Au DD

[Ademo]
I don't give a damn about the Himalayas
I don't give a damn, I'm not aiming for the summit
My heart goes oohlalala
Crime of passion that I commit
On your heart, I make a little hole
I leave a bloodstain on the sweater
I have no desire to know you
Neither you, nor those sons of bitches
I'll leave if I listen to myself
Corsican blood mixed with Arab
I no longer love the Moon, I leave it to you
I fall asleep under gold, under booze
I'm neither from here nor from there
She wants a kiss, she wants me to fuck her
I know the way, I know the address
I fuck you on the continent of Hades
Dirty like Taneish, short hair
Strong like the ppe-f' that I pour
I pull a face, I listen
Only to my soul, fate
I live in an erotic dream
Where I speak little but caress the world
I die in an exotic nightmare
Where the Earth looks like my grave

Why do you speak in igo?
If it kills, yeah, tell me who signs
No honor, you smell from here
By Allah, dad told me: My son, no, no
Don't pay attention to those faggots
I gave for a long time
Then, I lost my petals

To the top
I pass it, detail it, screw it, fuck it, regrets in front of your baby
I leave your place, take your poorly parked car and then remove your parking ticket
I'm looking for a ticket, some business, plans in the hideout, a bit too upset
I kiss my cockroaches in the basement of the 6, the pecs girded
The cops watch because the snitches will never fall on voicemail
Hey, buddy, start in the jungle, I'm there 24/7, I do monkey business
I rush down the street with Gucci like Mitch
I walk in the fancy neighborhoods with the anger that scares the rich

[N.O.S]
No worries about the family until the last gram
Always in my 9.1 because I'm screwed by Paris
Without, without, without the benefit of the street, I would never have fucked the game
I don't feel too human, a bit like my inhabited igos, yah
There's blood to shed, yah
To the top (top), only second degrees, I'm erased, yah
You recognized the scream, animal side but you know the price: The cannon in NY-Ma
To the top
The family in the building, we push you to the top
Not mixed, foreign heart, nothing has changed
What must happen will happen, yah
It might be my last album
Maybe my last puta
Maybe my last smile from you
In my ounga, in my ounga
No more hate than love, that I release between my towers
Fewer humans after midnight, I go out to break my turn
On a cloud from Hell
Come on, let's get out, brother, before we get lost

[Ademo]
To the top
I pass it, detail it, screw it, fuck it, regrets in front of your baby
I leave your place, take your poorly parked car and then remove your parking ticket
I'm looking for a ticket, some business, plans in the hideout, a bit too upset
I kiss my cockroaches in the basement of the 6, the pecs girded
The cops watch because the snitches will never fall on voicemail
Hey, buddy, start in the jungle, I'm there 24/7, I do monkey business
I rush down the street with Gucci like Mitch
I walk in the fancy neighborhoods with the anger that scares the rich