Nos cités, ça fait un bail qu'elles ont craqué aussi. La révolution découpé à la meule. Aboutie à Dieu pour tous et chacun sa gueule. Chacun dans son coin, lendemain solitaire.
East Harlem, São Paulo. Nice, Marseille, Chicago. Queens, Brooklyn, Buenos Aires. Caracas ouais! Liège, Bruxelles. Berlin, Sydney, Tunis, La Goulette.
Je prépare ma vengeance comme James Brown. Je prépare ma vengeance comme James Brown. Maybach. Je prépare ma vengeance comme James Brown. Je prépare ma vengeance comme James Brown.
Let's Go. Yeah. I'm alive on arrival. . I'm alive and well. I can feel the inner chi. Through the rays of the sun. Shinning down upon me. And even though it pours when i trains.
B-boy, b-girl, MC, danseur, graffiti, beatmaker, tout le monde. Bad phrase, bad frise, bad fresque, bad phase, mélodie, percussions. B-boy, b-girl, MC, danseur, graffiti, beatmaker, tout le monde.
L'équipe de choc est de retour, crie-le!. Un son classique designé pour faire baliser les frileux. Quelques mesures feront l'affaire. Pour t'expliquer en détails le genre de gars à qui t'auras à faire.
Do it, Do it. Lemme do my thang. Cause I'mma do my thang. Lemme do my thang. (Do your natural thang). Can I do my thang. Let me do my thang. . Stay on the low.
Situations will arise. We'll get high. 'Cause it's all about gettin' the dollar, player. Haitian niggas. Tellin' lies. They don't realize. That you gotta be smart about it, yeah.
[Chorus]. Four. Three. Two. Two. A two step. A two step. Now go on and two step. Now go on and two step. Now go on and two step. Now go on and two step.
[Chorus]. Four. Three. Two. Two. A two step. A two step. Now go on and two step. Now go on and two step. Now go on and two step. Now go on and two step.
This is the long drop method it was supposed to be more humane. Measure your height and your weight to break your neck with your hand. Sometimes they use a shore drop or they use a crane.
Everyday lead to late nights. Bitches on my neck like a vampire appetite. Homie, pass me a light, I got that master kush. Gave birth to you, bastards, told your momma the bush.
I had the right to sublurr, because they ache one stick. I saw five to six million but, yo, that ain't really shit. It was supposed to be different, we were supposed to write out.
I'm a plastic surgeon, dick shape face. I got NASCAR novels, I was build to race. Gone the long hot summer, I was gone through space. It's the next best thing, making soda and base.
See, my friends showed me so much. Good or bad, they all I had. Reminisce on the past. And the to the ones that passed lift the glass. See my friends, DOWN.
Up early, smokin' and plottin'. Looking at these lames being thankful I'm not them. This year couple million out the game. And you're wondering how I got them.
Baby you're all that I want. When you're lyin' here in my arms. I'm finding it hard to believe. We're in heaven. We're in heaven. Oh thinkin' about all our younger years.
*helicopter flies overhead*. [cop] One of twenty, I'm behind the vehicle. And there goes the suspect, he saw us now. *police siren*. *chopper still flying around*.
I, something is wrong with me, I'm feeling like Psycho White. I can't get a grip, I'm about to slip, I'm about to fight. I took another shot of whiskey dipsy chippin hit me.
We all love this city, we all love this city. we all love this city, we all love this city. . I think the name alone says it all (New York). United we stand, divided we fall.