Looking at myself, I see the man, nigga I'mma call it like I say it, I'mma call your bitch May nigga Hold up this is not to entertain niggas I got held up at the light reaching for my switchblade, nigga Poppers on a Spanish with the gauge, nigga If I tell you that the babysitter's dead, don't play, nigga Reach inside your pockets, dial H, nigga If you need help with pressure, don't drive this way, nigga You know I got schizophrenic tendencies I dream of porn stars and pouring gas on my enemies If I get a check, I'm not the vet I'm a dawg ass nigga looking for a hot bitch Shaka Zulu with the new do with the TEC This is not a purchase, everyday life shit I've been praying for your downfall, man But all I see is bad bitches coming down the hill, damn Shaka Zulu new do with the TEC Don't tell anybody that the babysitter's dead And I heard it from a birdie, it was dead How'd they bring you back to life? That's a start resurrect She bowed to her knees, want forgiveness But all I could think about was coming out of speakers She a fun girl living on the edge Poppa ran a hedge fund, all his daughter do is give head Said he had it up to head and neck Don't you point the thing at me, it could go off offside your head Temple to the brain, now he dead That's a life learned lesson, never stress over bullshit Wasn't even her why he did it But he found his wife with his daughter's boyfriend, nigga damn That's some fucked shit over sex These bitches overrated and I judge 'em like "who next?" Temple to the brain from the TEC Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead And I heard it from a birdie, it was dead How'd they bring you back to life? That's a start resurrect, nigga Shaka Zulu new do with the TEC Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead And I heard it from a birdie, it was dead How'd they bring you back to life? That's a start resurrect, nigga Six weeks, had to vacate Ain't a resident in sight, just a beach, making sex tapes Sure, say the shit to my face She gon' get me off, nigga, like bug spray Bitches all fake and fanatics, causing ruckus with a ratchet Don't you put that on your loved ones, you are not my level pattern This is Pacquiao and [?] like a Flintstone On a roll, full of ashes, we just run you, this the legion Zulu, it's all gone Zulu, forever perished Ten bedrooms in the palace But your Playboy bunny's ears full of carrots, I told y'all Shaka Zulu new do with the TEC Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead And I heard it from a birdie, it was dead How'd they bring you back to life? That's a start resurrect, nigga Temple to the brain from the TEC Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead And I heard it from a birdie, it was dead How'd they bring you back to life? That's a start resurrect, nigga Temple to the brain from the TEC I go temple to the brain from the TEC Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead, nigga Glory be, lord to be Fashion so fucking unorderly Move accordingly, don't order me You poorer than me, more can afford the fee Word to Meek, 100 in the dungarees Who claim the game, we're young living like Meek Click on the tee, Lord of Rings, you order me Theatric fairytale's become extinct Fuck the peace, I put a piece on my neck 'Bout the size of a Complex magazine I'm not for sale, I bought your dreams Leonardo DaVinci, the Bentley boost my self-esteem Bitches cling like the chain already been doing the same thing I mean this gold [?] I'm tryna bob and weave, why you chasing me? I'm on my victory lap, can't you see? Temple to the brain from the TEC Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead, nigga I go temple to the brain from the TEC Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead, nigga

Y cuando sabes quienes son Ni olvido ni perdón Para quien genera porquería Sous les pavés la plage? Sur la plage ces corps qui s'enlisent dans l'or d'un Sadam Sous un ciel de rage Le vent nous souffle ces maux que l'on aime à mort Salam Il y a comme un manque de sens Comme on brûle brûle l'essence Comme on s'arrose aujourd'hui Et je roule ma bosse quand j'emmène mes gosses à l'école Dans cette grosse bagnole, on s'en fout, on s'enfume Ils pourront bien s'en aller pleurer leurs pères sur la lune Soy el padre Soy el padre Soy el padre de la luna Soy el padre Soy el padre Soy el padre de la luna Comme un manque de chance Comme on salive, on s'envie Comme on s'enlise aujourd'hui A se prendre les pieds dans nos tapis d'orient Elles sont tapies dans l'ombre nos complexes-citées Elles aiment à se fondre dans le décor Jusqu'à qu'il s'effondre, le décor Sous les pavés la plage? Sur la plage ces corps noyés dans l'indifférence totale Yo soy la gente que no quiere lidiar Con los que quieren matar a la libertad Y cuando sabes quienes son Ni olvido ni perdón Para quien genera porquería Yo soy la gente que quería bailar, solo disfrutar esta noche de juerga Nada es mas fuerte que el amor Vamos juntos a compartir nuestro corazón Decencia, decencia Compartir nuestro corazón À la croisée des routes s'invitent Des doutes et des songes qui nous rongent Mais ces gens bien trop près Sont bien trop éloignés de nos priorités à droite Si gauche Et veulent cet albatros, couvert de vase et d'huile À 2000 balles le baril Il y a comme un manque de sens Comme on brûle brûle l'essence Comme on s'arrose aujourd'hui Comme on s'arrose aujourd'hui Gimme gimme gimme shock treatment! Decencia

And if you don't wanna resign Join us in the fight Join us in the fight And don't you worry 'bout it It's not up to them to decide Stand up by my side Stand up by my side And don't you worry 'bout it When this politic and his fancy prose Sells a lot of lies and I don't knows Says a lot of lies and I don't knows So many people played It's gonna be ok So many people pray We gonna find a way But the leader's plotting in the shadow They're too scared to decide Always acting like surprised When the youth is going wild When the young core is on fire And if you don't wanna resign Join us in the fight Join us in the fight And don't you worry 'bout it It's not up to them to decide Stand up by my side Stand up by my side And don't you worry 'bout it No matter what they say the only place to be Well there's nowhere politico-tontos And there's nowhere else to go tontos Well there's nowhere politico-tontos So many idiots live on the radios And everybody says what everybody knows Says a lot of lies and I don't knows Says a lot of lies and I don't knows In that place above us all When the whole store is on fire Fighting for the best buyer When the whole store is on fire And if you don't wanna resign Join us in the fight Join us in the fight And don't you worry 'bout it It's not up to them to decide Stand up by my side Stand up by my side And don't you worry 'bout it Everything's gonna be ok, we gonna make the rules, we gonna make money Well it's just another lie, well it's just another lie Space and time might be relatively tied It's up to you baby if you don't wanna resign Space and time might be relatively tied It's up to you baby if you don't wanna resign And if you don't wanna resign Join us in the fight Join us in the fight And don't you worry 'bout it It's not up to them to decide Stand up by my side Stand up by my side And don't you worry 'bout it

I don't need your money I want something more Caught up in the race You're the real top score Gonna watch a porn in my Disney room Wot u gonna do, wot u gonna do Uh? Hand's up here comes Dad'Algorhythm When I'm feeling bad, I'm feeding good Show me wot u got, for a lot of attention When I'm feeding Dad, I'm feeling... Be da slave and follow the rules When I feed him, well I'm feeling good Gonna hack your brain baby 'till you get sore Sucking up your data 'till you breathe no more Wanna go viral? Try disinformation! When I feed Dad, I'm feeling good If you don't know what to do, try a tik tok move Wot u gonna do, wot u gonna do Uh? Hand's up for Dad'Algorhythm When I'm feeling bad, I'm feeding good Show me wot u got, for a lot of attention When I'm feeding Dad, I'm feeling... Be da sheep and follow the rules When I feed him, well I'm feeling good WELL ENTERTAIN ME HONEY WATCH MY BRAND NEW SHOES YOU WANT THE FAME AND THE MONEY? Wot u gonna do, wot u gonna do Uh? Wot u gonna do, wot u gonna do Uh? Hand's up here comes Dad'Algorhythm When I'm feeling bad, I'm feeding good Show me wot u got, for a lot of attention When I'm feeding Dad, I'm feeling... Be da slave and follow the rules When I feed him, well I'm feeling good