Fidelio
Salam a Si men Casa l Rabat 7ta L' Congress
Dice leader fel Game f ydi limna Philip Morris
Jina w khtefnak rak m3ana f wast Lobby
Chwiya 7ta te9dam n7aydo mennek ga3 les phobies
B'chetta ch'kalha
M3ana tebda t'classa 7ta tban
La3chir dial bessa7 nssel lik messassa w 3tak Join
W taf li dewerna lik ch3al lik dwaw f blassa
Nfekhna rmad (Ouf!) w jamra tfat b tassa
Ana Jen number slevin ila cheddoni swaken
Nsifet lik train f wad cherrat f dlam temakin
Fel mota dialek ychekko ygolo kayn chi plan
Tban f Sybla TV 3and Marouan yel9a lik Complot
So, khellik anonym ila bghiti teb9a b3id brother
Mora l'écran rak ma3rof 3andna f Youtube w Twitter
Mafhemti walo 7ta l9iti rassek mriski m9amer
Welcome to the game semmini the Gold-Farmer
Ila kenti m3ana goli l'mot de passe
Ila kayn f rass aji chrek m3ana l'kass
Fidelio
Fidelo
Ga3ma nbano bach nebghiw nbano classe
Fidelio
Ila kenti m3ana goli l'mot de passe
Ila kayn f rass aji chrek m3ana l'kass
Fidelio
Fidelo
Ga3ma nbano bach nebghiw nbano classe
Fidelio
P.E.S is not a video game it's my motherfucking name
Ezzy is the dopest name in the game fuck fame
I'm a pride, you're a shame
Our thoughts ain't the same
It's not your fault man that I'm so bad as Eminem
You're dragged in the back of a motherfucking train
And guess who's driving, bitch!!
Ain't no MC 'round, we all trying to seize a chance to get perceptible
Each one is trying to get - a record deal - and pretend that he's incredible
Matter of fact, we ain't nothing but imitators and none of our words is legible
See if you can understand your own lyrics, they ain't even edible
I called myself a Prince cause I ain't somewhere deep inside I wish I was
I'm stuck between too many personalities, they' real, I'm not crazy because
I say what I see, and I hide what I feel, that's who I am, and that's what I chose
We all staring at each other that's what you do, what they do, and what he does
I ain't touchin' anyone, but I'll cut off your tongues with my words
I mean with my saws
Go ahead get a life, you' a male and a wife, they kick your behind
You can't even strive
You had a chance once in your life, you fucked up
Boy! Go ahead kill yourself with a sharp knife
Ila kenti m3ana goli l'mot de passe
Ila kayn f rass aji chrek m3ana l'kass
Fidelio
Fidelo
Ga3ma nbano bach nebghiw nbano classe
Fidelio
Ila kenti m3ana goli l'mot de passe
Ila kayn f rass aji chrek m3ana l'kass
Fidelio
Fidelo
Ga3ma nbano bach nebghiw nbano classe
Fidelio
Dice leader fel Game f ydi limna Philip Morris
Jina w khtefnak rak m3ana f wast Lobby
Chwiya 7ta te9dam n7aydo mennek ga3 les phobies
B'chetta ch'kalha
M3ana tebda t'classa 7ta tban
La3chir dial bessa7 nssel lik messassa w 3tak Join
W taf li dewerna lik ch3al lik dwaw f blassa
Nfekhna rmad (Ouf!) w jamra tfat b tassa
Ana Jen number slevin ila cheddoni swaken
Nsifet lik train f wad cherrat f dlam temakin
Fel mota dialek ychekko ygolo kayn chi plan
Tban f Sybla TV 3and Marouan yel9a lik Complot
So, khellik anonym ila bghiti teb9a b3id brother
Mora l'écran rak ma3rof 3andna f Youtube w Twitter
Mafhemti walo 7ta l9iti rassek mriski m9amer
Welcome to the game semmini the Gold-Farmer
Ila kenti m3ana goli l'mot de passe
Ila kayn f rass aji chrek m3ana l'kass
Fidelio
Fidelo
Ga3ma nbano bach nebghiw nbano classe
Fidelio
Ila kenti m3ana goli l'mot de passe
Ila kayn f rass aji chrek m3ana l'kass
Fidelio
Fidelo
Ga3ma nbano bach nebghiw nbano classe
Fidelio
P.E.S is not a video game it's my motherfucking name
Ezzy is the dopest name in the game fuck fame
I'm a pride, you're a shame
Our thoughts ain't the same
It's not your fault man that I'm so bad as Eminem
You're dragged in the back of a motherfucking train
And guess who's driving, bitch!!
Ain't no MC 'round, we all trying to seize a chance to get perceptible
Each one is trying to get - a record deal - and pretend that he's incredible
Matter of fact, we ain't nothing but imitators and none of our words is legible
See if you can understand your own lyrics, they ain't even edible
I called myself a Prince cause I ain't somewhere deep inside I wish I was
I'm stuck between too many personalities, they' real, I'm not crazy because
I say what I see, and I hide what I feel, that's who I am, and that's what I chose
We all staring at each other that's what you do, what they do, and what he does
I ain't touchin' anyone, but I'll cut off your tongues with my words
I mean with my saws
Go ahead get a life, you' a male and a wife, they kick your behind
You can't even strive
You had a chance once in your life, you fucked up
Boy! Go ahead kill yourself with a sharp knife
Ila kenti m3ana goli l'mot de passe
Ila kayn f rass aji chrek m3ana l'kass
Fidelio
Fidelo
Ga3ma nbano bach nebghiw nbano classe
Fidelio
Ila kenti m3ana goli l'mot de passe
Ila kayn f rass aji chrek m3ana l'kass
Fidelio
Fidelo
Ga3ma nbano bach nebghiw nbano classe
Fidelio
Credits
Writer(s): Oussama Bakka
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