[Intro]
(Of course, I'm busy making this beat)
Mask off, everyone hides
One person sneezes, and everyone catches a cold
I canceled the friendship, as if it was a movie
It was just a movie, we won't act
Mask off, everyone hides
One person sneezes, and everyone catches a cold
I canceled the friendship, as if it was a movie
It was just a movie, we won't act

[Verse One]
Don't come tomorrow saying you regret it
And saying your track didn't mean anything
He's a snake, wrote a tweet
Embrassed himself, so smart
Dude, tell me about your dancing too
Your waist just needed a belt
Working on rhythms with the drums
Your friends testify to people's love
The difference between it and Darb 1718's party
Is that Abyusif wasn't there
Don't understand anything, cause there are hands holding him
Evil (Eiffel) tower isn't here, it's over there
O haze, oh haze, dogs in the vision
I only go in the front seat
[Verse Two]
Who won't reconsider their calculations when they realize we're above them?
Who won't continue in the game as long as they are a copy of a copy?
Who took me as a compass?
Who gave me a poster?
Who saw me as a door knob and left me behind?
Those who couldn't continue, stood up and asked for a truce
And I refused it

[Verse Three]

I'm about to go crazy
Hide and run
Won't matter to me anymore
Shoes in my feet
Swear you didn't help
Excuse me, which company are you talking about?
SWITCH and Seif ended you
"Beit El Ro3b" and "Akhro Noor" too
Leave it aside and it takes months
You won't get into Jersey Club
Jersey chocolate eating up the mood
And the filling inside, maybe it's pistachio
Laugh, it's inside Mövenpick
Director's name above the music video
And when it comes to me, you are above my ....
Homie, be clear on the internet
I wasn't going to diss anyway
And not because you lost me as a friend
Means you gained me as an opponent
And I'm a king like Stephen
Rap like tortilla
Sing like The Weeknd
Marwa, stop bluffing
It won't benefit you
Abyusif is like the guard, he won't leave you
Look, when I get angry, everyone gets shot
I stay loyal when I win
You are the opposite, you will see
I still have something to say
[Outro]
This is a big lesson
There is no artwork without the brush taking part in it
There is no color that I did not paint with
You're salty on potatoes, mashed up
Being buried like concrete
My kindness travelled to Nice
The purpose behind the pages of rap
Is mostly to bury the scene
Dust will fly alone, it's a shame even to blow on it
But (hofffff)
Bro, Boom Bap is still alive
There's nothing new left in Trap and
I'll buy Rap
In three bars, I blow the rap scene
I'm Harmful