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You sent a message
In code
On the eve of peerless night
Your light went cold
A message
In code
You sent a message
Only I would know

Like the moon

J'lui donne même pas l'heure
Mon coeur s'emballe
Me parle pas d 'malheur
Il s'en empare
Quand tu en parle
De plus le code
N'est qu'un accessoire de plus

n this serene complexity, I find
A symphony in binary entwined
The world outside is fading out of view
I'm lost inside the logic coming through
Each

Cathy envoie la playlist
C'est le Mannheim casse
Ya les noms de code et les mots de passe
C'est le Mannheim casse
Mannheim casse
Ya les noms de code

Pardon my B. S. I’m reppin' it til the death of it
Only the family it’s definite
I’ve been up and down the interstates getting hella bent
City

on a living spree
Obstacles feel like the Sweet Chin into the
Pedigree
Ice water drip s. pellegri
Way past Mars smoking on the Lemon Cheese
Could really give

cool-al, pour esquiver leurs sous-codes
J'étais dans le sous-sol, pas encore mort, mais, mais c'était tout comme

J'ai plus l'time pour réfléchir à comment

Tunning with my angel mode 
Im flying over em souls, I
write hidden codes
lick the toad n you'll see ""tomorrow""

Tunnin with my angel mode 
Im flying over

Tunning with my angel mode 
Im flying over em souls, I
write hidden codes
lick the toad n you'll see "tomorrow"

Tunnin with my angel mode 
Im flying over

Nigga got dat shit
bank account look like a zip code
Was leavin sonic
Catchin plays
Was makin tips n sellin hay
64/7
gettin paid
A package handlea
I drop

cocote 

I ja léy 

Ta même pas eu ton code

I ja léy 

A pèn i soufflé bouji 

Moun’an ja konpran’n i tou pèrmi





Pa ba moun’an gaz pa palé moun’an daj

I still couldn't run em' off
I gotta damn good ticker for an old picker
That lives on Jack-n-Coke
This single wide trailer that I was raised up in

no smoke ima pass all this shit to my muthafuckin kin
Young n**** stuck to the code had to Gon head out all this shit on my n*****
I’m in the car with

the U N O they can never skip on
They complimenting my fit, I put that shit on
On my dick tryna benefit, I tell em get gone
Too many principles, codes

Le virtuose
(Paroles c. Chelly/S. Guetari - Musique S. Guetari)


Comme un virtuose sur son piano, 
Il parcourt fébrilement ma peau 
Et son doigté

Boss up never slaves
Its time for a new wave
You know the code
Got to honor the code
Bros before h***
Family ties like a knot in your throat
Family ties

de ce qui nous opprime
On n’est pas faits pour l’esclavage
Ni pour être rangés dans une case
Comme un code-barre dans un étalage
Une statistique

Her attention span is like a fish
She does her hair like Marilyn
She knows how to code and sing
That makes my heart go all ting

I can sing you

I’m country/ U. S. A. …land of the free and the home of the brave
Country/ black hats n shades…old schools, trucks and…chevrolets
Country/ that ain’t

dreamer on folk steamin
Began dreaming was fo teenin
I was listening to S. beezy,
Make this shit look easy
I done seen some gains
And hit the red
Sip

Dile que soy quien te cuido
Cuando nos vio
Se puso puso pálido

Pila de puta, libra de mari
Tengo mi ruta, viene de Cali
Perco, la code, rola y

Swear some n***a's go ghost
They don't live by the code
That's a shout out to my young n***a's cause my young n***a's do the most

I was down by myself 
I

I don't know how much y'all love your n**** man
I love mine for life man
Shit on dead dogs my n****
On everything my n****
That's my, that's my n

le code postale de ma ville
J'ai ma mort qui brille
Sur le code postale d'ma ville
Elle est belle la belle époque
Je n'étais qu'un môme
Je rêvais de