[Verse 1]
Even if I blew up, I wouldn’t lead a healthy life
I watch people from behind the blinds
Alone in my dirty apartment, my sister studying for an exam
There’s no impartial law except God’s
I’m surrounded by goons on the sonar
But it’s too late when things get real
The accused sit on the bench and sweat like in a sauna
Mothers weep like Solaar
Evil has taught me you’re never safe
The blade flashes, a mother prays, “Why did you take him from me, oh God?”
It’s not God, it’s Man
Despicable, their souls are doomed by sex and money
I’ve seen hate breed crime
It’s like their hearts looked into the eyes of Medusa
Courage and fear together are my two weapons
When I feel like I’ve lost my roots, I climb trees
From up there I can see death, you need to be ready if it comes
Life’s about enjoying the view, then cutting off the branch
[Chorus]
Storm warning, here we’re easily tempted
We wanna end up on the right side of the tinted window
Oh yeah, I know you want a taste
Of the foundation and the form so long as it clears your mind
Oh yeah, here we’re easily tempted
We wanna end up on the right side of the tinted window
Oh yeah, I know you want a taste
Of the foundation and the form so long as it clears your mind
[Verse 2]
I go out aimlessly at night like a sleepwalker
There’s some dreams men don’t get anymore
I saw this girl, we were alone on the bus
She had red eyes, she didn’t just drink
She had drugs in her Balenciaga bag, too
She ended up dead for snitching on a guy
In Paris, some get lost, some find hope
In stealing designer agnès b. and Nike SB
It’s cold outside, there’s no more humanity
A man is dead, lifeless in front of an empty apartment building
“We’re in a crisis!” A crisis? Who’s it really hurting?
You, me or the guy who jumped from the roof?
[Chorus]
Here we’re easily tempted
We wanna end up on the right side of the tinted window
Oh yeah, I know you want a taste
Of the foundation and the form so long as it clears your mind
Oh yeah, here we’re easily tempted
We wanna end up on the right side of the tinted window
Oh yeah, I know you want a taste
Of the foundation and the form so long as it clears your mind
[Verse 3]
Copping Clark Wallabees like Walter White
Sister, take my hand, brother, give me a kiss
I rub shoulders with girls with perfect bodies
I got more style than Karl Lagerfield
The world of art is egotistic, they sell street art
But don’t want to see my goons' graffitti ‘cause it’s vandalism
Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire!
Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire!
You can feel the aura in our raps, get out your coats
We’re gonna have a thunderstorm soon according to the oracle
My conscience told me, “Who are you?
Do you wanna live in vice or in peace?”
It depends where the cash is at, we must be stupid, yeah maybe
But my pen can shut Houellebecq up
Here we’re easily tempted, you better live what you say
I heard, “Empty the cash register!” The next day, the cops were investigating
[Chorus]