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Nos Retrouvailles
03:33
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This is my theme song, the opening credits
And it's directed by the one and only dopest and freshest
And it's selected for a tony for its focussed expression
I keep it liver than a broadway show on the senses
And it's the doctor so you know that you can quote from these
Lectures
I be dropping more gemses than these lowly professers
Fuck grammer long as you know what i spoke in the sentence
Cause pretty soon it's just emoji's that we'll mostly be left wit
And my brother that's what i'm about that what i'm about
Check out the new ting lets go try it out (hey)
Why you must you complain why you crying now? (hey)
It's a new ting gotta try it out (hey)
It's like a new show, ye when the music starts
Who got the good roles, yo who gon do this part
Who the villain who the hero
What is the setting
Is it clear doe
Are you begging it from weirdos
The world is full of those
As a young buck who'da known
But still though, i don't really care
I do my thing hard yeah, they be doing theirs
What you do you want what do you need
What did you say what did you mean
What are your hopes what are your dream
It's the opening credits and i'm.stealing scene
This is my theme song, the opening credits
And it's directed by the one and only dopest and freshest
And i ain't messing when it come to spitting flows that's prophetic
It's the doctor baby y'all know that it so interesting
Where art meets sciences
Art beat science
I'm like aren't these signs
Part of these of these times?
Make my heart beat climb
When i weave rhymes
When these bars reach minds
It's a gold mine
And i love trigonometry but fuck a cosign
Standing on my 2
Gonna go the whole nine
Plus my favourite number is 7
Make you wonder and question
Is life just simple mathematics?
If so,
Even if not wish i never drop it
Yeah it's doctor but here comes the plot twist
Truth is i wish i'd been a maths man
Since 4 yo i've been a maths fan
Soon big data gon ruling
Algorithms and statistics all consuming
Physics and mechanics defining all our movement
Some worry it'll finally be our undoing
But still i wait with baited breath huuuuh
Yo my brother i can't wait for next uuuuuh
Meet the challenge try and take the test huuuuuh
On your toes keep you staying fresh
Man it's brittania
All this quick drama
Stay tuned next week for the big answer
Who lived who died
Who sick, who's fine
More twist and turns than a gym hanger
Or a gymnaster
Excuse the grim grammar
I already explained it's just this kids manner
New ways to express, keep my brain staying fresh
From the opening credits to the cliff hanger
Chorus
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Contre Ta Peau
02:04
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Are you too shy to dance
too smart to leave
Everybody knows, what's underneath
Do we still have a chance
and something to give
Will the road fade away beneath our feet
Are you too old to listen
too young to care
Everybody carries something to share
head up high
this ain't a waltz for gloomy days
we're dancing slowly under the rain
this ain't a dance to hide away
misery floods our hearts but not today
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Ecstasy
03:52
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The L.S.A. Theme
03:52
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Bagatelle
03:48
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8. |
Sur Le Sable
01:30
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Mojito et Cigare Cubain
04:00
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10. |
La Bêtise Du Cœur
01:40
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Yo yo. Mic check. One, Two.
Degiheugi. Chill Bump. Miscellaneous speaking.
This one is for the hustlers, music makers, creaters of dreams.
We’re making something out of nothing brothers. Here we go !
Here’s the motherfuckin truth – You nothing but a goof with a parrot flow.
Your crew’s finna meet my boots and my pair of soles.
You see, my goons keep it cool like a parasol
But smell some bad shit and spray the room like an aerosol,
Butcher your fam, put a foot on your banister,
carry metal bangers – playlists full of Metallica,
Shoot a pussy close up – no footage or camera,
Cans will leave your bladder leaking – Fuller McCallister.
Put ‘em up ! It’s a stick-up. We on a sick power trip.
Clips are sexy beats, they quick to teach a bitch how to strip.
Jacking your jackets and burning shit counterfits.
We’ll take your sneaks if we can get a kick out of it.
We can beef and get down to it. I’ll pound you and the palls you with,
Leave you clowns leaking brown fluid.
Stand the tallest, hand on your damn cojones.
I’ll have your fam running, urine running down your pantalones.
This is for the hustlers,
doing what it take.
With or without customers,
putting food up on the plate.
This is for the hustlers,
doing what it take.
With or without customers,
putting food up on the plate.
Stay in your lane, I’ma stay in mine,
Kid mind your Goddamn business. Don’t front or waste my time.
That’s right just stay in your line, I’ma stay in mine.
Kid mind your Goddamn business. Don’t front or waste my time.
Motherfuckaz, here we go ! This nasty kid will smash your silly ego.
I have to shit on people – laxatives and seagulls.
But don’t test me cause you think I’m feeble.
I’m so deadly with the pen, I’m evil - Joe Pesci in Casino.
I ghost-write for over twenty emcees incognito.
Your fans tat my lyrics in their skin with ink and needles.
Yep. I’m kicking back making my connects.
I’m the reason P Diddy be writing all types of necks.
You like to flex – You can try player.
I’m who dimes imagine when they use a vibrator.
cause my toolie the size of the hugest skyscraper
And my family jewels are made out of groupie fly-paper.
I do despise a hater and what he gone say.
A hater can’t imagine where I’m gonna be one day.
Beyond Kanye. Fuck it, I’ll be beyond Jay.
Fuck it, I’m the one who should be fucking Beyonce. Ya heard ?
This is for the hustlers,
doing what it take.
With or without customers,
putting food up on the plate.
This is for the hustlers,
doing what it take.
With or without customers,
putting food up on the plate.
(This is for the hustlers) This is for the hustlers,
(doing what it take) doing what it take.
(With or without customers) With or without customers,
(putting food up on the plate) putting food up on the plate.
(This is for the hustlers) This is for the hustlers,
(doing what it take) doing what it take.
(With or without customers) With or without customers,
(putting food up on the plate) putting food up on the plate.
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Ton Goût D'Inconnu
05:01
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Kingdom Feat. Devi Reed
03:54
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Take care of your kingdom
Each man is a king we have to safe our throne
Listen to the ringtone
Go into the playground and leave this ya town
If i miss the first one i will take another train
I must leave this ya Land, this ya land of shame
One by one i see dem a come fi wash our brain
If they touch my heart it will never be the same
I protect my temple and i chase the conqueror
I have no rooms in jumble, i sing for the sufferer
In dis ya crazy jungle di lions are warrior
In my kingdom of joy, i am the ambassador
CHORUS
When you re weak man sick man dem rule through the sarrow
It' s an easy game to catch the lost men who restart from zero
Strong man like tuff gong words come like an arrow
Me don t wanna let dem cut my wings when me fly like a sparrow
When mi reach the sky i man a watch dem
Feeling so high me don t Know how to catch dem
The more i try the more i feel down pain
I don t wanna fight in vain
I am counting the time
Cutting the line
Between my body my soul and holy mind
Everything is fine
Everything is sign
I control the vibes that i put inside
My kingdom is all my freedom
My freedom is all my kingdom
Then i realize that my shield has a natural protection
Yes i know in dis age too much murderers
But the fire can't blaze when there is a thunder
When you know yourself you avoid disaster
I am a temple defender
The cornerstone of my palace is my soul
If you lean on the wall without see clear at all you could be fall
I say the more we have place the more we feel small
To be humble and listen the call,
If i miss the first one i will take another train
I must leave this ya land this ya land of shame,
In dis ya crazy jungle di lions are warrior
In my kingdom of joy, i am the ambassador
CHORUS
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14. |
The Sound Of Nature
04:15
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16. |
Satellite Hearts
03:38
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DEGIHEUGI Leeward Islands, French Polynesia
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