And I'm gonna stay in the clouds where nobody climbs
They say that everything's wrong, well
I'm more than fine here
And I don't even plan to look at you, blind
Suppress the sh*t that you keep stuck in your chest
Swallow it and shut up until you're wrecked
Let him do whatever he wants, but get him out
Let him do whatever he wants, but get him out
Or don't you see that I'm the king
Listen to me, because I'm the law
Give me my blisters, my Parisiennes
Kangaroo kick, heavy hit
We're not gonna stop with this, bro, I swear to you
I brought cyanide to slip into their drink
Five minutes here and we're already causing havoc
A magician wants to make us disappear
But this weird plague never stops growing
We're some of the few crazies who go around chasing pleasure
And even if they want to see us broken, we won't give in
He keeps coughing, working twelve hours
He earns two coins a month to support four people
And don't talk about meritocracy, it cracks me up, don't f*ck with me
Because without opportunities that sh*t doesn't work
And no, we don't need people to work more
We need to be able to live in peace with less
Step on the gas, don't get lost, remember where you are
Always check which side of the fuse you're on
The drug on the fingertips
Let it go from mouth to mouth
You feel how it slams into you
That stuff cranked the pitch up
I jump like a flea, the purge began
I drop everything fresh like PXXR GVNG
Once again thirsty amid fevers and migraines
I dream again of an old man in the middle of a mountain
He looked at me and said: Nobody escapes life
And that youth thing is only an attitude of the soul
What a strange virtue, now my guts are burning
My best conversation I had yesterday with a spider
I don't know what time it is, nor do I care
And we're out of our heads, simple as that
Cheap bad beer in a can
The one that calms the body and de-stresses you
The hood is partying, your ass tightens
I get that it bugs you, empathy is hard for you
And if now we scream and sing in protest mode
It's because we asked nicely and nobody gave us an answer
They think they're owners
Get out of the way, I'm serious
Out with the cops who bust into the hood
They shoot the kids and kill their dreams
From the underground, from the hole
We're stirring it up again
Throwing those vultures out, bro
They say that everything's wrong, well
I'm more than fine here
And I don't even plan to look at you, blind
Suppress the sh*t that you keep stuck in your chest
Swallow it and shut up until you're wrecked
Let him do whatever he wants, but get him out
Let him do whatever he wants, but get him out
Or don't you see that I'm the king
Listen to me, because I'm the law
Give me my blisters, my Parisiennes