Acacia - Stainlexz & rare.giraffe

Vitamine verte, pédé, des fois j'm'imagine espérer Vis ta vie, j'jette les dés même si les pyramides guettent, pédé Le fair-play, les champs, l'asphalte, Cerbère est dans la chatte Dans la Smart, j'en compte déjà sept serrées J'provoque tant d'dommages, j'ai les crocs acérés J'ai vu la lumière, j'veux accéder, j'ai vingt-quatre piges et cinq CDs, j'suis là pour scinder des Gueules et la tte-cha cassis, tire une barre et j'm'envole comme les Yamakasi Tu peux t'carapater (sous une branche d'acacia), les frères cassent du sucre sur ton dos, incapable de faire l'caramel Si c'est l'Sheitan, ne prends pas l'appel; des hologrammes avant CaraMail Tes frelons rament pour un autographe font du karaté, moi J'prône l'amour, l'unité, j'touche aucune âme sans la purifier J'arrête de ken lorsque plus d'idée, Lucifer scret-di dans l'fusil serbe (bang) Faut qu'on y arrive, agit comme un faucon agile Des darons j'attire, les lardons m'admirent, j'suis l'garçon d'la situation, j'prends du galon, ma biche Si y'a Mammon qu'habite en toi, "J'dispose d'aucun temps pour toi" Ma montre a dit; à mon avis, j'suis qu'un homme et un bâton magique en toi J'veux visiter l'centre de la Terre, tellement d'choses haïssables en surface Tellement d'choses qu'Anissa censure pas, tellement d'causes abyssales, tellement d'faux à l'image Gros, t'es dans l'faux, parie pas, on t'déteste encore quand t'es riche Même des langues entre tes miches, t'as osé troquer ton âme juste pour vendre des disques Pédale, si tu savais seulement qui contrôlait l'bizz J'veux m'balader à dos d'Diplodocus, ouais, ouais, mais l'physio refuse Il vénère des bibelots occultes, rien qu'il parle de faciales Pour nous bibi des kills et des kilos d'lotus La loi est martiale, le choc est racial, l'Apocalypse est voulue (spartiate) Avant qu't'agonises, évolue (pédé); tout pour la création J'lé-rou des dragons juste bons pour la crémation; mon boulot, c'est la récréation Pas d'fellation, pas d'réaction, j'rassemble les fractions, à feu et à sang T'as d'sacrés instrus mais, là, t'as pé' la tranche, en vrai, t'es pas bon Dans une dimension plus juste, on t'aurait frappé la tronche (c'est ça) Sean Paul, Get Busy, pas d'emploi est Sully (pas de bol) Tellement d'mathafacks qui voudraient qu'on reste désunis Tu taffes dans l'formol ou tu dors à l'usine? J'ai une carrière qui décolle en "i" Comme les soucoupes de la société de [XXX], les colons tirent, le royaume s'étire Le projet [XXX] tout-par sur l'écologie, ils sont en avance sur la technologie Vous êtes tellement mignons que pour faire vos ogives (et la sophrologie), demande-toi quel fils de putain gère la notice Yankhoba, Yankhoba, Yankhoba, Yankhoba Yankhoba, Yankhoba, Yankhoba, Yankhoba Yankhoba, Yankhoba, Yankhoba, Yankhoba Yankhoba, Yankhoba, Yankhoba, Yankhoba Vitamine verte, pédé, des fois j'm'imagine espérer Vis ta vie, j'jette les dés même si les pyramides guettent, pédé Le fair-play, les champs, l'asphalte, Cerbère est dans la chatte Dans la Smart, j'en compte déjà sept serrées Je suis le Grand Monarque, je suis le Grand Monarque Je suis le Grand Monarque, je suis le Grand Monarque Je suis le Grand Monarque, je suis le Grand Monarque Je suis le Grand Monarque, je suis le Grand Monarque

We all come from broken homes Broken hearts and broken bones We will live and die alone We will live and die alone Welcome to the end Tonight we will descend We might not be enemies But we cannot be friends I want to go on record and say That I want to live to see the day Where the world screams gasping for air Unanswered cries because nobody cares I want to breathe my final breath Knowing you died a painful death The fucking world is an ugly place But I will die with a smile on my face My life is a shooting range People never change My life is a shooting range People never change We all come from broken homes Broken hearts and broken bones We will live and die alone We will live and die alone Welcome to the end Tonight we will descend We might not be enemies But we cannot be friends My life is a shooting range People never change My life is a shooting range People never change My life is a shooting range People never change My life is a shooting range People never change

I wanna see the pieces fit into place I wanna feel your body temperature drop I wanna feel the wind against my face I wanna hear your heart stop I have a perfectly good idea of how the fuck you're going to die We fear what we don't understand And I'm afraid of everything Hail Mary, the virgin whore I can't fucking take this any more Hail Mary with the broken face You name the time I'll name the place I wanna tell her I felt it in my heart But I have no heart to feel I wanna tell them I know who stole my soul But I have no soul to steel I believe that Hell is real Hell is other people I am a burning building, you can't save me Hail Mary, the virgin whore I can't fucking take this any more Hail Mary with the broken face You name the time I'll name the place Hail Mary, the virgin whore I can't fucking take this any more Hail Mary with the broken face You name the time I'll name the place I am the one who will bring Hell upon you all I'll stand at the gates and watch your kingdom fall Ashes to ashes, and dust into dust This world is a graveyard I don't give a fuck Hail Mary, the virgin whore I can't fucking take this any more Hail Mary with the broken face You name the time I'll name the fucking place

We are the wolves who starve close to dying Clinging to life for our actions to kill Prey on the weak and we listen for crying This is the closest we can bring you to hell We are the wolves who dress as the sheep Never resting and refusing to sleep Leave no survivors we devour the dead Scream all you can while we rip you to shreds While we rip you to shreds Rip you to shreds Rip you to shreds We destroy the things that make the world go round We are the reason there is blood on the ground We destroy the things that make the world go round We are the reason there is blood on the ground We destroy the things that make the world go round We are the reason there is blood on the ground We destroy the things that make the world go round We are the reason there is blood on the ground Oh my God (oh my God) Oh my God Oh my God (oh my God) Oh my God We destroy the things that make the world go round We are the reason there is blood on the ground We destroy the things that make the world go round We are the reason there is blood on the ground You'll survive but you won't want to Oh you'll live but you won't want to You shouldn't be outside in your condition She shouldn't be walking in her condition You'll survive but you won't want to Oh you'll live but you won't want to You shouldn't be outside in your condition She shouldn't be walking in her condition We destroy the things that make the world go round We are the reason there is blood on the ground We destroy the things that make the world go round We are the reason there is blood on the ground I have stolen the innocence of humanity I can't forgive myself for the things that I've done I don't feel the least bit bad I won't apologize I'm not fucking sorry I'm not fucking sorry

Rest in piss Clutch your heart Breathe in dirt Rest in piss Enough food for the rats to feast No goodbye No farewell Rest in piss You tainted the water The world would tray you like a martyr Fucking waste of time You deserve to die Liars lye No chance to say goodbye No fingerprints, No face. Gone without a trace Their air is refreshing Pulling out your intestines Lips on the dirt Blessed by the worm Swallow your teeth Down in your tears, Lose yourself in sleep. Surrender to your fears Nowhere to run Nowhere to hide Glad you died happy Happy you died Last gasps from a shallow grave Soak up the dirt Pushing up daisies

In my eyes Indisposed In disguise As no one knows Hides the face Lies the snake And the sun In my disgrace Boiling heat Summer stench 'Neath the black The sky looks dead Call my name Through the cream And I'll hear you Scream again Black hole sun Won't you come And wash away the rain? Black hole sun Won't you come? Won't you come? Stuttering Cold and damp Steal the warm wind Tired friend Times are gone For honest men And sometimes Far too long For snakes In my shoes A walking sleep And my youth I pray to keep Heaven send Hell away No one sings Like you anymore Black hole sun Won't you come And wash away the rain? Black hole sun Won't you come? Won't you come? Black hole sun Won't you come And wash away the rain? Black hole sun Won't you come? Won't you come? Black hole sun Black hole sun Won't you come? Black hole sun Black hole sun Won't you come? Black hole sun Black hole sun Won't you come? Black hole sun Black hole sun Hang my head Drown my fear 'Til you all just disappear Black hole sun Won't you come And wash away the rain? Black hole sun Won't you come? Won't you come? Black hole sun Won't you come And wash away the rain? Black hole sun Won't you come? Won't you come? Black hole sun Black hole sun Won't you come? Black hole sun Black hole sun Won't you come? Black hole sun Black hole sun Won't you come? Black hole sun Black hole sun Won't you come? Black hole sun Black hole sun Won't you come? Black hole sun Black hole sun Won't you come? Black hole sun Black hole sun