A Blower, a black leather, I'm playing like Nino Brand Your bitch is complaining, you got your nipples in the bathtub I came, I saw, I rap, now I'm rapping in the bath My bigot who does rrrrr, rrrrr, I'll remember later Bull of the bitch in my Range Rove I'm in the middle of the middle, I got a Mowgle gun I pay my taxes, they play in my crazy mind I go up the H2, I go to the Pearl, I live 15, go You know us well, big, I don't show you like Jackie Brown They say you're going to suck Subawin, the final Heavyweight with knee cords and black eyes I know the number is a one and not a nine It's under my Thumb Brown, I don't hear them I'd be there if I had your soul, I'd be there if I had your time But I don't have it, Uzi in the closet It's been years that we gram, it's been years that we can But I don't depend on it, the city is beautiful that I have I'm going around the city in black jeans, I'm streaming the Blue Ace I'm going to nail your hands, your feet for the nails, hey I look at the sky, I don't care about their future, nor their karma I know that here everything is paid I'm talking to the moon again, I see your reflection in the... I'm talking to the moon again I'm talking to the moon again, I see your reflection in the... I know that here everything is paid I don't look myself in the eyes like it was in the morning What do you know about my life since you got out of it? I'm talking to the stars, I open my eyes, it's going to take some time The friends that you have are still not out A blower, a black stone, I kill like Nino Brown I came, I saw, I'm wet, I'm rapping in black Pull up the bitch on my Range Rove T.E.D.K.G.O. with a lot of clothes Three names in the repertoire, I do like Jackie Brown I'm too shy, I still have my memories I wear green shirt, like I have cervical pain In my head it's like bang bang, I read it later Pull up the bitch in the Red Room Touch your pussy a little, I'm on top of the charts I'm on a deal, you're still on a joint She doesn't even know where the charm comes from But I'm here to join, I don't lie to you like Omicron A thousand bills, you take the cut believing it's pure A thousand bills, they don't put a *** foot in the urn A thousand bills, you use my name in front of these creatures I'm in the world of James Brown, I don't understand them I'd be here if I had your chrome, I'd be here if I had your role But I don't have any, all my projects Give them black ideas in the evening I told you, you have to believe in yourself for the holes Oh, you're the taste I have It's the tour of the city in black reverse, I smoke the blue haze I'll nail your hands, your feet for the nails I look at the sky, I don't care about their becoming Nor their karma, I know that here everything is paid I'm talking to the moon again, I see your reflection in the... I'm talking to the moon again, I see your reflection in the... I know that here everything is paid I don't look myself in the eyes like it was in the morning You don't know my life since you came out I'm talking to the stars, I open your life, it's gonna take some time My pockets of time are still not out A blower, a black stone, I'm like Nino Brand I came, I saw, I'm going to be there, I'm rapping in black I'm talking to the stars, I see, I'm going to be there, I'm rapping in black I came, I saw, I'm going to be there, I'm rapping in black For those who live on my raindrop D.E.D.K.G.O.A.T. I don't look myself in the eyes like it was in the morning You don't know my life since you came out I'm talking to the stars, I open your life, it's gonna take some time My pockets of time are still not out My pockets of time are still not out Alright C.L.A. C.L.A.