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Ana Fi Dar

[Verse 1]
Holed up in the 'hood, too cold to roll out
I'm here asking myself, how many times has death come close to me?
Some of my friends made it, others are mopping the floor
Others are in hospital 1, or 'Starfiloullah', or possessed
My fans are special, it's what I wanted
In the Viano 2, Meugi 3 is on the radio, and suddenly Vianney is on
I know it comforts you to say that I'm no longer rapping
The server is getting paranoid because I've been drinking nothing but Red Bull
She's looking for a vicious guy, it's only normal that she's put you in the friendzone
I've been kicking 4 since the beginning of time, ask Fianso about it
From Paris to Compton, I've always paid cash
Bro, your sales aren't working out, hope we'll hear you
They're lazy, they don't move, but they're happy with saying that if she has a 'tom-tom' 5 it'll go 'rom'pompompom 6
Bro, you might be full of muscles, but we don't give a damn
Whales are huge, but they eat plankton
I'm doing 140 7 and the police write me up
They take my licence and I get it back the next day
My lawyer has no heart, my lawyer isn't funny
My lawyer could defend my parents' murderers
I arrive like Hokage 8 hidden behind the smoke
If there's noise, hide the cash behind the radiator while I argue with my sister
Punishments will never stop being dealt to those who associate
If I become French 9
I'm afraid I'll have to accept joining the military and shooting at young people who are helpless, without a friend
Without a home, hiding south of the equator
Skipping school and spitting on the principal
I know the way, just like a migrant bird
I took Guy's texts to be passing words, passing in front of me without knowing their value
If you're looking for me, Ana Fi Dar,
Darcy's there smoking hashish, up there on the stah
She asks me questions, but she already knows the answers
She wants to know what it's like to do it 10 with a star
Paradise has no price, but you'll have to endure the cries
Don't insult the crocodile before crossing the Nile
There's more and more of us, even though we're killing each other
Here, the walls are moist, but they're varnished, too
Give me some time, brother, so that I can realise that my heart is empty, empty just like the Gare d'Austerlitz 11
 
[Chorus]
If you're looking for me, Ana Fi Dar,
Drops of cum, that's the story
If you're gonna hurt yourself, channel yourself 12
The job's done, but I still haven't carried it out
If you're looking for me, Ana Fi Dar,
Drops of cum, that's the story
If you're gonna hurt yourself, channel yourself
The job's done, but I still haven't carried it out
 
[Verse 2]
I'll ask for her hand on the Rue Faubourg Saint-Honoré 13
I'll lie to her and tell her the world is soft and full of colour
It's confirmed by the street, like the Club Dorothée 14
Fussy about cleanliness, just like the Bolloré family 15
I think that I know enough of the entire human race to say that things will never evolve
I’m in this thing with a global view, with just a bit of precaution
Because I'll inevitably know the end of the dream
Remodelling Africa, I’m not pretending to have the solution
Dounia will look at you and smile when she's sucking you off
If you want to get your contract signed
Cousin, do it at the house of Batiatus 16
I've been walking on corpses for seven years
I was, I am, and I’ll remain the king of the North
Nobody's gonna break my balls, I’m warning you, you assholes
It isn't even possible because I've got balls of gold 17
I always feel like a Chechen in front of the Russians
Know that a donkey will only go forward if you play a trick on him 18
I’m listening to the noise of the rain hitting against the roof of the abribus 19
I’m such a gentleman 20, I’ll hold the door for you just so I can look at your ass
Son of a…21
The man is black, I’m hardly deluding myself
If you die, that’s life, it’s carved on the coat of arms
It won’t change a thing, even if you say that I’m right
 
[Chorus]
If you're looking for me, Ana Fi Dar,
Drops of cum, that's the story
If you're gonna hurt yourself, channel yourself
The job's done, but I still haven't carried it out
If you're looking for me, Ana Fi Dar,
Drops of cum, that's the story
If you're gonna hurt yourself, channel yourself
The job's done, but I still haven't carried it out
If you're looking for me, Ana Fi Dar,
Drops of cum, that's the story
If you're gonna hurt yourself, channel yourself
The job's done, but I still haven't carried it out
If you're looking for me, Ana Fi Dar,
Drops of cum, that's the story
If you're gonna hurt yourself, channel yourself
The job's done, but I still haven't carried it out
 
  • 1. as in, mental hospital.
  • 2. a kind of Mercedes.
  • 3. aka Maître Gims.
  • 4. slang for working.
  • 5. probably reference to a woman's butt.
  • 6. as in, it'll shake.
  • 7. going that fast in a car.
  • 8. apparently this is a Naruto reference.
  • 9. literally, take French nationality.
  • 10. i.e, sex.
  • 11. one of the six terminal stations of the Paris metro.
  • 12. probably means 'control yourself'.
  • 13. a street in Paris that is home to major fashion houses and the residence of the French president.
  • 14. a sometimes controversial French TV show that aired in the 80s and 90s.
  • 15. a very rich French family that runs a transportation company.
  • 16. the gladiatorial school which Spartacus escaped.
  • 17. in other words, you REALLY don't want to screw with him.
  • 18. probably a reference to the carrot/stick analogy.
  • 19. a bus stop.
  • 20. this is most likely sarcastic.
  • 21. probably ends in 'bitch'.
-Βασιλική Οικονομοπούλου


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