[Lyrics to "Sky on the Rocks"]

[Intro]
Delivered to me, I must move forward stronger
Check, mh, you'll take that off
Jack, hey

[Single verse]
Enterprising like a young listener
A heart in stone and a DA in titanium
Mania metaphors, antitheses
I'm going to blow everything without anti-breakage insurance
Idealist, I thought I was flying away without the slightest handicap
Financing in dollars, you will receive
A prod pack that I refused three times
Three volumes, one finale, I fucked them three times
The objective is to win and then refuse the trophy
Several fields of activity
NBOW, stimulates various glottis
Fuck le peu-ra, tonight, I forget myself on Bob Dylan
So I hesitate, like Salif, before me
There are deadlines coming
I have to write sixteen
He wants to get into the clip, but he doesn't know what we're doing
Fuckoff, baby come here and watch what we do
It's Sunday, if you don't have cigarettes, take ten
Jacques, most beautiful French pen, as such
NBOW in your hometown, the most beautiful French women in lace
Check, are you listening to me or are you hearing me?
Are you listening to me or are you hearing me?
Are you listening to me or are you hearing me?
Fuckoff, three times in a row, she told me
Stop fucking me once, do it three times in a row
If I come back, it's with three, four bags
B.B Jacques on three, four sites
I work on the name then I edit afterwards
In the jazz club, with Pense & LCS
LNSC checked the earthquake, two sleepless nights later he checked the scenario
It's over, it's magnetic, NBOW banger & magnesium supplier
We abused to accuse, we abused to accuse
We abused to accuse, the Aquarius man
Weight on the shoulders like Van Persie
I te-cla park it near the [?] with [?], eh
I don't need the wisdom of a mature woman
It's a fact, baby I'm attracted to women
I call you on your Alcatel
A few voice messages, which I summarize with an "ah bastard"
They had to pinch me to make me cry during the baptism
In 2006, it was Jacques who took us home by boat
Appearances are deceiving, in fact I am an empath
I said, actually I'm an empath
Don't tell your brother that you can't when you can't
I thank, Vajol for the French, Dorothée for the marketing
There won't be any wasted ambitions, no Madame
When the investment is massive, it's in person that I say no
We can't live long in denial
Tino in French rap, an oasis in the desert
We can lie to others, but not to ourselves
By repressing, for a long time, the desire
And at worst we will say that it is chance
I don't do a little for leisure and even less for the idler
I'm getting closer to Bird Man, bird man
Baby, we meet at least two
We're sexy but not romantic
We're sexy but not romantic
I take advantage of my forum, to respond to comments
Thank you and strength to you, LNSC it's not a set up, it's a robbery
I refuse to succumb, to her hip movements
She redid her bun, to better undo it
There are certain qualities that are worth a thousand faults
Basically, I'm crowded, a victory is worth a thousand defeats
And some qualities are worth a thousand faults
She comes out of the studio with her hair in a mess
To attract attention, she colors mane in platinum
Life is this calm river on which we take you by boat
So that he doesn't lose the frame, a few phases that call each other
PDP in the phone, boom boom, short films I refuse TV movies
Thank God I have too little to, listen to the fans
To find out more, just listen to the phases again
And the producer is the one who cleans up the shit he didn't shit
Cold blood at the gas station, we pretend that we are not hot
We have the talent we have, you don't have that
We have the talent we have, you don't have that
It's not an ego trip, it's a slap, let's see, Fuck off
It's not ego trip, it's clairvoyance
Take off the autotune, leave me alone, with twenty consonants and six vowels
Go take off the autotune, leave me alone, with twenty consonants and six vowels
We have the talent we have, you don't have that
Cold blood at the gas station, we make believe that we are not hot
If I had known, if they saw me
We are not many, but welcome to the trip
Must remain three fools in the kingdom
Nan baby, I don't have three girls on the radar
If they had known, if they saw me
We don't have much, but welcome to the trip
There must be three fools left in the kingdom
Nan baby, I don't have three girls on the radar