[00:00.000] 作曲 : Elisa Poublan/Clément Barba/Simon Caillat/Sacha Bertocchi/Pierre Coll/Vianney Elineau[00:29.830]I invoke the right to call out[00:31.610]Those vultures scoping the trout to haul out[00:33.520]And fight the small bout like "I know them!"[00:35.420]Catch a Hadoken from the biro pen[00:36.84][00:37.280]"Round 1"[00:38.160]Ding, everybody rides backseat[00:39.090]Fact-sheets at the ready skimping on the baksheesh.[00:40.950]Same routine: nobodys on your team then[00:42.760]Suddenly you're butter and they wanna catch cream[00:44.65][00:44.900]"Round 2"[00:45.530]Previously all in absentia[00:46.490]Crawl from the cracks for the sold-out Olympia[00:48.300]Please.. strictly crew to the death and the[00:50.100]Few that spread true love and affect-[00:52.01][00:52.550]I-o-n in the li-o-n's den[00:52.870]Stay up out the Zen you aint coming in[00:55.720]Mumbling something in my ear about[00:57.480]"Dude, we should roll together.." fair weather[00:59.44][01:00.290]It's breaking news: I adore your bad style.[01:02.300]WIth confidence you thrive.[01:06.230]When you make up your own big stories,[01:09.980]would you think to count me in it?[01:29.14][01:29.300]Extra, extra, see through the texture.[01:31.400]Peek when the vectors align like a star sign.[01:32.750]See what you find in the constellations,[01:34.850]aware that we're merely oscillating[01:36.36][01:37.270]Molecules in solitude contemplating[01:38.440]about our food, fuel, and our social status.[01:40.110]Lay the routers down; hooters out;[01:42.310]bring the loot around for the coup de grace.[01:43.61][01:43.980]With the sound a villainous killer,[01:45.230]now your biggin' up the drinks we shared.[01:46.490]From the mouth I'm the illest rhyme spitter.[01:47.860]Gold, glitter ain't shit - evidently frère.[01:51.190]So what you think we had was an illusion.[01:52.930]We aint never pinky sweared or went boozing.[01:54.780]Never skipped through the land hand in hand[01:57.230]or added boom to bap and kept grooving.[01:58.560]Breaking news!