International

Ici, y a des dealers, des voleurs, des braqueurs

Qui côtoient des cotorep avec des bonnes têtes de vainqueurs

Des travailleurs acharnés, des branleurs invétérés

Des enragés comme moi que personne n'a pu arrêter

Des beaux décors pour l'été, et des corps enterrés

Ces soirées ou les gens n'agissent que par intérêt

Bien calé c'est instructif, des énarques à la chaine

Ramène un bif et de la tequila mexicaine

J'ai fais peu de bons choix, mis le couteau entre les dents

Les adversaires sans poids partent la queue entre les jambes

Sous le soleil ou la grisaille, dans les rues propres ou sales

Nique le rap ma caille, j'écoute plus que du heavy métal

En plus je t'insulte gratos, et ça de toute mon âme

Fils de pute!! on te souhaite la bienvenue à Gotham

En plus je t'insulte gratos, et ça de toute mon âme

Fils de pute!! on te souhaite la bienvenue à Gotham

I'm a big fish you lil guppy, have a sit, sonny

Take a minute to visit this sick fuck, he kick puppies

In the nitty and gritty of the shit he spit ugly

And the tyranny of the lyrics that erupt be disgusting

Play the hand you were dealt, lil buddy, and get lucky

On the other hand, get all that thou have stripped from thee

Shit's gully, wanna take over the world in the worst way

Rock harder than a earthquake till my hundredth birthday

They wanna see what the new fella has got

On TruthTella beats, is he a truth teller or not

Who's telling him stop, tellin' them watch, ready or not

Here I come, been through hell and I'm hot

I'm the one like Neo, free load never

C.O. cheddar, me dope better

Been through the sewer, he knows Shredder

From when I climbed out it's like he grew feathers

Took flight I'm first class, learn fast or earn last

I merc bars, and burn hard in Merc cars - Benz's

Lend me your lenses, watch as I end this

Best sit and listen, I shine and I glisten

They don't wanna diss him, they can end up missing

The end of every line is real, like you've caught a shark when you're fishing

Caught in the system, the trap

So I play the game see the system is cracked

Up, right, left, triangle and square, cheat mode

But the triangle ain't fair that's a fact

Look, Dollars on the road, Dollars on your block

Dollars from an O to Dollars for a box

Money in the bank now, Money me na watch

Money is legit, no hiding from the cops

Bluka! Bluka! Sound off on the haters

On top with the aces, a lot man is rated

Writing levels stay hot through the ages

Even if his voice at the end remains faceless

I've been a hustler straight from the start

Living in the UK the hustle is an art

Euro step cross channels inna France

Like Hugo, yep, I'm a Boss, au revoir

A restless spirit, never no luck where I am

Maybe cuz wherever I go, fuck, there I am

I came to the city with a penny and a prayer

And far as I knew, I hardly knew anybody there

It was hard cuz in the city you know that pity can be rare

And my destiny wasn't clear, it wasn't written in the air

So I slipped into despair, polluted the air cursin my birth

Tried to maintain, but everything just seemed to keep gettin worse

Then I remembered the cure, both a blessing and a curse

Write until my hand hurts, then one more verse

Big up to TruthTella for lettin me holler at Script Dollars

And Beni Blanco, Tom Swifty, international