'a trop de haine alors que l'on s'aime Y'a tant d'amour mais pourtant nos coeurs saignent On aimerait changer mais on est les meme Mac Tyer : Ma haine a
massacre Pourquoi tant d'acharnement contre les new jacks Facile a comprendre, propos faciles a defendre Mon cul n'est pas a prendre, le Hip-Hop pas a
defavorisee Seule verite engagee: Le droit a l'egalite Le voila de nouveau pret a redeclancher Une vulgaire guerre civile Et non militaire Y en a marre
, prends ca dans ta face, quelle que soit ta race, Noir et blanc, blanc et jaune, jaune et rouge, rouge ou beur Je m'adresse a la jeunesse, celle qui
You only half a W without a second V Gotta be dreamin, gotta be chosen Shawty when I was 20 I had a Camry and? But now I'm ok, I got my shit together
pimp my penn again Hustling is all I can do [Verse 2] I was born on a fucked up day, had to be, holidays With nothing but frowns on my face, the sadness brought madness To a
voodoo So if she with it We run a ***** like cho cho I run with lions boy Turn this club into a zoo In ATL I keep a chick that looks like new new All
's okay, I'll learn to make it anyway Take every hit with a smiling face And my dreams of sailing softly Have all washed up on the shore Tonight I'll lie with a
I would see this day I didn't think that it could hurt so bad A broken heart was never meant for me [Faith] Lord, let it please rain on my face So that
, nous saurons aussi nous defendre. Car tu ne doutesque out vient a point a qui sait attendre. Refrain La sedition est la solution, revolution. Multiplions les manifestations, passons a
I'm fuckin' And when I'm tired, the bitches are suckin' A double team with a friend of mine Luke's in front and I'm behind Just ridin' you like a pony
I must be laying a pipe you got a gripe with the way I get high Graffix bong sing along with a cry of a mandatory sentence for a crime with no victim
a pour deux, y'en a pour le Trois Tant que le public suit, on restera jusqu'a en perdre la voix Refrain Pas de Star Mania Cette manie-la, on la laisse a
le ciel Montre leur que t'es un homme, boy Et joue les home boys pour rien Dis-leur le Rat ok toi L.U.C.I.A.N.O. Guerrier du plus responsable Nique la
[Intro:] OK, OK, OK! OK, OK, OK! [screwed] OK, OK, OK! OK, OK, OK! [screwed] [Chorus:] When they talk about me, they say I be tripping (YEAH!) What they
ok, it's ok (it's ok nigga) You motherfuckers gon' respect me (yeah) Cuz i can take you off here today I rather have it that way (uh huh) It's ok, it
Waco Just keep the bass low speakers away from your face though Chorus : Eminem So crack a bottle, let your body waddle. Don’t act like a snobby model