Un jour, Alice s?est echappee De son joli conte de fees Un jour, Alice s?est egaree Sans laisser de trace dans la foret Mais Alice sait et Alice pleure
tue Sally. Entends-tu parfois la nuit, La partition de Paris, Qui te souffle sans sursis, Une douce melodie ? Elle vole et elle s?envole, Virevolte, elle s
suis le scarla qui ressemble a Corbier. Au mic, c'est le gars grims, aux grandes oreilles, type Gremlins. Pas de pin's, pas chanteur de pop mais populaire comme Mary
ear, please baby these are lasers, haters Front on me? Huh, I doubt it punk Pop the trunk, my goons, high noon, out to lunch The D&G bag? That's where
yeah, the Southside, the Southside It feel good to do the Southside, [Verse 4] The Southside ain't threw. The Southside it's here new and it's screw. and it's
dope Smoke it down to tha dub or roach tip So much damn resin it's startin' to drip It ain't harmful like heroin, this stuff's cheap That's why I'm glad
the Southside, the Southside It feel good to do the Southside, Verse 4 The Southside ain't threw. The Southside it's here new and it's screw. and it's
le scarla qui ressemble a Corbier. Au mic, c'est le gars grims, aux grandes oreilles, type Gremlins. Pas de pin's, pas chanteur de pop mais populaire comme Mary
please baby these are lasers, haters Front on me? Huh, I doubt it punk Pop the trunk, my goons, high noon, out to lunch The D&G bag? That's where the