� Piranha, he's unbeatable Doing good in drugs He threw his wallet For the bag in the closet A hood on his head He's in front of the block Everyone knows him in the head He's the one who pays, the little ones who get He supplies the chopper And he's the one who details the room He doesn't have the package But he rolls in a pack He's not in his twenties He's been in jail four times He knows the plates Of the ring, of the beast And a mask on his face Gloves, glasses, Matrix He dreams of being the boss of the oven But for now he obeys the orders With his sisters and brothers He's deaf And even his tarot, he ignores He learned how to say AHA Before saying ARE Piranha, he's unbeatable But he never goes without his will He wanders in the group A cough in the bag And if the chopper makes a hole He makes a hole in his throat Piranha, in the end, wants to recover land He builds a team, he's the little one, no more grains He hit the jackpot And aimed two, three legs There he goes to the upper stage He's the first corpse Piranha, he's the one who shoots Not the one who counts He can beat you In the basement or out of the nightclub He loves the noise He never runs away He likes easy money But more when we talk about him He leads in the fields There's Zipette, there's Bedo He started Gator Now he's the head of the network But we check if he's been there since they killed his buddy With the harm he did Normal, there are people behind his back He hides in villages Makes no one trust him Makes the accounts of the land With his manager on the phone And you want to know how much? You reverse the flow You can't clap your eyes Yet he made some money He learned how to say aha Before saying areu Piranha, he's untemptable But he never goes under oath He wanders around as a group A 12 in the bag And if the jobber makes a hole He makes a hole in his throat Piranha grew up Piranha aged Very weakened by war and this way of life He hears about a football team from Budgie He's bipedal Offers them to work for him They make an appointment in Marseille Not far from Font-Vert That we planned Around 3 p.m. To push them out of hell He hears click click Recognizes the noise Voices of armed men Agonized around him Agonizing under the ground In the middle of the cases He recognizes his own face Before his last supper Agonizing under the ground In the middle of the cases He recognizes his own face Before his last supper He learned to say areu Before saying areu Piranha, he's untemptable But he never goes under oath He wanders around as a group A 12 in the bag And if the jobber makes a hole He makes a hole in his throat © transcript Emily Beynon