There is a time for everything A time for you A time for him A time for her A time for rain A time for the sun This morning the weather is bad I feel like I'm going to do A timeless sound The one who will pierce your eardrum deep in your ears It's not a plan To make sorrel When I pick up the pen It's a bit like a bear Who puts their paw In a pot of honey When I go to the studio It's a bit like A teenager who puts his hand In a pot of gel We all saw We did everything Sorry we drank it all We smoked everything We vomited We coughed I don't write about soft melodies My illness is being tough With the people I love And to be understanding With the others that I bother Understand, I don't have time anymore And not the heart to be harmful I leave that to the rappers Hard core and yet harmless I have the ostensible words I would never live hidden Otherwise you might as well be there as a target I have the utensils For cooking or repairing I can't say anything I have to stay tangible Among the passers-by I waited my turn My madness has done That I have become impatient For those who want War at all costs Thought first to all who pray To make peace I won no prize I just experienced the setback From the medal I have contempt for them You surprise me if you hear The sound of resonating metal This is who I am In the cabin To bring freshness If you shiver your place Is at the bottom In the fisherman's hut With Francis Cabrel I arrive at the bottom of 6 Notify your label I dream of the great escape Basically I want to look good In my head there are reactions On chain I am not the master Of creation But I have my shovel To dig deep I suffered enough If you're looking for real rap He's six feet under Basically if you love this planet It's not Skyrock that your rap will take shape Of course I'm hanging on the wall I lost 4 nails They want me to come home In the circle but I have 4 angles You want to hold the weight From my measurements Consider preparing 4 straps Make things square It doesn't bring in a cent In my sounds I'm just repairing Those who broke I arrive without pressure Be prepared It's in the eye of Sauron That I fall asleep Now you will know I'm alive when I wake up I am waiting for the king to return To take the tricks of Mordor I wrote this in a few minutes If I had spent hours there It would be years That you would know my little p..e I will turn them off without difficulty They will try to reach me But I am at Light years I hope I have enlightened you On my shadows You want answers But first ask yourself The right questions If you think you're ready Come on board and let's go If this is not the case sorry for the mistake Ps: sorry again For jet lag@metafort
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