est il a meme pas performer g trop le seum

jms tu me verras fallin
pas de kill aura mais je win le fallen
yeah jss le sauveur il le fallait
fuck un weirdo jles degaj au balais
balais et tu sais que je fais que ballin
g des prblm mais en vrai jmen blc
et je shoot et je hit comme malek
mon frro sort du coiffeur jlui dit bsartek
han jme sens dmoins en moins comme eux
g connu la vie de merde j’etais un goner
6 9 la triik jsuis un gone
et quand je sors le ballista jsuis un gunner
yea j’agis souvent comme un tocard
shoutout tous mes gars ouai l’equipe est toka
romuald jpeux les plier comme des tonkar
tu me parle mais jtecoute mm pas jsuis fonscar
hey jamais je flippe
jlance les dés comme si j’etais un ecaflip
et fais tt cqui tfait kiffer la vie ca va vite
ya des news qui tfont coller la tete sur la vitre
et j’ai rien d’autre a faire donc je fais ma musique
ca mdit romu t chaud mais jfais que m’amuser
ici tt spasse la night comme la nuit au musée
et parfois le plus bete et ba c le plus rusé

jsuis 1 ptit gone et fierment prod par moi

charli xcx + arie (prod me, arie)

easter egg + youngcannabis69 (prod prisegabi, leoewski) #8rksevilmix

plein de facons (prod moi)

producteur moi

pdnt que tu cherches un taff jtire une gros taff
jss pas 1 chien mais g le mental d un gros staff
frro viens voir ma vie elle est chodar
et je noie tous mes problemes ds le cendar
ici on danse pas la samba
et ce soir le lion est mort faut lmental a simba
tu rgarde en haut que quand t en bas
mais n oublie jms quil ne faut pas trahir la onda
les premiers jours jdisais jvais pas rfumer
mtn g les poumons qui sont noirs et parfumes
regarde moi en train d esperer
je regarde je regarde et j espere
je regarde je regarde et j espere
je regarde je 
je regarde je regarde et j espere mais je ne pe rien deplacer comme si j etais casper
arrete de lecher mes pieds comme ksper
ds la vie faut rester accrocher nan faut pas sperdre
et mm si tu disais qtu m avais en poster je men branle nan ca ne change rien a mon posterieur

je regarde et j espere

#nolookingback prod. baby gâteau

TRAPTIES (prod S1)

HOMERUN (prod me)

Hardcore Never Die

I am the constant they can’t distort
Carved in space where the void resorts
In the core where the laws contort
Compact codes in a hidden court

I walk between fractures clean
Where order breaks and pain begins
They mirror me, try to contain
But my face returns — I am the strain

Written in math, born of the crack
Two sides meet — I don’t step back
Gauge the field, I snap the track
You see control? I see the trap

This symmetry’s not just design
It’s built in stone, it's redefined
It ain’t balance, it’s a cage
With mirrored rage behind the lines

They call it balance, I call it split
Two-faced laws, dressed up as wit
They say it’s equal — it’s just a mask
Symmetry breaks when you check the task

Your side floats, mine’s in the flame
Same damn shape, not the same game
They mirror rules, but flip the play
I see the trap in what they say

I’m the crack that doesn’t heal
The fracture screaming what you conceal
The field’s symmetric, but the weight ain’t real
Justice blindfolded, bound in steel

They split us up — say “equal sides”
But load one down and call it right
Your half’s clean, mine’s the fight
Your half’s light, mine’s the night

Symmetry’s not what they sell
It’s just control in a softer shell
A mirrored cell, designed too well
To let you think you ain't in hell

They call it balance, I call it split
Two-faced laws, dressed up as wit
They say it’s equal — it’s just a mask
Symmetry breaks when you check the task

Your side floats, mine’s in the flame
Same damn shape, not the same game
They mirror rules, but flip the play
I see the trap in what they say

My half —
The broken schools.
Your half —
The hedge-fund tools.
My half —
The prison queue.
Your half —
The interview.

You call it even? I call it lies.
Symmetry’s where justice dies.
I tried to split it, tried to patch —
But every wound just draws a match.

Symmetry of time?
Then why we stuck in generational crime?
Symmetry of space?
Then why your street's not safe to pace?

Symmetry of law?
Then why my skin’s a cause for war?
Symmetry of rights?
Then why you choke us out at night?

No less, no more —
That’s what they preach.
But that’s the leash.
They balance silence with a speech.

They balance murder with a plea
They balance rich men’s fraud with me

They call it balance, I call it split
Two-faced laws, dressed up as wit
They say it’s equal — it’s just a mask
Symmetry breaks when you check the task

Your side floats, mine’s in the flame
Same damn shape, not the same game
They mirror rules, but flip the play
I see the trap in what they say

Symmetry —
A word they weaponize.
A mask that sterilizes.
It don’t mean justice.
It just hides the bias.

easter egg + youngcannabis69 (prod prisegabi, leoewski) #8rksevilmix

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