[Verse 1]
To be honest, I didn't know how to do it another way
My hatred couldn’t cicatrize
The music, I liked it until I went in it
Shady people want me to sign contracts
"Nobody will love you like I do" my Mommy told me
If not the joint that I'll be rolling
Who will make me forget about this world's nastiness ?
The devil and her well-rounded ass
Very far from the record labels
But close to my wise public
Very far from the numbers and the copies sold
But close to the musicality
Look above, there is no cloud anymore
For sure the rain will not fall
Look at my heart, it doesn’t have fences anymore
But for sure no one will enter in it

[Chorus]
The absence of light makes me go deep in the dark
We call ourselves brothers 'cause we smoke some chunks
The nastiness of men makes me very sad
The angels' voices echo way less that the vultures'

[Verse 2]
I have them in my heart, they wish me bad luck
I killed the rap game and I've done the mourning
N***a tells me we're together
But that in case of failure, I'll be all alone
Sperm in the mouth, she likes the taste of risk
She doesn't have faith in me but she wants to be on the list
I have only one love, it’s singing
Solitary, I don’t need to be cared of
I shoot and I kill, you die and that's it
You just had to shut up your damn mouth
I pull and I smoke, I go up to the Moon
Far from Argenteuil’s search warrants
Tortured mind, deep gut pain
I swallowed Mankind's nastiness
I digested it, I took the good off the bad
I feel like Adam just before the apple
[Chorus]
The absence of light makes me go deep in the dark
We call ourselves brothers 'cause we smoke some chunks
The nastiness of men makes me very sad
The angels' voices echo way less that the vultures’

[Verse 3]
Every time I go out with no money
Life reminds me that I've come from very far
Spike in the back, like the dark hedgehog
Betrayal sponso' by Louboutin
I shake more chicks than hands
The masculine gender, I'm careful with
Spreaded holes, flexing knees
Biatch already know the end of the story
Locked up in the cell, I sober up
I take by the awareness of my troubles
In her vagina, I'm letting myself go
With each "I love you", I cope
For her, I'm everything else but Damso
She sees in me what I don't see anymore
Crossbred like a piano's keys
Between the living and the lived
I'm having a eucharistic stroke
I'm between sweet and salted
The devil's hidden behind the arts
For about the music industry, I wasn't ready
[Outro]
God never lies
No, God never lies
God never lies, yeah
Damso
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