Lyrics: I tried to quit smoking, ended up smoking twice as much weed So I continued with alcohol, to avoid falling into another vice Welcome to the crazy years, with music in a hall that reeks of piss You arrived acting like a fool, now that you're there, they slide it to you Stop calling me my little one. You're not my father, I'm not your son I move forward with my balls, my bitches, and my accomplices Everything unfolded in front of me, a girl slapped you (Damn!) The long-haired MC pulled his hair out So go fuck yourselves. And don't bother us Maybe there will be a truce when I've made a shitload of money I rap and break necks. Their rats from the dirty sewers Little Guiz' has grown up since he went through jail You think it's cool? But you're mistaken. Stupidity and wildness For a stupid mistake, you get beaten or even shot Alright, I've said enough Motherfuck, they keep flopping, talk about Glocks and act tough in front of the unemployed We smoked too much weed, damaging effects. As I'm writing this, the doctor is operating on my adoptive father I need some fresh air. When I test one of them, I think of Ulysses who left us here And I see that there's no better, so I proclaim myself There are just a bunch of players with used flows. They wear nice suits In their dreams, they sign autographs but in reality, they're just shit That's why my buddies are cracking. Come where it kicks for real, get fucked for money Little party crashers who smoke weed to numb themselves. It's becoming hard to handle When I was little, the only weight I had on my shoulders was a school bag My eyes weren't bloodshot, my liver wasn't in a bad state I could scratch when I was sober, now it's not the same case Since I don't sell weed anymore, I smoke twice as much Controlled against the wall. Now I'm accusing the cops I thought they were wolves, but they're actually pigs Prostitutes, only good for posting pictures Of me in sports mode It was the good life, I had a certain future While you claim a neighborhood, we don't even know if it's yours (Ouzou... Les caravelles) (Bleh)
