Compte Les Hommes

I don't like critics, even less those who criticize the critics (you know)
So I developed an attitude, everyone minds their own business, don't feed me lies (no no)
You talking to me is like a guy who does s and wears extra-large (extra-large)
My buddy moves with his rage, when I say let's talk
He says: 'come, let's mess him up' (let's mess him up) (chill out)
Presence and charisma, too many projects coming
Don't give a damn if Didier doesn't want to play Karim (each to their own problems)
Top level, damn, I'm there, the young and the OGs follow me, precision, Swiss watchmaking
Expert in disses, I'll end up alone in a dark apartment
I want to lead my life in secret, my first words were lies

Yeah, $-croums, 1. 9. 9. L., the trick
My heart and my blood, my gun and my plan

To fall asleep, I count the men (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I wake up, I count the sums (Paris-south, Paris-south)
To fall asleep, I count the men (that's it, that's it)
I wake up, I count the sums (I wake up, I count the cash)
To fall asleep, I count the men (7-5, 7-5)
I wake up, I count the sums (big shot, seine zoo)
To fall asleep, I count the men (gun and fire, fire and gun)
I wake up, I count what, I wake up, I count the sums

Hey young ient-cli, I was warned you like art
Watch out, you can disappear like a U.M.L.A verse
Everyone wants to stir up the past without thinking about their offspring
Vengeance brings hate, hate brings vengeance
Hey, if I can do my thing, I won't miss the chance, France is a pillage, of gas, and waste
You wait for redistribution, we eat directly
All for my tribe, you say the same, but I'd say you're lying (you know)
Don't swear on my grave if I die, these days, I'm calming down
At parties, I spend my time watching people watching me, same old
Let me keep a low profile in the darkness (yeah yeah)
I don't take advantage to get into exclusive clubs, so when the style hits, find me near its epicenter
Too much juice, too much sauce, behind me, the ground is slippery
Addiction is strong, ambitions exhausting
The cash, the money, the dough, I lived with and without (yeah), no shortcuts or ladder
To sign the check
I know their file, and you wonder how many chairs I've sawed
Hey yo, this life is expensive, it's irreplaceable
Who can do it better than us, besides Lunatic with their tricks
Besides Nysay, Futuristiq, Dicidens, classic shit
Old school, but for us it's: Gun and fire
Yeah

To fall asleep, I count the men (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I wake up, I count the sums (Paris-south, Paris-south)
To fall asleep, I count the men (that's it, that's it)
I wake up, I count the sums (I wake up, I count the cash)
To fall asleep, I count the men (7-5, 7-5)
I wake up, I count the sums (big shot, seine zoo)
To fall asleep, I count the men (gun and fire, fire and gun)
I wake up, I count what, I wake up, I count the sums

My drink is warm, my kebab is cold
Today, they took it out on me for a guy my team pped-fra
Anyway, it's like a dream, so let's start over
Only pain doesn't lie when everything else is a lie
Paris is crazy, basketball as the only means of transportation
A pine-co heals with emotion my bleeding concussions
As soon as we get on stage, we forget it, are we weird?
Hibiscus stains on our dirty clothes, we drop you 16 of dirty nubi
The Almighty isn't above the Karin tower
So I'm not playing the Cain-ri actor, I don't forget my turn is coming
Don't wait for a Namek to find your potential (yeah yeah)
One day, there will be trumpet blasts in the sky
Many skills, too many wounds soaked in salt
Of course, I find the speeches I hear too pretentious
It stinks and the herd teaches you to deceive your zen in this big screen show they claim is healthy
And I feel that kind of look I hate in return, the kind of guy who gives to tell you when we receive
I see the devil in a Testarossa, life is a harsh test
I'm afraid my destiny will resemble what my intestines reveal
Yeah, they clearly disappointed me (who?)
Those hearts that lie without arguments
I love when simple things widen eyes
When I'm in pain, the moon is beautiful (yeah) but the sun is dull and if I counted those sheep, I'd dive into eternal sleep

He's gun, I'm fire
We come to wake up your area (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah), gun and fire

To fall asleep, I count the men (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I wake up, I count the sums (Paris-south, Paris-south)
To fall asleep, I count the men (that's it, that's it)
I wake up, I count the sums (I wake up, I count the cash)
To fall asleep, I count the men (7-5, 7-5)
I wake up, I count the sums (big shot, seine zoo)
To fall asleep, I count the men (gun and fire, fire and gun)
I wake up, I count what, I wake up, I count the sums

Yeah yeah, gun and fire
In our blood flowed the Bièvre, 7-5