Freeze Emotion - Poppy Street

Ha, ha, ha, 20-16, F-D-T, hiver j'écris 16 d'été Prof Chen, enseigne la SVT, pétasse, hey Han, ekip, ekip J'vois en slow-mo', s-o médocs (haha), s-o Shaolin, s-o Method Dans l'complot, s-o CNN, s-o M-O-B-B, s-o CNN Négro, j'arrive haut et lourd comme 12 avions, s-o Kaki, furtif comme piège sous pavillon J'veux la i8 avec les portes qui s'ouvrent papillon (sku) 6-6-7 aka Real Madrid et vous Albion (haha) FLRG, F les RGs, chaque jour F "Tintin au Congo" et F Hergé Négro, j'arrive africain comme Benteke Chen Zen, j'veux peser comme 16 Békés, 20-16, FDT, s.o Spitta, hiver j'écris 16 d'été Prof Chen enseigne SVT, tireur d'élite, appelle-moi Bob Lean Chen Zen au mic, maîtrise la boxe de l'homme lean Mon Sprite est rose et sent l'sirop J'peux avancer sans l'sirop, j'arrive italien comme San Siro S-o Lala, ça va pop comme ISIS (gaddamn) Melanoderme comme Isis, j'veux pas finir comme Eazy, eh Fuck ces rats, fuck ces pussy-négros Fuck le cancer, s-o Boosie, négro Nique un clone, s-o Gucci, négro Frotte la bavette, s-o Pucci, négro Découpe comme à Q.B., les fume comme tabac à tuber Chaque jour s-o les UVs, à Dakar j'veux l'gros SUV (gaddamn) J'pilote, sans stress parle aux tchoys leané, fuck Michael Scofield, s-o Boy Djinné S-o G&G, s-o R-O-I (s-o), s-o Osirus Jack négro, j'finis R-O-I S-o Slim Chavez, s-o N-O-I (s-o), j'ai la vision négro, s-o M-O-I (goddamn) Fuck le gangsta rap, s-o Vince Staples, j'ai la dalle négro, j'veux le biff d'Apple Argent noir chaque jour, F la BNP, négro, t'as rien d'spécial comme la TNT Ils vendent leur âme pour un petit VEVO, j'arrive japonais comme une Mitsubishi Evo (sku) Skurr skurr, négro s-o 21, s-o Pirlo, dans l'milieu transige comme numéro 21 Mon Sprite est rose et sent l'sirop J'peux avancer sans l'sirop, j'arrive italien comme San Siro S-o Lala, ça va pop comme ISIS (gaddamn) Mélanoderme comme Isis, j'veux pas finir comme Eazy, eh Fuck ces rats, fuck ces pussy-négros Fuck le cancer, s-o Boosie, négro Nique un clone, s-o Gucci, négro Frotte la bavette, s-o Pucci, négro Ekip, MMS, XXL, pétasse Chen Zen, j'suis dans l'Xan, cocktail dans l'sang Négro, en défense tu sais qu'j'suis dans l'centre Ekip, 20-16, FDT Gaddamn, en hiver j'écris mes 16 d'été, pétasse

Sunny day Sweeping the clouds away On my way to where the air is sweet Can you tell me how to get How to get to Sesame Street Come and play Everything's A-OK Friendly neighbors there That's where we meet Can you tell me how to get How to get to Sesame Street It's a magic carpet ride Every door will open wide To happy people like you Happy people like What a beautiful Sunny day Sweeping the clouds away On my way to where the air is sweet Can you tell me how to get How to get to Sesame Street How to get to Sesame Street How to get to Sesame Street

Stupid people follow suit Walking blindly, getting screwed They follow news for what to do Devour what they feed to you Know your life's inopportune Hey there, tool, I'm looking at you Why is everyone screaming So loud for no reason? Idiots are breeding Why do words have no meaning? The story's gonna lead when The leader is bleeding Ah You're in a race, but out of it Like a quitter, born to quit Yeah, we know you're losing it Won't read past a headline You can't be bothered to try You're in a mindless rush to die Why is everyone screaming So loud for no reason? Idiots are breeding Why do words have no meaning? The story's gonna lead when The leader is bleeding Ah Do you believe? Or will you secede? Come on, I dare you I dare you Why is everyone screaming So loud for no reason? Idiots are breeding Why do words have no meaning? The story's gonna lead when The leader is bleeding Ah

I don't want no, want no knockoff Want that real shit, real authentic I don't want no, want no fake love Want that real shit, real authentic (authentic) What is it boy? (qu'est-ce que c'est?) Trailer park or (real estate) I can't take no (more mistakes) Polyester (hurts my skin) Tell me what you'd (wrap me in) Synthetic or (genuine) I want that real thing Baby, you look to me like you're the real thing (I wanna know) Am I dreaming? How are you gonna prove to me that you're the real thing? (I wanna know) I don't want no (don't want no) Want no knockoff (no knockoff) Want that real shit (that real shit) Real authentic I don't want no (don't want no) Want no fake love (no fake love) Want that real shit (that real shit) Real authentic (authentic) What is it boy? (qu'est-ce que c'est?) Trailer park or (real estate) I can't take no (more mistakes) Polyester (hurts my skin) Tell me what you'd (wrap me in) Synthetic or (genuine) I want that real thing Baby, you look to me like you're the real thing (I wanna know) Am I dreaming? How are you gonna prove to me that you're the real thing? (I wanna know) I don't want no (don't want no) Want no knockoff (no knockoff) Want that real shit (that real shit) Real authentic (authentic) I don't want no (don't want no) Want no fake love (no fake love) Want that real shit (that real shit) Real authentic (authentic) Used to be scared of something real I'm ready now, I'm ready I lay it bare for you to steal I'm ready now, I'm ready I want that real thing Baby, you look to me like you're the real thing (I wanna know) Am I dreaming? How are you gonna prove to me that you're the real thing? (I wanna know) I don't (don't want no) Want no (no knockoff) Want that (that real shit) Real auth- (authentic) I don't (don't want no) Want no (no fake love) Want that (that real shit) Real authentic (authentic)

This is the dress I want to be buried in Leave the rings, I might need them Unholy water, take a sip This is my church outfit Life is a commercial for death Anger is something I worked to manifest Life is a commercial for death And you're hypnotized by the advertisement I'll dress to the nines, show up on time You can wear whatever you like Dress to the nines, show up on time You can wear whatever you like This is the dress I want to be buried in Leave the rings, I might need them Unholy water, take a sip This is my church outfit It's my confession and my testament Don't need your weapons, I got my own And you said I couldn't commit This is my church outfit It's my confession and my testament Don't need your weapons, I got my own And you said I couldn't commit This is my church outfit