Joint Venture

by ST x LIAM

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ST x LIAM sont fiers de présenter Joint Venture, une anthologie vinyle limitée à 300 copies qui regroupe des pièces remasterisées tirées des différents projets sortis par le duo entre 2012 et 2017. Joint Venture est né d’une collaboration étroite avec un des amis du groupe, l’illustrateur Pier-Luc St-Germain (St-Germain Fabrique), qui les a approchés et convaincus de la pertinence de produire ce projet afin de donner une seconde vie sur vinyle à ces pièces et ainsi leur assurer une certaine pérennité.

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released April 20, 2019

Mixé par ST x LIAM
Masterisé par Suite Sound Labs

Conception graphique et illustrations par Pier-Luc St-Germain.

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ST (rapper) x LIAM (producer, rapper). Founders of TTT (Trust the Team).

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Track Name: I Was Gonna Go to Sleep (But Then I Wrote a Verse)
I seen leaders get elected, monuments get erected
The lonely percent celebrate while the rest are disrespected
Caviar cakes and champagne showers are blessed with
Daily occasions to consume them if the power selected

YOU, large universe with a small pond
We all fishes, feeling radioactive from the tall bombs
Tiny men drop, but we're not armed
We chose to invest the power of society in dot coms

Shit, blinded visions of higher wisdom that sits upon us
Blocked by the lying fiction a wild addiction to products
They flying missiles testing mixes and the line's official
Feels like if they working for themselves it means that they against you

Now think about it,
They educated you, so of course your judgment is clouded
You always stay in line yet never feel like a coward
In the night time, they take those who wanna be empowered


HOOK:

I was gonna go to sleep, but then I wrote a verse
Thinking about the hunter and the prey, and which role is worse
Die at the top with bloody hands or alone, solo
Thinking about what you would do if the roles reversed

Believe sacrifice's an option for the bigger church
People on the war boards all looking miniature
Die at the top with bloody hands or alone, solo
Cause not everybody is sleeping when you getting yours


Society is living immature
Concerned with false idols that rival the old that they bred in church
Texting to vote, presidents are superstars *BARACK!*
Puppets playing reality tv in front of peasant herds

The entire world at the mercy of the eagle's beak
Up at night cause important decisions are taken when people sleep
Turned to zombies, their dreams are filled with schemes, but
We're never gonna see a king lose his head to a guillotine

Again, evolution counter balances freedom of speech
Worst that can happen in terms of action a president's impeached
How is the mass supposed to cast an image of belief
In itself, when its a victim of its own leaders' deceit

Defeat, is not an option until that point is reached
I'm trying to make a change but some walls I cannot breach
Some knowl I cannot teach, for your own eyes have to see
What goes on behind the scenes while most people are asleep


HOOK:

I was gonna go to sleep, but then I wrote a verse
Thinking about the hunter and the prey, and which role is worse
Die at the top with bloody hands or alone, solo
Thinking about what you would do if the roles reversed

Believe sacrifice's an option for the bigger church
People on the war boards all looking miniature
Die at the top with bloody hands or alone, solo
Cause not everybody is sleeping when you getting yours
Track Name: No Shit Like This
HOOK (X2):

You ain't ever heard no shit like this
You ain't ever heard no shit like this
Wha-what, wha-what

You ain't ever heard no shit like this
You ain't ever heard no shit like this
WHAT, WHAT

Rare sounds to ears, animals making rounds in the clear
Trying to reach the headlights, but don't wanna amount like deers
Open the doors, but no Morrison appears
This is classic when the rap hits high you know the future is near

Episodes are tear-jerkers, some promote queer murkings
All opinions are absolved when we stay here burning
Yearning for certain when it comes purp shit
What I say makes us sway in the direction we steer learning

Lessons messing with the section dressing in front of the corner
The owners adress the messed up brethren before it's over
Say what I say in jest until I'm sober
But I never am, so really, whatever man

You ain't never heard no shit like this
ST get mics ripped, service sliced quicker than Federer
Quick jabs knock the six pack off the predator
Senator speaking Jacques Demers rap for the algebra

You can't read it, this rap shit you can't be it
Can't preach it, you don't know it, can't teach it
Just leach it, cause for you it's just a phase
When the craze is over there you go just leave it

Fat Phillie Blunt, Chocolate DG recognize
Tradition never dies, it's an art you set your eyes
On, my blunt got the perfect length and the better size
I rap and roll as well, so you know I'm getting *right*

Right? Like my preferred arm
Got love for the left, but this set of of palms strike quicker than vets from nam
When their breath is gone from napalm in the desert storm
Combination of elements, take from different wars to complete the penmanship, now forget it bitch…


HOOK (X2):

You ain't ever heard no shit like this
You ain't ever heard no shit like this
Wha-what, wha-what

You ain't ever heard no shit like this
You ain't ever heard no shit like this
WHAT, WHAT
Track Name: Realness
If I had a million bucks for every time I gave a fuck
I'd barely be a millionaire, I never seen a ceiling here
I'm just barely feeling air, I can't establish limits here
I'm just trying to fly, welcome to the sinner's lair
Interfere, feel the fist as the first of my winning pair
I ain't got no third eye bitch my vision been impaired
No illuminati carbon copies of the missionaire
French make it rhyme, stupid fuck pick up a dictionnaire
Reference rappers reeling in for the fishes
They going for the line, I'm going for the picture
Bigger than the frame they were ever in
They could never win, they just here to clean my dishes, bitches
Born alone, die alone, no crew to keep my crown of thorns
I'd sleep like a newborn if this was my final song

Ugh, the realness

Ok, I was sent here to better the human race
Better later than never, we moving at a stupid pace
Love is hate, we started bashing on Cupid's face
Now everything laced, cloud nine is a huge disgrace
Smoke weed to clear my mind, soothing grace
That petrol, impossible to say its use is safe
Soma fiends poppin pills like they doing base
Famished, food so bad it feels more like fuel intake
If this the cruelest fate, then I'm in a shooting phase
I'm going out on my own terms like feuding states
Damn, I'm high off that realness
Got weed as well, but I get by with this real shit
I don't need any big words for you to feel this
Never footed in a circle, I'm giving y'all a REAL twist
It's keep you on your heels tip, limitless, fearless
I'm speaking my piece, shit, it'll make your ears twitch
That fukushima, don't wanna come near this
My wrath is godly, and you been told to fear it
Peel clips, bananas for monkeys in the zoo
What I shoot is a problem you gon have to deal with…
REALNESS
Track Name: Always Keep it Real (ft. .nox & Chibi)
ST:

I grew up in a middle class household
Food in my belly, with spare to keep the mouse full
Ugh, but my mom would keep the house cold
Save on heating so she could provide the South Pole
Never the flyest, I was on that low-cost airline
Seat in the back, next to the fryer
Situation's dire, when you got plenty to eat
But quantity ain't quality so I'd be called a liar
If I said it was all fun games, waiting for the wire
My father providing the way he can sitting in the fire
Dancing with the devil, cursing the messiah
Cause my mom pulled us apart without the use of pliers -
Plus I need a new supplier
My weed guy used to be the shit, now he's selling China - damn
How can we live this way?
I always keep it real - how can we live this way

HOOK:

How can we live this way?
I always keep it real - tell me how we live this way

Last year - I wasn't relevant
Next year - I probably won't be
Last year - I wasn't relevant
This year - that's what I'm gon' be

I feel a force, energy flows but no God
No fraud, long white beard with clothes on
More like protons, cells create patterns
As they repeat the knowledge gets so strong
I wanna prolong, my time on Earth but not at the cost of my dignity
It's not even about how they depicting me
That ain't shit to me, it's just that I control my life
And living it my way is the ultimate victory
Get that? If it's up to me I'll hit that
Blunt when I'm going in space in a dispatch
Get me in a suit - oxygen for a thin lapse
And just watch the stars as I get back
To energy, transferred to another cause
Another setting, another shape, some other laws
I wanna live that way
I always keep it real, and I wanna live that way

HOOK:

I wanna live that way
I always keep it real, and I wanna live that way
I wanna live that way
I always keep it real, and I wanna live that way

Last year - I wasn't relevant
Next year - I probably won't be
Last year - I wasn't relevant
This year - that's what I'm gon' be

.nox:

My radius is constant, circumference is monstrous
The meaning of my life reach Pi so it's perfect
Surrounded by the right peeps, nox deep
Woulda drank myself out, like "Fuck it if I breathe"
Deteriorate, steady rate, poundage of a heavyweight
"Wake the fuck up nigga, you need to elevate !"
Yeah -- so I pick where I left off
Ticked that my Bic couldn't fit what my chest poured
Breath holding cigarette, stress 'bout this damn court
Cuffs on my wrists made it real, I stepped forward
Yeah, and that's life for ya
Engineering kid, but one dumb nigga
Gotta walk 'fore you run, don't walk past your own
Nobody's clean as a nun, forgive and live strong
Yeah, I wanna live that way
Always keep it real and I live that way nigga

HOOK:

I wanna live that way
I always keep it real, and I wanna live that way
I wanna live that way
I always keep it real, and I wanna live that way

Last year - I wasn't relevant
Next year - I probably won't be
Last year - I wasn't relevant
This year - that's what I'm gon' be

Chibi:

Clownin up like jesters
Then askin fo sum justice
Like who u tryna fool yo when we laughin at ur gesture
No need na call no holy if ur problem be ur vessel
With no mo choice na lean, fists ready fo sum wrestle
Position, eyes straight lookin like a victor
Submitted to em laws of strenght, and pressured by em clevers
But projettin of a warrior yet his bravery got evicted
So standin at a lost clad, we hope dat he wuz gifted
Bu whats da point if granted, to live mah life ahead of pain, as i be walkin miles with cocomilk n sandals
U know u had it simple when u speak o charm n bangle
But when da street collidin, u be hididin, 'hind a vessel
Straight up like a shooter, ask em ppl where da missile
And straight,At ur disposal, freshly cropped fo u nxt victim
Goin out fo broke, Nixon mask under me brethren
Its Chibi, ST, Liam, Inside the Circle
Track Name: W.Y.H?
Oh, does it smell like trees?
Hold up, lemme drip Visine
And break a lil sum’ on the corner
Might get another hit later if you wonder
Hey, you didn’t figure by now?
Best believe I’m in the space right now
Sip J, smoke Jane, not guilty; OJ
Ok, so faded, fuck fame, why you hatin’?
Why? Why? Why you hatin’? Uh, uh
Why you hatin’? Why? Why? Uh, uh
Why you hatin’? Why? Why? • Why you hatin’? Uh, uh
Why you hatin’? Why you hatin’?

I’m in the air, don’t care debonaire
With my feet on this Earth and my head in a Lear
Yeah, isn’t this what it’s supposed to be?
Fair, they never near the stairs that we over, see
I can’t be a slave for a chain and a whip
They all about the latest but my mind is on the greatest hits
A bunch of jaded kids
We grew up outside the box they made to fit
Late, but the cadence sick
Ugh, you never see me talk about the haters
Cause the haters never talk about me
So I say what I say and say it proudly
If all you talkin’ ‘bout is haters then you not around me
Ask about my circle and all you get is positive
I can’t be family with people caught up in the politics
Truth is everybody wanna be a part of this
ST x LIAM, too real to ever call it quits
I got high on different continents
Got drunk in cities ran by communists
Fucked girls at an altitude
Your inflated head couldn’t dream of floating in, so soak it in
If I reach a peak, I don’t see it as my summit
Just another step on my way to the sky
Educated yet I see the streets, they hating cause
I’d rather buy a plane ticket than a jesus piece, why?
Why the fuck you mad for?
Cause I’m good with going wood and you can’t reach for the cash drawer?
Cause I’m getting shine doing mine, some you ready to shake your ass for?
Lemme laugh my ass off
Haters are ig’nant, I’m here to give a crash course
Wannaknow who’s the flyest? Just compare passports
The hater task force mad soft, take this L and pass off
We rolling on good, the rest: fast forward

Oh, does it smell like trees?
Hold up, lemme drip Visine
And break a lil sum’ on the corner
Might get another hit later if you wonder
Hey, you didn’t figure by now?
Best believe I’m in the space right now
Sip J, smoke Jane, not guilty; OJ
Ok, so faded, fuck fame, why you hatin’?
Why? Why? Why you hatin’? Uh, uh
Why you hatin’? Why? Why? Uh, uh
Why you hatin’? Why? Why? Why you hatin’? Uh, uh
Why you hatin’? • Why you hatin’?
Track Name: Real Cats (ft. Lou Phelps)
[HOOK - LIAM]

Can I be the cat living in your bedroom?
I ain't leaving that soon, know what I be doing (x2)

[LIAM]

Damn, you make me purr with your plan
I got the feeling that you really really understand
What a real cat needs is you using both hands
Kick it back as I lay on your lap it's out of hand
From A to B in the M-T-L
My peeps get creative blazing up these L's
Lately I'm about trees but I don't climb them
My man ST showed me "nah, just burn 'em"
Thirsty cats seeking P-U-S-S-Y
For the Cap M, effortless man, he be so fly, why?
The good manners, the act-proper, the sweet-talker
And of course the lady-lover
No leash on me, no collar on my neck
You gon' see, if you holla don't disrespect
My girl Croqui knows the deal
She's laying in the bed just like a seal, Real Cat come on

[HOOK - LIAM]

Can I be the cat living in your bedroom?
I ain't leaving that soon, know what I be doing (x2)

[ST]

Damn, you got me hurt with your hand
You won't open the door, but you just don't understand
Give me some food man, at least a couple grams
You damn human, you always fuck up my plan
Catch me in the streets hunting, hood cat stunnin'
Real rat on the floor; why you be mad cousin?
I'm just doing my thing
Stay jumping at your feet if you pass in my lane, shit
Catnip addict, attitude is weeded
Elevated, seated, the cat is rude but needless to say
He's walking around like Jesus
Known to school a cat if needed, believe this
The rap-starter, smack-talker
The get-you-on-your-ass-smarter type of cat, harass you for your last quarter
My boy Max knows the deal
Chillin' in the streets felines get killed, Real Cat come on

[HOOK - LIAM]

Can I be the cat living in your bedroom?
I ain't leaving that soon, know what I be doing (x2)

[LOUIE P]

Ladies and gentlemen, cool cats and hot dogs
I introduce lazy P, walkin' round with fly paws
Roamin down the streets, down the hood anyday
Niggas want beef, tryna take my spot cause they stray
But its all good, it don't even really matter
Hold it down for my hood I ain't never gon be a loner
My mouth full of hair, dreadlocks on my boy
Not doin shit of my day except playin with my toys
Lifestyle of the rich and fancy, give me attention
Take pictures of me like u a paparazzi
When I walk through all the kitties they bow down
Chinese pussy, talkin bout she want meow
Trust the team, and I trust the cats
Cause at the end of the day
I know my niggas got my back
Whos the realest cat in the hood is it me or is it me?
Memories of a nigga who is supremely lazy
Lazy cat what?
Track Name: Too Much For Me
Used to hang out with my loneliness
These days it's fleeing my company
Staying alone feel like holy shit
Man that just means it's more blunts for me
Wish I did find some that holiness
Cause I on' give fuck bout luxury
Inside of my head is a holy mess
Got all these thoughts it's too much for me


Got all these flaws it's too much from me
Got all these faults it's too much for me
Got all these wrongs it's too much for me
Got all this shit man I got all this shit

Got all these fears it's too much for me
Got all these tears it's too much for me
Got all these cheers it's too much for me
Got all this shit man I got all this shit


Fuses rang out when my head went pop
Bumped some 2pac when I found Hip-Hop
I could change your life you could call me God
I stay by myself but I got a Sqwwd
They thought I was good that I had it all
Not knowing my head space was kinda dark
Jumping these hurdles; olympic park
Fell to my face, no I'm not a star


Got all these flaws it's too much from me
Got all these faults it's too much for me
Got all these wrongs it's too much for me
Got all this shit man I got all this shit

Got all these fears it's too much for me
Got all these tears it's too much for me
Got all these cheers it's too much for me
Got all this shit man I got all this shit


I on' like this rapper shit
They actin out so arrogant
Actin out a character
Selling out for lavish shit
They smoking on some master piff
But that shit smell like lavender
They worry bout which matching 'fits
They should rock out on calendars
While I'm here having anxious fits
Counting days on calendars
Counting blessings so I'm stressing cause I don't have a lot of 'em
Weekly I'm weak in face of heat, I see peeps like I'm five foot deep in the hole
And they're screaming "look high up here"
I'm high on fear, my head to the window like Malcolm with a gun, without one
It sounds dumb, and I don't like the outcome
I stop in my tracks when I let my doubts run
We take people for granted till we live on this planet without them
My piece misunderstood a few weeks after I said it
So I don't believe in shit cause we're too quick to lose the message
Imagine Jesus stressing, giving peasants lectures
Deep in his reflections, saying that we gotta love, shit
Speak with substance, stop the nonsense
Where's, where's the fuck's the loving?
Dames, just fuck ya husbands
Ladies get the love in
Used to think I couldn't love shit
But if you ain't got no love man
Shit then you got nothing
Then you got nothing
If it ain't bout the love
Then you got nothing
Nothing but the love man


Got all these flaws it's too much from me
Got all these faults it's too much for me
Got all these wrongs it's too much for me
Got all this shit man I got all this shit

Got all these fears it's too much for me
Got all these tears it's too much for me
Got all these cheers it's too much for me
Got all this shit man I got all this shit
Track Name: Slip Away
[Hook]

I tried to get cake but couldn't get that quick, so I tried to get a raise
I'm never gonna get that great that quick, so I gotta get away
Living my life on the road, I don't know where I should stay
I been waiting all this time, only to watch it slip away

Slip away, slip away
Watching time slip away (4x)

[Verse 1]

I’m an expert in wasting time, hate it when you’re wasting mine
It’s fine when I do it to myself cause I know I’m way behind
Living jaded lives, the lies, a jail that stay in mind
The jealousy a genocide, we failing as the days are flying
My pockets dry as the desert’s tide
We used to see, now we sailing blind
Can’t even look to the sky all I see is light
Where the cities rise, all we find is that hell is nice
My pocket full of time, how I’m spending mine
I’m dancing with demons, a waltz with a genius
Got ‘em considering Jesus, my fingers crossed when preaching
And defeat ain’t an option cause the cost is all these hours needed
To proceed with leaving a trace up on this region
You buy minutes for your phone, then you spend the time
We try to clone, live a second time,
Get along, wish for better times
Yet all along, we just losing time
That’s the cost of life, s’what we later find
Often when it’s too late and we looking into Satan’s eye
I be staying high, think I’m on some fly shit
On autopilot with no target, or a license
Till my mind shift, and I get that I’m the one driving, damn

[Hook]

I tried to get cake but couldn't get that quick, so I tried to get a raise
I'm never gonna get that great that quick, so I gotta get away
Living my life on the road, I don't know where I should stay
I been waiting all this time, only to watch it slip away

Slip away, slip away
Watching time slip away (4x)

[Verse 2]

I’m counting minutes, hours in my bowels
Got a shot, only one bullet left up in the barrel
Never get a second when the bells ring like a carrol
Nothing left but death, unless you lived life like a pharaoh
Everyday I wake I know I’m closer to the end
Life’s a labyrinth and we all figure out the trends
Some be getting lost, or die jumping up the fence
But we figure out the cost only when it’s time to land
And it’s high, so we lie, think we understood the plan
Feel we starting five, but soon end warming up the bench, what a life
I’m alive, but I’m getting out of hand
Like a fly ball flying off, going out the stands, grand slam
And I’m running up the bases, going home
Thinking everybody waiting for me at the plate
But I’m fucking up my greatness just by moving on
We all potential till it’s gone just like our heads
Cause we all crazy, all lazy, they made us all pray for them clicks
So I spend my life wavy, with a fine lady, cause only time counts when it ends, shit

[Hook]

I tried to get cake but couldn't get that quick, so I tried to get a raise
I'm never gonna get that great that quick, so I gotta get away
Living my life on the road, I don't know where I should stay
I been waiting all this time, only to watch it slip away

Slip away, slip away
Watching time slip away (4x)
Track Name: Soar
Me and my darkness
Thought I was heartless, monotonous, mindstate j'men calisse
Might lay my body
On this road
Hoping a truck hits me up then I'm thoughtless, off this
There's no one in the office
My homies like where he at
I'm right here like I'm often
I'm nauseous, noxious
Nox said I waste a lot and he's right
I never eat my carrots when they ripe
When the light, hits my forehead
I know less than most dead
Mes collegues - don't know them, I folded
Had a lil hype, then it died, like my hopes did
Had a lil light, then it died, like my folks will
Lack of focus, drinking old swill and goat's milk
Member when I had goals and no skills
Now I'm dope with no will
Damn, now I'm dope with no will
Grown up looking for his home still
We all got a few bodies in the trunk and some roadkill
Shit, I know I got the whole thing
They tell me to be positive, humph
Like they know how it feels inside my own skin
Really they don't know shit but their own shit
So do I, but at least I know it
Damn, they don't know shit but their own shit
So do I, but at least I know it
Moms gave up her dreams when I was born then
Pops went crazy for his off the potion
Became a weight for the whole fam
- small pause - Grown man caught livin fairytales at the moment
I was born out of romance, now represent what is broken
So I'm smoking, stay gone off the potent
Mind blinded, spirit floating, soar


Oh I wanna soar
Soar
I wanna soar
Soar
Oh I wanna soar
Soar

I wanna soar
Now I'm going nowhere
Now I'm going nowhere
So I wanna soar (x2)
Track Name: Purple
[ST]

j'habite dans une ville qui pourrait être un pays
j'parle pas de la province pas le même prix à payer
ici on s'entraide, blanc, noir ou ben rayé
mon français st'un créole, mon anglais le même shit
mes patnais leurs patnais sont venus dans des slaveship
mes ancêtres à moi se sont battus pour leurs principes
les patnais de mes patnais on fight pour le same shit
maintenant on scheme pour partir dans le même spaceship
vas-y vole un peu
assez de volonté pour voir la voie lactée
shouts au youngns nous aussi on est actifs
on parle la même langue les baby boomers badtrip
nouvelle société le métissage est serré
on aime qui on veut tu peux pas légiférer
sur la vie des autres, t'as dja la tienne à gérer
les avis des autres, man les avis des autres
man les avis des autres on s'en criss
vous trainez d'la patte faut avancer plus vite
le train est en marche, l'avion au bout dla piste
j'parlerai comme j'veux rien à foutre de vos listes
j'pisse sur l'industrie pis le gala de l'adisq
les vieux fossiles qui veulent juste toucher des tits
89ers au pouvoir on va changer votre shit, yeah on va changer votre shit
fini les boss mysogynes, la connerie chronique
les fausses polémiques, on fait du rapkeb fuck what you think
des subtweet de bitch, unfollow me quick
le souverainisme, vous aurez mon vote le jour où un anglo va s'présenter péquiste
on suit pas la tendance on veut la crééer
on sait qu'on peut s'planter mais on vit avec les risques

yeah I'm rollin round town
sur mon peugeot smoking purple
pis j'ai fini downtown
ak les francos pis les anglos
yeah I'm rollin round town
avec les yeux rouges sur mes deux roues
pis si on pousse dans l'même sense
mix red, blue, that makes purple

[LIAM]

so i’m rolling round town sur mon Raleigh
j’ai rallier mes alliés apres jme suis relevé
ravivé mes bros leur rdonner leur glory
le feu sacré rekindled pour keep it moving
marcher dans la plaine le sapin a une belle parure
cacher dans la benne le pinson a une belle parlure
mon frere vivait le blues moi jvoyais rouge
mix that purple so personne désapprouve faque
j’ai des invoices a emettre...
pis j’ai des cheques a collect...
Pis des layouts a edit...
prints a vendre jfais pas dcredit
101 pour sauver la mise
sans eux pour sauter la miss
centré sur eux sont trop stiff
les habitudes sont en fait des caprices
et les dés sont pipés so c’est dla triche
appelle moi pas garcon j’suis pas un serveur
jhustle a l’aide de logos et vecteurs
j’essaye de stacks peu tetre que chuis reveur
one thing I know I will die le Meilleur
la bass est on point le joint est à point
mon nom c’est mon nom so I say it again
say it three times and I wont disappoint (le meilleur)
say it three times and it might just happen
call me the captain j’navigue les eaux inconnues
vie dans un monde ou les corrompus sont reconnu
tu sais quj’essaie simplement de tester ma formule
nota bene nota bene
nota bene oubliez pas d'écrire nos noms en majuscules
Track Name: Hautain
ici tout le monde a une opinion
qui fait des moves et qui en dit long
ca parle beaucoup, ca parle beaucoup
ça parle beaucoup mais c'est sans réponse
les gens s'offensent quand tu poses des questions
les gens sont francs mais veulent pas qu'tu leur rende
les gens sont lents à accepter que ça change
les gens sont lents man les gens sont lents

les gens sont lents pis les gars sont là
aujourd'hui parait qui faut hustle up
être une légende marquer son époque
sit sur le throne et juste compte les bucks
le fini est chromé jfélicite le con qui nous a convaincu
que c'est ce shit là qui faut prôner
i'm city-controlling, une whitney dans mon lit
she lick me i'm yawning at sept in the mawning
au réveil i want it, mind on my goals
the goal's to be hitting the road
eeeh j'espère pour des shows, peut-être pour juste go
go somewhere to expand the soul
maaaaaan
j'ai vécu j'ai vécu j'ai vécu
maaaaaan
j'ai vécu j'ai vécu j'ai vécu
fuck tes économies
fuck tes stunna jeans
fuck tes conneries
fuck toute tes shits c'est périmé, yuh
sul life expansion everyday, yuh
...vision large style gallilée, yuh
men calisse comment t'es habillé, yuh
don't mix mon nez pis dla yayo
j'stand avec mes choix, j'stand sur mes deux pattes
did it on my own, là jveux prendre le large
28 c'est mon âge, no limit sur mon craft
en francais jcrache mon spleen ST Beaudelaire
ou ST Beau Dommage, test me faut le faire
mon flow te pique les yeux, salty eau de mer
I wish they'd know the life
Toujours dans les airs
I wish they'd know the life
toujours dans les airs
flying off, jprends un vol pour le prix de ta bouteille dans le club man
actually jprends 30 vols pour le prix de ta semaine au club med, yeah

so si j'te regarde de haut
faut pas l'prendre pour du dissin, non
parce que si j'te regarde de haut
c'est que jsuis dans cabine privée, oh
si j'te regarde de haut
c'est que j'suis dans les alpes en train de skier
si j'te regarde de haut
si j'te regarde de haut (x2)
Track Name: Bonjour, Hi (ft. Mori$$ Regal)
[ST]

J'ai entendu du monde dire que j'suis un og
J'tais comme damn, what the fuck
Cause I still feel like a newbie
Rappeur de 28 ans un peu out of luck

Trop de ESL rappers fallait que j'keep it real
C'est beau l'anglais mais that's not really how I live, huh
J'twist les langues comme un french kiss
Molière et Shakespeare dans mon setlist
J'build mes phrases comme à Tetris
Une ligne est rouge, un bloc est bleu
Tant qu'on me demande pas de choisir entre les deux
Ben j'vais m'en nourrir comme je peux
Franglophone assumé, tant qui y'a de quoi à fumer
Tant que les lois font foi d'une paranoia face au succès
Souvenez vous des subventions, les prendre
Souvenez vous de mes inventions quand j'deviendrai cendres
Cold, comme quand novembre devient decembre, ma vie est indécente
Avis de fin de descente, a 6 du mat j'me demande ce que deviennent les gens
Overthink a lot, sauf quand j'enlèves tes culottes
La voix d'Judrick dans ma tête qui dit crie VNV - I'm going raw
Shit ça je le sais pas, pogné dans ma fin de vingtaine
Pour vingt cinq cennes dans les cabines j'peux même pu faire un call à God
Toute façon y'écoute pas, parce que si y'écoute pis y'a rien qui se passe
Patnais nous doit un méa culpa
J'distribue les fou bars, yeah j'suis le meilleur pour ça
And I don't make beats parce que j'ai le Meilleur pour ça

Bonjour, hi
Bonjour, hi
Bonjour, hi
Toute la journée man it goes (x4)

[Mori$$ Regal]

Check-moi hit le switch comme à Skate 3
Quand j’spit c’est un manual même si j’skate pas
Le rap c’est comme l’école c’est nivelé par le bas
C’est mieux de juste faire le cob, diplôme c’est pour le cut quand j’roule le buzz, mais
J’roule ma bosse pour jamais rouler l’bus
On voulait fool les cops, si jamais j’meurs demain vous trouverez jamais l’stock
Mes homies distribuent des soufflettes, moi des couplets
Maintenant j’veux que ce soit juste pour me nourrir si j’cuis le poulet
J’mélange un peu d’Céline, un peu d’Mesrine
Mets d’la farine, un peu d’Yvon Krevé quand j’finirai le bread sera beurré
ça sert à rien de s’leurrer, j’suis venu pour cacher l’cachet
Le game a tellement de facettes que c’est facile de s'effacer
Moves pour être haut-placé, jm’en fous d’avoir le cou glacé
J’prépare mes coups pour faire assez pour me flex
Pay my money si tu me connais t’sais que j’le fais pour de vrai
Anglais-français j’mélange les deux, peut-être que j’doublerai mon chèque, Regal

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