.J'voulais écrire une merde positive, mais mon stylo refuse
Pour ceux qui voient la rue comme une mère, mes mots fusent
Au kilo, c'est mon refuge le rap
J'traverse l'Enfer sans ventilo, sans clim'
Macadam philo', Beretta Franklin
Mon arme chante et j'marche seul comme dit l'autre
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