groove
I grind and get it, I mind by business
Im winning, yeah it’s a mood
You whining bitch and you broke
You lying and fibbing and it ain’t cool
Broke nigga, hoe nigga, hoe nigga, broke nigga
Hoe nigga leave the room
‘Cause I’m broke niggas, no nigga
Won’t nigga, go nigga
No we ain’t bool
Hey lil’ bit, go lil’ bit
Hoe lil bit, no I ain’t no fool
Snakes on a plane ’cause snakes on my shoes
Blue faces all in my rules
Water on my neck, water on my wrist
Water in my drip, ooh, pardon my pool
Pardon my drool, pardon my ooh
Hey, made my plate, now I’m eating my food
It’s a fact shit, black shit
Matte shit, bat shit and the engine go vroom
Flinstones on my neck and the diamonds go yaba daba doo
Im taking your bitch, play with your bitch
Then I give her back to you
My diamonds caucasian
My jewellery go bling-bling
Your jewellery don’t say shit
My bitch said she leaving me
I went on vacation
When your bitch in town, I just send her my location
Ay, she said my crib is spacious
Told her, "You should see the bar inside my basement"
Can’t open up them bottles, done with acc’ shit
Drink Hennessy, can’t smoke no weed, it make her anxious
Hey Bitch, I’m just trying to f*ck, ain’t got no patience
It don’t make no sense to f*ck if you ain’t wasted
f*ck it, I’ll just call up your replacement
And I bet a 100 bands that bitch get naked
And I like my bitches foreign, can’t do basic
And when I she just give me head, bitch just don’t think shit
Told my side bitch just to f*ck me, just don’t say shit
Yea she feisty-feisty, she like to break shit
Oh you love the bitch, oh you cuffed the bitch
I released her from you, put her on probation
You said she celibate, it’s a celebration
I’ma f*ck her anyway
All my closets foreign
All my bitches foreign
All my clothes are foreign
All my shoes are foreign

Triosphere – The Road Less Travelled Lyrics

Turn around
Tread new ground
Changing times always evolve new lines
Is it true all that we're taught? And we're told
Then we're sold
Do you think it's sheer luck when you catch a winning hand? [Verse 1]
A storyline leads out new borderlines
Should I move to strike what's done? Can you feel the two-faced grin? Time to leave what's done behind
No more tears to bear forgiveness
No more steps to reasoning
Take the road less travelled
No one else can guide your journey
No one else can be blamed
You always have a second chance
Take control of what you trust in
Fate is defined by you
Take the road less travelled
[Pre-Chorus]
All in all we're just one step away
To take the road less travelled
[Chorus Variation]
Can you taste the false pretensions? [Pre-Chorus]
All in all we're just one step away
To take the road less travelled
[Chorus]
Can you taste the false pretensions? Life is defined by chances that we get
Even the ones we cannot regret
No one else can make you fall
[Pre-Chorus]
All in all we're just one step away
To take the road less travelled
[Chorus]
Can you taste the false pretensions? Life's too short to hang around and wait
While thinking that our magic fate
Will soon awake
Fix all at stake? Time to leave what's done behind
No more tears to bear forgiveness
No more steps to reasoning
Take the road less travelled
[Verse 2]
I need to see what lies ahead of this
I need to see what's there to miss
Can there be bliss in just one kiss? Can you feel the two-faced grin? Should one turn around and run one millionth time? Can you feel the two-faced grin? Time to leave what's done behind
No more tears to bear forgiveness
No more steps to reasoning
Take the road less travelled
No one else can guide your journey
No one else can be blamed
You always have a second chance
Take control of what you trust in
Fate is defined by you
Find the road less travelled
Fate is defined by you

Maxine Sullivan – I Can’t Get Started Lyrics

I've been around the world in a plane
Settled revolutions in Spain
The North Pole I have charted
But can't get started with you
And at the golf course I'm under par
Metro-Goldwyn wants me to star
I've got a house and a show place
But can't get no place with you
You're so supreme
The lyrics I write of you
Dream, dream, day and night of you
Scheme just for the sight of you
Baby but what good dose it do
I've been consulted by Franklin D
Even Gable had me to tea
But now I'm broken hearted
Can't get started with you
You're so supreme
The lyrics I write of you
Dream, dream, day and night of you
Scheme just for the sight of you
But what good does it do
I've been consulted by Franklin D
Even Basie had me to tea
But now I'm broken hearted
Can't get started with you

Mde Click – Sun Lyrics (feat. Ihon)

[Letra de “Sun”]
[Verso 1: N-Wise]
Eyo, yo y mi [?], lo mantenemos real
Llamémoslo rap anti social
Me da exactamente igual, si el mundo va mal
Tengo un estilo criminal
A los que van a cambiar el mundo con su disco y tal
Mi click no se mezcla con lo normal
Eyo, entérate chaval, que para mí eres una puta más
Vamos ponte el delantal
Os ponemos el burka
Búscame ahí cuando to’ se trunca, tú a mi nivel nunca
La calle me saluda
Por si quedaba alguna duda, lo que habléis me la suda
Medito como Buda
Esta mierda es muy dura, pide ayuda
Sun, pide ayuda, pide ayuda, God, pide ayuda
[Estribillo: N-Wise & Ihon]
Llamo a mi hermano Sun, por que brilla como uno
Sigo y sumo al final solo queda el humo
Al final solo queda el humo
Le llamo Sun por que brilla como uno
[Verso 2: Ihon]
Mellow [?], mellow him [?]
Quieren ser grandes como yo pero Ihon es como Yao Ming
Por aquí hay mucho postín
Con el culo roto y con el sida como el cantante de los Queen
Hay cabezas en el suelo, bolsas de serrín
Navajazos en el metro de París, oh shit
Puliendo hashis, hashis
Estoy robando pa’ comer el Sultan bitch
Diamante, bisturí, blue velvet, David Lynch
He vuelto a morir, eh, MDE Mártir
Bebí mi sangre en cáliz, classic Atari
En el 99 el maestro como Rakim
Ojos rojos como [?]
Menos fútbol y más rallys, aquí la maman como Aramis
Lesson two, aprender a sufrir
Si me pusieron H hijo de puta es por que solo escribo hits
Así que, tss, tss, sal de aquí, sal de aquí
Hay cisnes negros en mi vaso de whisky, cábala y tripis
Osteoporosis, artritis
Hay mucho malamadre por ahí dando mitins
[Estribillo: N-Wise & Ihon]
Llamo a mi hermano Sun, por que brilla como uno
Sigo y sumo al final solo queda el humo
Al final solo queda el humo
Le llamo Sun por que brilla como uno
[Verso 3: N-Wise]
Mellow [?], mellow [?]
Que te disparen como a Martin Luther King
Madeleine esta aquí, prim
Es el principio del fin y es asín, todos se venden por el cream
Te narro la historia como George Pelecanos
La conciencia limpia pero manchadas las manos
Nos guiamos, por la ley de los gitanos
Y tenemos a la hija de Romina y Albano
[?] sunday, sonando gordo como Charles Barkley
La imagen llora sangre, polvo de ángel
Es otro banger, abro el pico lo pongo a arder
Y entro sonriendo a la puta cárcel
Esta noche carambolas
Yo solo observo (Observo), las letras se escriben solas
Un millón de ayatolas
Luna llena, mi alma en pena, goonies y pistolas
Salen culebras de mis cuencas
No hace frió pero tiemblas
No puedo más God (No puedo más)
No puedo más tendré que soportar
(Esta mierda duele, esta puta mierda duele)
[Outro: N-Wise & Ihon]
Llamo a mi hermano Sun, por que brilla como uno
Sigo y sumo al final solo queda el humo
Al final solo queda el humo
Al final, al final, solo queda el humo

Masacre – Camino Al Calvario Lyrics

A vos confieso todo mi dolor
Aquello que aún le temo por sus sorpresas…
Atormenta mi conciencia camino trágico
Slow!!! Heme aquí, camino al calvario
Sobre el lodazal humano
Lleno de buitres que alimentan la muerte
No muy real, sobre el vacío
Agonizo al esperar
Slow!!! Camino al calvario
Éxtasis de fe, masturba la mente, pecado
Ingenuidad, ignorancia, fe
Camino al calvario
Éxtasis de fe, masturba la mente
Allí donde los humanos gritan
Al olvido esperad la muerte
Allí donde los hijos del mundo
Duermen llenos de hambre
Camino al calvario
Allí donde los ancianos lloran
Al olvido esperad la muerte
Allí donde la fe todo lo puede
Queda el mundo decadente
Éxtasis de fe, masturba
La mente, pecado, ignorancia, ingenuidad
Alarma mi fe para mi morada
Pecado ignorancia
Es la fe tan hermosa como el amor ciego…
…pero tan peligrosa como el fuego de la vida
A vos confieso todo mi dolor, aquello que aún
Le temo por sus sorpresas…
A vos confieso todo mi dolor…
Slow!!! Allí donde los ancianos lloran
Al olvido esperad la muerte
Donde la fe todo lo puede
Queda el mundo decadente
Cual muere y peca, ríe…

Guy Beart – Il N’y A Plus D’apres Lyrics

[Paroles “Il n’y a plus d’après”]
Maintenant que tu vis
A l’autre bout d’Paris
Quand tu veux changer d’âge
Tu t’offres un long voyage
Tu viens me dire bonjour
Au coin d’la rue Dufour
Tu viens me visiter
A Saint-Germain-des-Prés
Il n’y a plus d’après
A Saint-Germain-des-Prés
Plus d’après-demain
Plus d’après-midi
Il n’y a qu’aujourd’hui
Quand je te reverrai
A Saint-Germain-des-Prés
Ce n’sera plus toi
Ce n’sera plus moi
Il n’y a plus d’autrefois
Tu me dis “Comme tout change!”
Les rues te semblent étranges
Même les cafés-crème
N’ont plus le goût qu’tu aimes
C’est que tu es une autre
C’est que je suis un autre
Nous sommes étrangers
A Saint-Germain-des-Prés
Il n’y a plus d’après
A Saint-Germain-des-Prés
Plus d’après-demain
Plus d’après-midi
Il n’y a qu’aujourd’hui
Quand je te reverrai
A Saint-Germain-des-Prés
Ce n’sera plus toi
Ce n’sera plus moi
Il n’y a plus d’autrefois
A vivre au jour le jour
Le moindre des amours
Prenait dans ces ruelles
Des allures éternelles
Mais à la nuit la nuit
C’était bientôt fini
Voici l’éternité
De Saint-Germain-des-Prés
Il n’y a plus d’après
A Saint-Germain-des-Prés
Plus d’après-demain
Plus d’après-midi
Il n’y a qu’aujourd’hui
Quand je te reverrai
A Saint-Germain-des-Prés
Ce n’sera plus toi
Ce n’sera plus moi
Il n’y a plus d’autrefois
A Saint-Germain-des-Prés

Picturehouse – Empty Nest Lyrics

(Browne)
Slap on the back
For the man with the sand in his hair
Spinning with sound
As you’re feeling around for the change
Twist off the top
Even though you know he’s never there
Polish the thoughts
For a moment you notice it’s strange
How emptiness remains
Oh !, emptiness remains
Oh !, empty nest
Back in the shadow of days
Somehow you are remembering
But constant the flow
Of the poison that fills up your space
Day hits your eyes
Like the flash of a wedding day camera
Twist of the blade
But a memory you’ll never betray
How emptiness remains
Oh !, emptiness remains
Oh !, empty nest
You get lost while you still can
That’s the cost of living on a landslide
You can dance every night
No one’s laughing at you now

Chris Travis – Control Lyrics

[Intro]
I don't need no control
Ay, look
[Verse]
I don't need no control
Lies and tales told by a hoe
f*ck that she got attached quick
This what happens when you legit
Run through my? I blank
Till the the day come bitch I rank-
Top till on shit, and you sink
I don't smoke cigs bitch I pint
I don't give f*cks that's fasho
You's a f*ck-boy and you know
All my niggas f*cked that hoe
Woke up too rich in my robe
No that cannot take my soul
No that cannot take my soul
Dig it up bitch I'm out here
f*ck the world, it's nothin' that I fear
I'ma come through and control
These p*ssy niggas emos
They be so jealous of me
Twenty-five soldiers its a lead
Ran it up bitch got a house
About the business boy f*ck clout
I done got sauce on my coat
I'ma eat bread with my folk

Shannon & The Clams – For Goodness Sake Lyrics

I think you’re great
For goodness sake
I know, I know
I haven’t gone lately
But for years it’s been your turn
When was the last time I said
I think you’re great? And riding the bus with you
I think you’re great
For goodness sake
I think you’re great, I think you’re great
I think you’re great, I think you’re great
For goodness sake
[2x]
Don’t wanna call your grandma
Don’t wanna call your mom
Don’t wanna call your brother
I don’t wanna call your dog
[Outro 4x]
I think you’re great, I think you’re great
I think you’re great, I think you’re great
For goodness sake I know, I know
I know it’s far too late
When was the last time I said
I think you’re great
Some say at train tracks
I think you’re great
I know, I know
I said I’d write a song with you
What can I do
When you got that fog around you? When was the last time I said
I think you’re great?

Jeezy – Insane Lyrics

Soon as we hit the door I bet them bitches start woah’n
Getcha’ bread, getcha’ bands. As soon as we hit the door I bet that liquor start pourin’
Getcha bread, getcha bands, getcha racks get ya dough man
Without further ado it’s the return of the snowman
Let’s go crazy insane who’s goin? 300 round my neck, that’s about 2 shows
Let’s go crazy, insane I’m saying
Intercontinental suite, yep I’m stayin’
I know you’re used to f*cking with them lames who ain’t payin’
Ain’t the type for playing all them games, I ain’t playin’
[Hook: Jeezy]
Let’s go crazy, insane who’s goin? getcha’ racks, getcha’ dough man
Without further ado it’s the return of the snowman
[Verse 3: Jeezy]
Let’s go crazy insane I’m on it
Ass on her is insane, I want it
Heard the dick game is insane, she want it
Liquor got me acting like that, all on it
Let’s go crazy, Louis V straight jacket
Black 40 cal. [Intro: Jeezy]
It’s the return of the snowman
It’s the return of the snowman
It’s the return of the snowman
[Hook: Jeezy]
Let’s go crazy, insane who’s goin? Zip and a half up in here, who rolling? Soon as we hit the door I bet them bitches start woah’n
Getcha’ bread, getcha’ bands. As soon as we hit the door I bet that liquor start pourin’
Getcha bread, getcha bands, getcha racks get ya dough man
Without further ado it’s the return of the snowman
Let’s go crazy insane who’s goin? As soon as we hit the door I bet that liquor start pourin’
Getcha bread, getcha bands, getcha racks get ya dough man
Without further ado it’s the return of the snowman
Let’s go crazy insane who’s goin? Let’s go crazy, insane I’m with it
Talking about the bread, Damn right I get it
I know you ain’t got all the bread I’m getting
Since you got enough to go halfway, I’ll split it
[Hook: Jeezy]
Let’s go crazy, insane who’s goin? Yeah it match my 8 jacket
Got something nice for ya in your 8 bracket
Ain’t got but a few left so you better ASAP it
Let’s go crazy insane, wild out
Giuseppe’s are my kicks, yeah I like to style out
Balling so hard that we bound to foul out
Jewelry game frustrating, take some time out
[Hook: Jeezy]
Let’s go crazy, insane who’s goin? Just like the boy Carmelo in the paint, can’t hold him
20’s looking like I robbed a bank, can’t hold em’
Lets go crazy, insane go dumb
Get you in that interrogation room, better play dumb
When they ask you what your name is you tell them not a word
If it didn’t come with wings then how the f*ck is it a bird? getcha’ racks, getcha’ dough man
Without further ado it’s the return of the snowman
[Verse 2: Jeezy]
Lets go crazy insane who rolling? Pull up in something insane, hop out it
Tell the valet don’t worry about my doors I got it
Any problem ever getting hoes? getcha’ racks, getcha’ dough man
Without further ado it’s the return of the snowman
[Verse 1: Jeezy]
Let’s go crazy insane how bout it? That’s a big 10-4
Said Jizzle how you rolling on them big 3-0’s? getcha’ racks, getcha’ dough man
Without further ado it’s the return of the snowman I doubt it
Let’s go crazy, insane you know
Young you on your grind? Soon as we hit the door I bet them bitches start woah’n
Getcha’ bread, getcha’ bands. As soon as we hit the door I bet that liquor start pourin’
Getcha bread, getcha bands, getcha racks get ya dough man
Without further ado it’s the return of the snowman
Let’s go crazy insane who’s goin? Soon as we hit the door I bet them bitches start woah’n
Getcha’ bread, getcha’ bands.

Alejandro Sanz – Lo Que Fui Es Lo Que Soy Lyrics

No me da verguenza decir
Que lo eras todo para mi
Pero no puedo admitir
Que lo quisiera repetir
Tantos momentos solo
Impresionantemente solo
Perdido en la acera
No habia ni un rastro tuyo
La calle estaba tan desierta, la noche despierta
Hablas con inmensa confianza
Como si fueras la dueña, del pantalon que me tapa
Todo lo que fui es todo lo que soy
Con lo que vine ayer es con lo que me voy
De mi memoria te borre
Y ya de dia me acoste
Solo necesite gritar durante un siglo
Nada mas, y ya no eras nada
Porque ya no eres nada, nada, nada
Hablas con inmensa confianza
Como si fueras la dueña, del pantalon que me tapa
Todo lo que fui es todo lo que soy
Con lo que vine ayer es con lo que me voy

Chuck Berry – I Do Really Love You Lyrics

It’s you I’m in love with
It’s not what you are
It’s not how you treat me
Or your fancy car
But there’s something about you
I keep yearning for
I, I do really love you
Just thinking about you
Gives me such a thrill
Let alone to be with you or know that I will
And know that I’ll tremble
When I should be still
Um, um, I, I do really love you
Give me what I live for
Your sweet lips pressed to me
And transform this yearning into ecstasy
And send me, oh, send me – most humbly
Um, um, I, I do really love you

Tony Pain – Wraith Lyrics (feat. Jolts)

[HOOK]
Hop out the wraith
We get to the money , we get to the money
We get to the cake
These niggas move funny , these niggas move funny
I know they hate
Im counting a hunnit , im counting a hunnit
Right in their face
Tell em keep up with the pace (x2)
[VERSE]
Diamonds straight outta africa
Speeding in that new maxima
Blow money fast , i got stamina
On these beats nigga its a massacre
BM a whole different caliber
Got ya girl up in the passenger
If she fit in my calendar
Got her giving brain for her bachelors
I just ran up a check
Roll a 4-5-6 put a nigga in debt
My shooters are clapping
Straight out the rec
Pop 2 perks got me high off the meds
Ive been up late night, ain’t getting no sleep
Jug and finesse and i stood on that street
Came up from under , you niggas can’t speak
Putting in the time , i need a patek
24/7 everyday of the week
Hop in the booth ,go dummy on the beat
Do for the team , you niggas can't eat
Big 45 swipe him off his feet
All this money got me feeling floyd
Pockets lookin like they stuck on roids
Remember the days i ain’t have a coin
Now they all on me cause i am the boy
Took a loss and i bounced back
Smoking straight outta ounce pack
My fit can’t even pronounce that
Swipe a BOA and go count that
Thats a quick scam
In the field feeling cam
Had to hustle , had flip grams
Since 012 on my shit man
Like god damn
[HOOK]
Hop out the wraith
We get to the money , we get to the money
We get to the cake
These niggas move funny , these niggas move funny
I know they hate
Im counting a hunnit , im counting a hunnit
Right in their face
Tell em keep up with the pace (x2)
(Verse : Jolts)
Fresh home from the 9-5 niggas think I’m bouta talk gang shit
f*ck that bitch I’m at work trynna hustle hard get my cake lit
Nah f*ck that Ima talk about this gang shit
If you pull-up on my niggas better have a trigger cuz they gone spray shit
Hop out the whip I’m w Tony
These niggas bitch and the phony
Bitches be bugging that lil hoe she don’t know me
And she still wanted to blow me
Ball like ginobli but got rings like I’m mj
Started 400 I’m hefe
These niggas deadweight
f*ck going on with they membrane
These niggas fake and they trend made
Always following what’s popping
Shawty swallow she a cockpit
And my motto bring the Guap in
Niggas is trash I’m allowing you a option
Or else hollows get to dropping
Shit real in the field gotta keep a pole just to keep my daughter safe
And ' been with the steel ducking 5.0 ever since ' caught the case

Dramatik – 40 Barz Lyrics

tu m’connais de ou? Je suis comme Coca-Cola code
Je suis le commandant, tu peux pas me suivre meme sur Twitter
Je connais la game bien avant Coleco
Le diable et ses cornes de bouc frappe mais je suis encore debout
J’ai hâte qu’on me book, j’ai tellement de hip-hop quotable
Tu feel mes textes comme le coran en braille
Quanrante jours quarante barz même les choristes braillent
f*ck le chorus j’men calice BYE Jamais Et c’est pour ca qu’on m’adore
Dramatikavecuncas.com adhère
Wake up pendant que la masse dans un coma dort
Ils donnent aux jeunes du Ritalin pour qu’ils collent au banc
Qui malgré ca comptent les balles comme dans l’école de Columbine
Vont à l’école en bike, collaborent dans les corridors
Collent des bombes… Tik Tik dans les colis Boom
Et les élèves de respecter les profs commes des clowns
Colle un clou sur le siège une grève coming soon
Impuissante la commission scolaire tient encore une Bible
Essayant de contrôler l’incorrigible
Dans la classe j’étais au fond comme un quarter back
Pas de Prisma Color, juste un crayon de mine couleur black
Crois moi, c’est le genre de cas qu’on oublie
Dans les magasins je volais sur place comme un colibri
Comment contrôler les écoliers quand les colliers brillent
Quand Snoop dit “Smoke weed chronicly”
Ma vie c’était alcool et blunt
Je relâchais la fumée de ma cage thoracique comme un tas de colombes blanches
A part le café t’as jamais connu les plantes colombiennes
Je viens des plantations implantées par les colons blancs
Quand tu veux vérité je record dans le booth
Donc les flics prennent plus de notes que les accords de blues
Je rap parce que je veux qu’on m’écoute
Depuis qu’on est tout petit on craint que les cravates nous tiennnent les
Cordes vocales plus serrées qu’auto-tune
Mon flow c’est l’eau qui coule, numéro un des sumo, le Yokozuna des vocal booth
Beaucoup me collent au cul tout commes des autocollants cool
Depuis quand tu m’connais dude? Je connais la game bien avant Commodore
M’accomoder? On a combiné Dieu et l’économie
Les deux sont dans nos vies
On nous dit de faire des voeux
Donc on veut des automobiles
Pendant qu’on est là dans le coin sur le corner Bro
Quitte le coin quand on reconnaît les autos des Columbo
Come on dog!