Heroin.
LSD.
Cocaine.
Ecstasy.

One day I was walkin' the street with my brother,
with the spliff in his hand you know what I mean,
I asked the brother "what's going on in your head?",
"do you become a mother fucker bis had?" no no no no,
I don't wont you to become a mother fucker basthard no!

Nous avons tous besoins de protection,
bonnes actions, alimentation
et non les illusions.

L'utilisotion superstitieuse des amulettes et porte - bonheurs que,
certains se portent dessus, dissuade plut?t d'affronter les difficult?s,
et encourage ? avoir la chance comme la panac?. Le pouvoir est ?gal ?,
vouloir, c'est pouvoir, un oublie voulu
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Le Truc Bidon Lyrics

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