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Série noire
01:09
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Une ruelle sombre, froide et sale
Un sourire glaçant, un éclat de métal
Tes yeux s'affolent, ton coeur s'emballe
C'est sûr cette nuit te sera fatale
En un éclair il est face à toi
Une douleur sourde dans ton estomac
La lame remue, déchire tes entrailles
La douleur intenable et tu défailles
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Drug free schools for me
01:08
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I was so bored at school
People around so cruel
Packed in a little stick
That new sensation makes me sick
I think I've found the solution
Promise me no more delusion
Now I'm invincible
The whole world is wonderful
My face covered by slime
This now how I'm killing time
I think I've found the solution
Promise me no more delusion
That's why they call me sticky nose
It's not because I got the flu
My new hobby is sniffing glue
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Smells like piss spirit
00:58
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I hate kids cause they smell bad
Seeing their pretty faces drives me mad
Crying, shouting very loudly
Their stupid voices make me crazy
I hate kids
Don't ask me why
They're so goddamn fucking useless
Their narrow mind is a bloody mess
Their pathetic lives don't mean a thing
Sitting close to them is terrifying
I dream about a killing spree
Crushing their skulls with my knee
With my knee
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Une paire de rangeos bien lacée
Des gueules il va en casser
Poing américain reluisant
Taillé pour péter des dents
Un air bourrin et cruel
Il n’est pas là pour enfiler des perles
Un cigare vissé à la bouche
A chaque coup il fera mouche
(Marion, Marion Cobretti
héros nouveau,
supprime
ces caractériels)
Mitraillette en bandoulière
Notre héros s'en va en guerre
Une odeur de poudre plein les bronches
Prêt à éclater des tronches
Des pectoraux bien huilés
Un regard déterminé
Une mise en pli impeccable
Une volonté implacable
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5. |
I've got the curved edge
01:02
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I see it in your eyes
All that you want is my demise
I'm pathetic, dirty
My true colors the only me
Fucked up, shitfaced
covered with vomit
For sure I'm unbalanced
I smell like rotten meat
Don't fight me X3
Cuz I know servietsky
I roll over the floor
Always looking for more
Beady eyes roll back in head
To you I'm already dead
Fucked up, shitfaced
covered with vomit
For sure I'm unbalanced
I smell like rotten meat
Don't fight me X3
Cuz I know servietsky
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6. |
Cool crimes
02:18
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Non stop listening Womanizer
Britney is my guilty pleasure
Drawing upside down crosses
An evening ending with stitches
It's cool crimes, Fuck of and die!
No tie knot all the day
Sneakers, caps are my way
Playing fast songs for young chicks
Booze level in kung fu kicks
A throne for rats, not for cats
At least I don't have a tribal tat
No claims, no trends
Long live the filth at the end
It's cool crimes, fuck of and die! x4
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7. |
Harambe's revenge
01:28
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The day I was shot, I cheated death
Ready for a new life, tired of being oppressed
My chains now broken, my mind is free
My cage is open, I can unleash the real me
DICKS OUT FOR HARAMBE!
Chasing chicks and smoking sticks
I met a bunch of assholes showing their dicks
With guitars and drums they're making noise
It didn't take me long to join those boys
We traveled the world, playing every night
spitting one, we had a lot of fights
Surfing every day, drinking every time
Penis out of pants, we crosse every lines
Then suddenly came that cursed day
I shown my genitals to stupid children
Their mother was so pissed she took out a shotgun
Filled me with bullets, came the end of fun
Now I'm drinking beers up there in heaven
Waiting for revenge, hating kids forever
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Are teenage dreams so hard to beat?
Everytime she walks down the streets
Another girl in the neighborhood
Wishes she was mine, she looks so good
I wanna hold her, wanna hold her tight
Get teenage kicks right to the night
I'm gonna call her on the telephone
Have her over cause I'm all alone
I need excitement , oh, I need it bad
And it's the best I've ever had
I wanna hold her, wanna hold her tight
Get teenage kicks right to the night
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Stupid Karate Lille, France
Just four dudes playing fast songs.
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