I don't live a super healthy life, even though I've made it
I spot people behind the shutters
Alone in my dirty flat, my sister's studying for an exam
There's no impartial law except Heaven
I'm surrounded by street thugs on the sonar
But it's too late when trouble's here
The defendants are on the bench, sweating like in a sauna
Mothers cry like Solaar
You're never safe, evil taught me that
The piece gleams, a mom prays: 'Why'd you take him
Oh God', it's not Heaven, it's Men
Odious, their soul's sealed by sex and sums
I've seen bitterness make people do dirty
It's like their heart stared into Medusa's two eyes
Courage and fear together are my two weapons
When I feel uprooted, I climb to the treetops
From up there I see death, you gotta be ready if she comes
Life is enjoying the view, then sawing off the branch
Storm warning, here we're tempted fast
We wanna end up on the right side of the tinted window
yeah, I know you wanna feel it
The funds and the curves as long as it clears your head
yeah, here we get tempted fast
We wanna end up on the right side of the tinted window
yeah, I know you wanna feel it
The funds and the curves as long as it clears your head
At night I wander aimlessly like a sleepwalker
There're some dreams people don't have anymore
I saw that girl, we were alone on the bus
Her eyes were red, she hadn't just been drinking
She had dope in a Balenciaga bag
She got iced, that's what you get for snitching on a guy
In Paname, some get lost, some still hope
Flexing Agnès b. gear, Nike SBs
Outside it's cold, there's no humanity left
A man died lifeless in front of an empty building
It's the crisis! The crisis? Who's it hitting
You, me, or the suicidal guy climbing a roof
We wanna end up on the right side of the tinted window
yeah, I know you wanna feel it
The funds and the curves as long as it clears your head
yeah, here we get tempted fast
We wanna end up on the right side of the tinted window
yeah, I know you wanna feel it
The funds and the curves as long as it clears your head
Like Walter White, I've got my Clarks Wallabees
Sister, shake my hand, brother, give me a kiss
I only roll with planes with flawless fuselages
I've got way better taste than Karl Lagerfeld
The art world is boastful, it sells you street art
But they really don't wanna see my homies bombing as vandals
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
You can feel the aura in our raps, grab your parkas
The oracle says we'll have a storm soon
My conscience told me: 'Who are you?
Do you wanna live in vice or in quietude?'
Depends where the dough is, we must be dumb, yeah, maybe
But my pen can shut Houellebecq's beak
Here we get tempted fast, better live your quest
I heard: 'Empty your ride', next day the cops investigate
Storm warning, here we're tempted fast
We wanna end up on the right side of the tinted window
yeah, I know you wanna feel it
The funds and the curves as long as it clears your head
yeah, here we get tempted fast
We wanna end up on the right side of the tinted window
yeah, I know you wanna feel it
The funds and the curves as long as it empties