VNTM - SCH
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{intro}
Hey hey hey
Katrina squad
{verse 1}
I'm still looking for my limits, big notables at my table, the traitors avoid us
Cold looks, black and empty as if there was only fire in our hearts and our guts
I kill them for ethical reasons, i count at every 10 000, i add a rubber band (yeah)
Dressed like in palermo and i come back from italy in a big automatic (ohh)
In the hood, it stinks of death, bags of money to launder so she'll swallow (whore)
Yeah, i haven't counted my wrongs, i've got people to smoke, i've got people starving (yeah)
You, you're not in my saga, i've got the best price for the liter in malaga
Friend and brother, i fuck you, and i've got no more respect even if you've been here since the sega (son of a bitch)
Here, there's only bitches saying: “the streets, the real ones”, we've never said it
But if you come here at the wrong time, you'll understand that we won't miss you if you think we're nice
I was small on a bike, i've grown up, i can beat up the older ones, i can smack the kids (asshole)
Mom can open her curtains again there's no more crime below, there's a pool
You'll see that there's crazier in my pharmacy, they'll only see my dick in their holes
I make sacrifices more than freemason, i come back meaner than before double-platinum (whore, eh)
With all my money (oh yes), with the best whores (bitches, eh)
You're a tramp on ig, i don't sell balls of 10g anymore (nah)
{chorus}
You'll never see me knees on the ground, go fuck yourself (your mom, yeah)
Give me a few seconds, they won't be of this world (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Go fuck yourself (mathafack, ouais)
Give me a few seconds, they won't be of this world
{verse 2}
I can't flunk them, there's a bunch of rappers that i've birthed
You were in the dungeon, but we raised you and you should recognize it
We'll leave them with their orgies, i leave you with your team of faggots
I speak to the world of the night of day, i speak to the world of the streets all the time
You'll never be a member of baron rouge and never higher than my belt
They put my heart in a voodoo doll (i'm a rat)
I'm far from the bulimics, far from those too hungry
Far from these sons of bitches that see everything in percentages
Now, i understand, there's nothing but judases under false innocent airs (money time)
I fuck you after, i'll smoke two cigs, i'm not in the press anymore (go fuck yourself)
Come do for real what you have to do at my address
Big network, big roll like at the 'ste, i don't hang around spoiled kids that act filthy
I know all the names of the idiots that criticized me, i know they'll come back as if nothing ever happened (huh)
You know us, better to talk, no one will extort s (go fuck yourself)
You phone us, and it's better we talk, i pull up in a tt rs (vroum)
We pull out apesses and the bus is 3-4 on a kxf (scoundrel)
You're hollow acting all generous, you bluff us with a unicef bracelet, huh
{chorus}
You'll never see me knees on the ground, go fuck yourself (your mom, yeah)
Give me a few seconds, they won't be of this world (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Go fuck yourself (mathafack, ouais)
Give me a few seconds, they won't be of this world
{outro}
Yeah, nineteen
Twenty minus one
Twenty minus one
I take back my territory
Asshole, oh yes
Red baron, scoundrel
Red baron, red baron
Go fuck yourself
Go fuck yourself
{intro}
Hey hey hey
Katrina squad
{verse 1}
I'm still looking for my limits, big notables at my table, the traitors avoid us
Cold looks, black and empty as if there was only fire in our hearts and our guts
I kill them for ethical reasons, i count at every 10 000, i add a rubber band (yeah)
Dressed like in palermo and i come back from italy in a big automatic (ohh)
In the hood, it stinks of death, bags of money to launder so she'll swallow (whore)
Yeah, i haven't counted my wrongs, i've got people to smoke, i've got people starving (yeah)
You, you're not in my saga, i've got the best price for the liter in malaga
Friend and brother, i fuck you, and i've got no more respect even if you've been here since the sega (son of a bitch)
Here, there's only bitches saying: “the streets, the real ones”, we've never said it
But if you come here at the wrong time, you'll understand that we won't miss you if you think we're nice
I was small on a bike, i've grown up, i can beat up the older ones, i can smack the kids (asshole)
Mom can open her curtains again there's no more crime below, there's a pool
You'll see that there's crazier in my pharmacy, they'll only see my dick in their holes
I make sacrifices more than freemason, i come back meaner than before double-platinum (whore, eh)
With all my money (oh yes), with the best whores (bitches, eh)
You're a tramp on ig, i don't sell balls of 10g anymore (nah)
{chorus}
You'll never see me knees on the ground, go fuck yourself (your mom, yeah)
Give me a few seconds, they won't be of this world (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Go fuck yourself (mathafack, ouais)
Give me a few seconds, they won't be of this world
{verse 2}
I can't flunk them, there's a bunch of rappers that i've birthed
You were in the dungeon, but we raised you and you should recognize it
We'll leave them with their orgies, i leave you with your team of faggots
I speak to the world of the night of day, i speak to the world of the streets all the time
You'll never be a member of baron rouge and never higher than my belt
They put my heart in a voodoo doll (i'm a rat)
I'm far from the bulimics, far from those too hungry
Far from these sons of bitches that see everything in percentages
Now, i understand, there's nothing but judases under false innocent airs (money time)
I fuck you after, i'll smoke two cigs, i'm not in the press anymore (go fuck yourself)
Come do for real what you have to do at my address
Big network, big roll like at the 'ste, i don't hang around spoiled kids that act filthy
I know all the names of the idiots that criticized me, i know they'll come back as if nothing ever happened (huh)
You know us, better to talk, no one will extort s (go fuck yourself)
You phone us, and it's better we talk, i pull up in a tt rs (vroum)
We pull out apesses and the bus is 3-4 on a kxf (scoundrel)
You're hollow acting all generous, you bluff us with a unicef bracelet, huh
{chorus}
You'll never see me knees on the ground, go fuck yourself (your mom, yeah)
Give me a few seconds, they won't be of this world (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Go fuck yourself (mathafack, ouais)
Give me a few seconds, they won't be of this world
{outro}
Yeah, nineteen
Twenty minus one
Twenty minus one
I take back my territory
Asshole, oh yes
Red baron, scoundrel
Red baron, red baron
Go fuck yourself
Go fuck yourself
