Mon
pur
masta
sa
va
etre
dur
d′envoyer
des
mendas
kan
les
amendes
arrivent
j'esper
ktu
resortira
avant
d′etre
contrain
de
t'branler
sur
amanda
lear
masta
comande
un
livre
demande
à
lire
dur
d'samuser
en
boite
sachant
ktu
fete
noel
avc
deux
mandarines
là
ou
t′ais
re-fre
le
soleil
est
rayer
garde
tes
fotos
preferer
sous
l′oreiller
j'taurais
envoyer
des
millons
si
j′etais
devenu
un
comptable
mort
aux
flics
t'ais
enfermer
sakyo
l′union
indomptable
encore
un
flic
bourrer
avc
une
rose
tatouer
sur
l"épaule
ki
s'defoule
sur
les
pauvres
et
les
prostituées
kel
juges
penssent
te
tué
en
t′enPrisonant
les
bandits
de
ton
espece
on
ne
les
tuent
kan
les
enpoisonant
bandineli
a
ta
sortie
passe
a
la
casba
pour
mes
masta
yaura
tjs
des
pasta
du
poulet
brézer
et
des
plantain
la
police
nou
somment
naient
pr
les
baiser
c
des
pantins
faut
ke
j'en
plante
un
j'prend
l′train
en
esperant
t′voir
au
nord
t'as
les
mains
ds
la
merde
alors
kl
était
destinée
a
l′or
(alors)
qu'est-ce
ke
tu
fout
en
menda
depot
dehord
ya
trop
d′blondes
a
ter-plan
jte
garderer
un
bon
tas
d'ter-co
j′aurais
bien
préméditer
ton
évasion
mais
d'apres
la
vision
des
druides
j'devrais
eviter
la
television
ya
un
tas
d′soeur
ki
veulent
ton
numéro
carlouch
ta
sortie
nou
met
l′eau
a
la
bouche
My
pure
master,
it's
gonna
be
tough
sending
money
orders
when
the
fines
arrive.
I
hope
you
get
out
before
you're
forced
to
jerk
off
to
Amanda
Lear.
Master,
order
a
book,
ask
to
read,
it's
hard
to
have
fun
in
the
club
knowing
you're
celebrating
Christmas
with
two
tangerines
where
you
are.
Re-do,
the
sun
is
scratched
out,
keep
your
favorite
photos
under
your
pillow.
I
would
have
sent
you
millions
if
I
had
become
an
accountant.
Death
to
the
cops,
you're
locked
up,
Sakyo,
the
indomitable
union.
Another
drunk
cop
with
a
rose
tattooed
on
his
shoulder,
taking
it
out
on
the
poor
and
the
prostitutes.
May
the
judges
think
they
kill
you
by
imprisoning
you.
Bandits
of
your
kind,
they
only
kill
them
by
poisoning
them.
Bandineli,
when
you
get
out,
come
to
the
casbah
for
my
masters,
there
will
always
be
pasta,
braised
chicken
and
plantains.
The
police
are
ordering
us,
we're
not
here
to
fuck
them,
they're
puppets,
I
need
to
plant
one.
I'm
taking
the
train
hoping
to
see
you
in
the
north,
your
hands
are
in
the
shit
when
they
were
destined
for
gold
(so)
what
are
you
doing
in
the
money
order
depot,
outside
there
are
too
many
blondes
to
earth-plan,
I'll
keep
you
a
good
pile
of
ter-co,
I
would
have
premeditated
your
escape
but
according
to
the
vision
of
the
druids
I
should
avoid
television,
there
are
a
lot
of
sisters
who
want
your
number
Carlouch,
your
release
makes
our
mouths
water.
Sakio
jsui
impardonnable
j'aurais
du
t′ecrire
au
par
avant
ils
ont
tt
enfermer
a
part
ton
ame
t'entendras
ce
morceau
ke
si
mon
peura
vend
j′inviterer
ton
procureur
a
sassoire
sur
un
paravent
chaque
soir
j'parle
de
toi
a
mon
cocon
familiale
jsui
vrément
con
de
croire
qu′existe
la
femme
ideal
aulieu
de
faire
la
vaiselle
et
de
regarder
sun
& beatch
masta
elle
va
a
paris
seul
cette
bitch
mon
fils
grandit
m'espione
par
l'troue
d′la
cerrure
pendant
ktu
purge
ta
peinne
ds
une
miniscule
cellule
mille
excuse
sakio
si
g
pa
de
zeille-o
pr
les
mendas
cash
j′en
est
pas
pr
m'acheter
des
sappes
yoh
ta
tenter
le
braquage
pr
des
barre
en
cash
j′aurais
jamais
imaginer
te
revoir
en
gage
en
attendant
de
préparer
ton
pactage
épargne
leurs
le
raquettage
a
chaques
étages
bèlèk
ki
mettent
pas
de
morphine
ds
tes
steaks
achées
g
apris
ke
le
juge
ki
ta
fait
tomber
c
t
cacher
faitent
pas
chien
a
ski
tire
un
trait
sur
son
passer
tu
ressor
du
rèbs
encore
plus
vicieux
ktié
rentrer
casse-dédi
a
mon
crew
j'prefere
envoyer
des
das-man
au
troue
qu′avoir
des
diamants
au
cou
st
toin
lomone
kl
vie
etrange
trop
de
décés
trop
d'Prisoniers
j′tenverer
l'coran
ds
un
fillet
d'orange
Sakio,
I'm
unforgivable,
I
should
have
written
to
you
beforehand,
they
locked
up
everything
except
your
soul,
you'll
hear
this
song
only
if
my
fear
sells,
I'll
invite
your
prosecutor
to
sit
on
a
screen,
every
night
I
talk
about
you
to
my
family
cocoon,
I'm
really
stupid
to
believe
that
the
ideal
woman
exists,
instead
of
doing
the
dishes
and
watching
Sun
& Beach,
master,
she
goes
to
Paris
alone
this
bitch,
my
son
is
growing
up,
spying
on
me
through
the
keyhole
while
you
serve
your
sentence
in
a
tiny
cell,
a
thousand
apologies
Sakio
if
I
don't
have
zeille-o
for
the
money
orders
cash,
I
don't
have
any
to
buy
myself
clothes
yoh
you
tried
the
robbery
for
cash
bars,
I
would
never
have
imagined
seeing
you
again
as
a
pledge,
while
waiting
to
prepare
your
sharing,
spare
them
the
racket
on
each
floor,
bèlèk
who
don't
put
morphine
in
your
steaks,
I
learned
that
the
judge
who
brought
you
down
is
a
coward,
don't
act
like
a
dog
who
draws
a
line
on
his
past,
you
come
out
of
the
curb
even
more
vicious
than
when
you
went
in,
big
up
to
my
crew,
I'd
rather
send
das-man
to
the
hole
than
have
diamonds
around
my
neck,
it's
crazy
how
strange
life
is,
too
many
deaths,
too
many
prisoners,
I'll
send
you
the
Koran
in
an
orange
net.