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Si tu croyais qu'on était des mecs qui s'la racontent, tu t'es trompé Déployés, on cherche des pépettes, pas d'patrons mais que des compères A tâtons j'mène mes conquêtes mais j'ai en tête le béton, mec Si tu croyais que j'étais honnête t'étais trop bête Ouais, ouais, je sais qu'on me guette, j'essaye sans cesse de ter-mon Si j'ai des pensées de démon, c'est l'effet desgrosses fesses Mais j'fais qué-cro à tout mes collègues stressés et pauvres Les quais de métro, pour mes pélos j'rêvais desgros chèques Mais j'ai pas cédé à la tentation du gain, pédé Parle pas d'indé, tu n'as pas dit non à des transactions, putain, je l'ai fait Qu'est-ce qu'tu croyais, mec? J'apprends la leçon Quand je déploie mes ailes, affronte mes ennemis, défends ma bande C'est L'entourage, on fait sensation Les tapins savent qu'on est gamins ou bien grands garçons C'est pas bien, j'gratte dans des caves où y a des plantations J'aime chanter dans des chambres, détendre les gens, étendre mes plans à fond Yo, yo, j'rime, frime et tout ça, Big Deen, les bougs savent Les couches tard, les lourdes tass, les miskines, les yous-voi Savent qu'j'évite crimes et puchka, les viles-ci, les poukaves J'veux une diss trip, 100 000 disques mieux que Sinik et Booba J'ai le shit qu'il faut pour ça, j'suis éligible au pouvoir J'veux me pavaner chaque année avec l'équipe qui m'encourage Les fuckin king L'entourage 'vec les titres qui t'emboucanent L'état cramait que j'apparais sans bling-bling autour du cou Pas de victimes dans le crew, fils de vikings et marabouts On prend l'style libre à la source et même Fifty est à la bourre, frérot J'veux voir les gens déjantés penser dans les clubs et danser dans les pubs Engranger le danger, planqué dans les seufs Lâche un two step en souplesse, coup d'tête, balayette Mes bougs viennent des tours d'merde où tes bougs mettent pas les ieps Pourquoi tu parles mal? T'sais, j'pourrais appeler mes frères Mais j'vais faire comme ton barman, j'vais t'souler avec mes vers Bigo Voulez vous des prouesses? Jazzy Bazz, j'arrive! Avec groove et souplesse, dans l'Rap, j'ai tout fait ou presque Vous allez jouir comme des coréennes Surement qu'j'suis surhumain, car j'ai bouffé que des OGM Tu captes? Ouais, gars, c'est le souverain qu'on nomme Une baffe, c'est le seul coup de main qu'on donne J'connais pas l'silence, j'gratte que des phases immenses J'rappe face à l'assistance, nous battre? Il faut pas que t'y penses J'veux décrocher le Graal, on me connait trop mal Une renommée mondiale avant de laisser reposer mon âme et déposer mon arme J'aurais fait mon kiff, j'aurais gratter des textes J'aurais graffer des fresques, tu sais, l'argent, je m'en battais les fesses J'aime pas taper des stress, les coups d'blues, je leur cogne dedans Moi, j'suis comme le vent, j'suis jamais à bout d'souffle J'écris des textes barges pour broyer ton cou C'est L'entourage, tu peux être fier si tu croyais en nous Fume cette merde, mec, n'écoute pas les ragots Fume cette merde, mec, fume, fume... Tu sais qu'j'reste vrai, vas-y, branche le micro Fume cette merde, on va fumer cette merde Vie rapide de barge, j'chille ma ville le soir Bougeant en écoutant souvent Illmatic de Nas J'suis un artiste rue, on est pas si durs C'est juste qu'à chaque petit truc, ils stigmatisent le drame Oui! J'vise le cash, pas l'temps d'panique Ici c'est même dur de s'faire de l'argent facile Si tu voyais ce qu'on fait, on vient pour bouder Ceux qui voulaient noyer le concept, si tu croyais l'contraire Ici, y'a pas d'star, que des banals gars d'Paname Si tu nous attaque, crois pas qu'on va pas s'battre, bâtard On vit tous à la ramasse, dites vous qu'on rêve de petites pouffes Ou de vie de couple à Manhattan ou en Alabama On vise la consécration, pas d'place pour la consternation Frérot, tu sais qu'on met la ssion-pré, qu'on est bombés d'passion Écoute pédale, avec ou sans trous de mémoire L'entourage un groupe d'étoiles... #Constellation Oui, j'dis qu'les tas qu'on donne, c'est du crack Car on les prépare après minuit dans les cuisines quand les darons dorment Et j'ai un truc sur l'feu, on s'empare du gent-ar de Franck Lampard Et sa pute de meuf, mets les thunes sur l'kush Depuis 8.9 je rappe, ils gueulent qu'ils veulent le Phaal Des dealers de came aux petites meufs de Paname, hey Les reufs le savent, les punchs de Phaal sont chaudes On smoke les cônes en mode puff-puff passe J'ai les idées, je m'active, j'y vais, Pernety Quartier d'hérétiques où on maitrise l'électricité statique Et ouais, on le peut, les petits rappeurs vont morfler On fait ce qu'on veut d'eux comme des dictateurs congolais Là, c'est Paris, tu peux m'voir dans de larges T-shirts de l'Entourage Comme quoi le Wann se reconnait à l'habit Poto, c'est Phaal, polo d'chez Ralph J'retourne chez moi en 2032 en DeLoréan Fume cette merde, mec, n'écoute pas les ragots Fume cette merde, mec, fume, fume... Tu sais qu'j'reste vrai, vas-y, branche le micro Fume cette merde, on va fumer cette merde

All these fake switch up bitches make me pass out At the end of the day I get around and I cash out Thought she knew what this bag about Ratting me out on a bad route I'm sneak around the corner n spit this shit Better watch yo back cuz Scuzz came to hit Thinking you were better bitch never was legit Couldn't take the fact that I found one better Prolly couldn't take the fact I wrote her seven letters Try to take me out but I'm faster n better Can't take me down bitch can't take me out She still on my team can't see you in the crowd Jokes on you bitch thought you won how? Try to set me up but I can't be framed Stupid lil bitch thought I didn't know this game Nah you ain't mine so I don't make a claim My real soul mate got my heart on a flame You're so fake I can't even say your name Got shooters in my city with all precise aim Look where i started n look where I came Never made me proud bitch gave me shame I love how you think you won I'm striking bitches out man that's the ballgame When I cut you out best day of my time I know you hate seeing me with a real dime I can't blame you bitch I'd be mad too Try to knock me down but you can't what's new What's new yeah what's new Squizz is next up gonna show you what I do Scuzz talked about shooters better know I'm one Play the track kick back my story has begun I was young never thought about the man I'd become Now I've got the chance to spit no longer biting my tongue Well it's the SQUI to the double ZZ that's me Weights off chains gone I'm free The young King or President top of the family tree Guaranteed for good green that tree Tend to be crazy lock me up and throw away the key Unstable mind known to cause fire sometimes friendly Gently lay to rest every shred of doubt or hate It's too late they fucked up and made their last mistake Drink wine and eat steak 5 stars on my plate We can do a rap battle like a rhyming debate Man I swear that I'm great and this ain't a sales pitch You're enchanted and delighted definition of bewitch You can't rap you know you're broke and choke and soft like a bitch I see ya ass around town just might give it a kick Damn bro, you really spit? You come strapped with the bars? Damn right and I'm the drummer while wades strapped on the guitar If two things are for certain death and tax Let me add a third thing a guarantee that I'll blast If this rap was story then Squizz the climax Cause I'm always full throttle heavy foot on the gas Squizz you get money bitches and respect? Was that fine ass shawty giving you some neck? To answer heck lying something that I forbid So yes I do yes I do yes I do and yes I did Captain of this shit but check the Price to get in Spec ops do it slick don't even know when we hit Before you know it we dip leaving everybody clipped Smoke a Cuban when you're smoked like Makerov in this bitch It's as simple as that and it's as simple as this I don't give a mother fuck and I don't give a fucking shit Stay out of my way can't stop you'll get hit When it comes to spitting bars I'm a first draft pick Man pass me the clip ima shoot this shit First draft pick 01 Michael Vick Chain me up like a dog ima put ya in the pit You lacking what's new bitch gonna have to quit This shit is coming to an end finally put down my pen When you're looking for the best just know that we are those men Ain't got no need to pretend just show up and we blend Loud crowd showing out because we are the new trend We been the top trend and I'll recommend That you the fuck up bitch get this backhand I been waiting till you crawl back but bitch you dead You think she's picking you but she is picking me instead Kick back give me head yeah you heard what we said Squizz that #1 shooter always packing hot lead Yeah

What's poppin'? Brand new whip, just hopped in (Yeah) I got options I could pass that bitch like Stockton (ay) Just joshin' I'ma spend this holiday locked in My body got rid of them toxins (ay) SportsCenter in the top ten I could put the ball in the end zone Put a bad bitch in the friendzone (ooh) This shit sound like an intro Jetson, give me that tempo (ooh) Told Pooh he a fool with this shit Told her don't let her friends know In the 'Ville and I move like a don Eating fettuccine at Vincenzo's What's poppin'? Brand new whip, just hopped in (Yeah) I got options I could pass that bitch like Stockton (ay) Just joshin' I'ma spend this holiday locked in My body got rid of them toxins (ay) SportsCenter in the top ten I could put the ball in the end zone Put a bad bitch in the friendzone (ooh) This shit sound like an intro Jetson, give me that tempo (ooh) Told Pooh he a fool with this shit Told her don't let her friends know In the 'Ville and I move like a don Eating fettuccine at Vincenzo's Me and my 'migos got that free smoke On the West Coast, yeah, I'm talking 'bout pre-rolls Dark haired bitch and she look like Shego (she do) Hometown hero, feeling myself, can't murder my ego She heard of my deep stroke She said, "Babe, does it hurt when I deep throat?" Certified freak hoe Hang around us and she learnin' my lingo Back then, wasn't worried 'bout me though In the gym tryna work on my free throw Goddamn Spending money at the club like Sam's Yes, ma'am She a lil' freak on cam What's poppin'? Brand new whip, just hopped in (Yeah) I got options I could pass that bitch like Stockton (ay) Just joshin' I'ma spend this holiday locked in My body got rid of them toxins (ay) SportsCenter in the top ten I could put the ball in the end zone Put a bad bitch in the friendzone (ooh) This shit sound like an intro Jetson, give me that tempo (ooh) Told Pooh he a fool with this shit Told her don't let her friends know In the 'Ville and I move like a don Eating fettuccine at Vincenzo's That's my type of distraction That's my type, and she's Latin Got my own flow, and I'm 'bout to get a patent Brand-new sheets for the bed, they satin (real soft) Y'all wasn't tuned in back then My swag, they keep jackin' I ain't doin' no verse, quit askin' What's poppin'? Brand new whip, just hopped in (Yeah) I got options I could pass that bitch like Stockton (ay) Just joshin' I'ma spend this holiday locked in My body got rid of them toxins (ay) SportsCenter in the top ten I could put the ball in the end zone Put a bad bitch in the friendzone (ooh) This shit sound like an intro Jetson, give me that tempo (ooh) Told Pooh he a fool with this shit Told her don't let her friends know In the 'Ville and I move like a don Eating fettuccine at Vincenzo's

Twenty-five years and my life is still Tryin' to get up that great big hill of hope For a destination I realized quickly when I knew I should That the world was made up of a brotherhood of man For whatever that means And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed Just to get it all out, what's in my head And I, I'm feeling a little peculiar And when I wake up in the morning and I step outside And I take a deep breath and I get real high And I scream at the top of my lungs "What's goin' on And I said, "Hey-ey-ey-ey-ey Hey-ey-ey I said, "Hey, what's goin' on And I said, "Hey-ey-ey-ey-ey Hey-ey-ey I said, "Hey, what's goin' on Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh, ooh And I try Oh my God, do I try I try all the time In this institution Oh, I pray (I pray) Oh my God, do I pray I pray every single day For a revolution And well I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed Just to get it all out, what's in my head And I, I'm feeling a little peculiar And when I wake up in the morning and I step outside And I take a deep breath and I get real high And I scream at the top of my lungs "What's goin' on And I said, "Hey-ey-ey-ey-ey Hey-ey-ey I said, "Hey, what's goin' on And I said, "hey-ey-ey-ey-ey Hey-ey-ey I said, "Hey (I said, "Hey"), what's goin' on And I said, "Hey-ey-ey-ey-ey Hey-ey, hey, what's goin' on And I said, "Hey-ey-ey-ey-ey Hey-ey-ey I said, "Hey (I said, "Hey"), what's goin' on And I said, "Hey-ey-ey-ey-ey Hey-ey-ey I said, "Hey, what's goin' on

Hey! Well you work and you slave And you spend all day in your thankless job Then you jump in your Ford And you're door to door with a homebound mob Then you pull in the drive and you hit the chair And the one you love is waitin' there Hey, that's what it's all about Hey, this is the life I couldn't live without No, I couldn't live without It's a moment frozen there in time When the reasons all begin to rhyme Where love's a little bigger and you finally start figurin' out That's what it's all about When they won't go to bed Or do what you said or eat their food They cry and they fuss And you can't cuss cause they'll say it to You're tired you're numb and you're stressed and you're mad And she smiles and says I love you Dad Hey, that's what it's all about Hey, this is the life I couldn't live without No I couldn't live without It's a moment frozen there in time When the reasons all begin to rhyme Where love's a little bigger and you finally start figurin' out That's what it's all about Hey, that's what it's all about Hey, this is the life I couldn't live without No I couldn't live without It's a moment frozen there in time When the reasons all begin to rhyme Where loves a little bigger and you finally start figurin' out That's what it's all about (Hey, that's what it's all about) Hey! (Hey, that's what it's all about) Hey, that's what it's all about (Hey, that's what it's all about) Woah, the life I couldn't live without Hey, that's what it's all about Hey, that's what it's all about

I've been thinking how to step to you And still try my best to keep my cool And make sure that I don't break the rules (While I try to solve a mystery) Now it seems that everybody knows But it seems not everybody shows That love is the only way to go (No, it doesn't matter what you see) All I want is for love to live Let's learn to give love When he is down you should help your brother When it comes around you should help one another Help build him up when he's down and out (Ask what you can) Do when you see he needs help from another When it comes around we should help one another Help build him up when he's down and out That's what love's all about What love's about; What love's about What love's about I'll keep trying hard to help you see Cause I really wanna' make you see Help you understand what love can be (If you'd only, only just believe) Is there anyway to keep it real While I try to tell you what I feel And make sure you really know the deal (So can anybody talk to me) All I want is for love to live Let's learn to give love When he is down you should help your brother When it comes around you should help one another Help build him up when he's down and out (Ask what you can) Do when you see he needs help from another When it comes around we should help one another Help build him up when he's down and out That's what love's all about What love's about; What love's about; What love's about What love's about I'm calling everyone around me Won't you please, please; Oh tell me What can make a bond grow stronger Love can; Love can When he is down you should help your brother When it comes around you should help one another Help build him up when he's down and out (Ask what you can) Do when you see he needs help from another When it comes around we should help one another Help build him up when he's down and out That's what love's all about (Repeat) What love's about; What love's about; What love's about Ask what you can What love's about; What love's about; What love's about That's what love's all about

Because you know I'm all about that bass about that bass No trouble I'm all about that bass about that bass No trouble I'm all about that bass about that bass No trouble I'm all about that bass about that bass (bass bass) Yeah, it's pretty clear I ain't no size two But I can shake it shake it like I'm supposed to do 'Cause I've got that bone bone that all the boys digs And all the right junk in all the right places I see the magazines workin' that photoshop We know that shit ain't real c'mon now make it stop If you got beauty beauty just raise 'em up 'Cause every inch of you is prrfect from the bottom to the top Yeah, my mama she told me don't worry about your size She says boys like a little of my booty to hold tonight You know gjnbcdtuk So if that's what you're into then come on and move along