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Je grave les images de ce qu'il y a de chez eux et des paysages
Deep down within, can I spit
Can I let my heart rip
L'ide de ma chanson
If there's despair, then beware, I'm here, I'm the Heir (air)
To make the world fair, I'm the last effort
And if we can't be honest with these mother effers, then what we got to give
The gift of being honest wasn't always for the rich
I'm all about the matrix, but I'm not about to glitch
I got the hits by the blitz, with the wits, like Cole says, lap them
I'm so behind, if I start lapping, then I catch up on them fine
Rap rhythm ain't a crime, and I shouldn't be prosecuted for the skin I'm in, or been put in
I might have chose it, and if I'm chosen, then you know I gotta go with
Whatever mentality that helps, God tow it
All the weight that he has to conclude with, let the rule with, like Ja n 50 cent
I got to do hickey, Can
I do what a hickey can
My Nikki get the blicky for the sticky way I live
I ain't a fly in the trap
I'm a G on the map, ancient and respect
Spirit out the wreck
Send me on a jet, through your mind and regrets
Get a net, try to catch all the dissonance I spit
Putting distance from where I am and where you gotta get
Why'd I wait till I got a kid
I'm 36, way too late to begin
But I ain't really begin cause I been spitting since the beginning
I been spitting a feeling, I ain't no villain
But to who can't see the reality that they live in
I can't really fake this funk feeling
And if you smelled it, you'd faint, you punk villain
Get a real name, cause the one you get, you putting to shame
Who you blame but yourself
Don't be lame, stay sane, stay strange
Protect your energy, eat the celery
Run around the rings, jab a couple things
Make a hook, make em look, make em scuffle feet
Shook motherfuckers don't ever muffle me
I'm a muggle, I'm a wizard, I'm a blizzard, let you freeze
Motherfucker cold cut
Salt, pepper, oil, vinegar, get the vinaigrette
I'm about to be vigorous on how I spit
To my people, let's be bigger us
So if us, that we need a bigger bus
Where we sit in the back or the front, top or the bottom
There's never any problems
And if they got them, then I guess
We gotta solve them real fast
I hope you can hear the soul too
This is a soul tune, like the old rhythm and blues
Rhythm and blues
Rhythm and blues
Rhythm and, rhythm, ri, ri, ri, ri

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