[Lyrics to "Goodbye Baby"]

Dignity and culture

[Verse 1]
I spent
Most of my time obscuring it
Questions are justified when fears are laudable
Tensions in the track you put the fifteen hundred watts
To feel better I gotta screw up fifteen hundred opps
As soon as my glass is empty baby pull down the shade
I practice stress, as one practices sport
Do we succeed what we miss first?
There are things that are said, others that we must do first (do first)
I dare, so nothing stops me
They look zehef but they don't have what
In front of the bruises it speaks Lingala, the pâtoi
I collect the stones that are thrown at me
I managed the two against one, it was playable like a 4 against 7
I like his approximate French, I like his Czech accent
I was walking in the Six to forget that they shave my tieks
I can't sleep, while they break my tieks
(Break my ties)

[Bridge]
Baby I offer you
I'll take you to eat the risotto at 24th
We feel good when we have everything we feel better when we need little
Baby I offer you
I'll take you to eat the risotto at 24th
We feel good when we have everything we feel better when we need little
[Verse 2]
It's only before God that we prostrate ourselves
We will have buggered the peu-ra as soon as the MCs have posters of us
'It's only before God that we prostrate ourselves
We will have buggered the peu-ra as soon as the MCs have posters of us
Black, like the memory of her eyes
Salty additions, dry whiskeys
I can't talk too much, baby, I avoid shour
Black, like the memory of her eyes
Salty additions, dry whiskeys
I can't talk too much, baby, I avoid shour

[Verse 3]
Never where I'm expected
Excuses for cowards
The reasons are for the fighters
Am I turning the page where I'm waiting for them
I accumulate 3 you have to work hard, I don't have time
Either you puff or you fuck your race
Either you break or you sting you tear
We divide my rage
It's time for me to tear myself away
Weight on my shoulders, it's time for me to lighten up
Delivered to me, I must become stronger
Dogs bark while wolves devour each other
To fall asleep, I recount my verses
[Bridge]
It's four in the morning (four o'clock)
I hesitate to call her (I hesitate to call her)
I'm tired of these whores, I feel in apnea
If Jacques is the godfather, where is the padre?
I lost my right arm, I still brewed

[Verse 4]
It's four in the morning I hesitate to call her
I'm tired of these whores, I feel in apnea
If Jacques is the godfather, where is the padre?
I lost my right arm, I still brewed
It's late I admit
Very early tomorrow I'm at attention (at attention)
There's a bunch of cops, I defend the cage like the young Cafu
Pour me a tea, a glass of coffee
I let you finish 8.6 when others leave to work
It's late I admit
And despite everything I stand at attention (at attention)
It's late I admit

[Outtro]
It's only before God that we prostrate ourselves
We will have buggered the peu-ra as soon as the MCs have posters of us