It takes little to smoke a man Dead inside, I confuse hell and the funerary Morose landscapes Deep down, I'd like to be the omen Of blood, of the dead, of the dead, of the gnomes You believe in God, pray for a second life When you say you do art, even the gnomes laugh at me Twenty-three, I write better than Baudelaire I drown in sea water, I need air Rap to please me, the codes are lost I come in their black office, I refuse their shitty order In front of your white corpse, I light a fucking candle And I have a table and the fucking seat Aziars croissant on my fucking pay And shit, huh? Mosaic, money, faith, alleluia Apart from 4.04, I have no other rust, hallelujah In the valley of death, I am plunged in my dreams You make a racist joke, your ass will be black as the world Cruel experience, don't ask me why I'm so dark Mercenary, I don't care about the three, I'm more of a man of the shadow I have their blood on my phalanges, you find that strange? In my world, no more colors, black and the new orange Make the demons fall, make my brother talk, the terrances Nothing works out, the pains mix I learned to rap while hanging out in the street I met my father in the street, he did not often reappear Love makes you blind, the shit of my kids made me blind I listen to you rap, feelings already seen At the end of the war, I would leave feathers, but I would have taken my money Everything I do, I assume, but I see my short studies I'm a genius, rub the lamp, make your three wishes Only silence, only hatred, never confession A little honor and money, I'll be H2 I'm not from here, on earth, I say my goodbyes Hey, the street, credibility, I don't give a fuck I already have it in me, in case of trouble, no one gets wet No interest, people cover themselves Drown their sadness in a pack of twelve Betray you for every two oz I run behind the flow, you will suffer if you get married Hey, this routine life stinks of louse Few feelings in front of men, intransigent in front of norms There is only hatred in my tears, only killing knowledge in my weapons The goal is further, I feel it, we will make blood flow Innocent as a teenager, I only speak to good and scientific Dos