Pyramide - Werenoi

〈verse 1: werenoi, damso, together〉
I'll make the thing scream in the tunnel, i should've burned the bridges, little bitch
We say: “be close to your enemies” but you need to keep the good ones (pew, pew)
I put my pride to the side, i'll talk to you right for business purposes
And even if i don't like you, i've outgrown that
Covid's over, i'll kiss you, but you want to fuck
I took some money from rapping, i already had some to begin with, just a little less
I talk to you about what we live, what we've seen with our eyеs, you're the victim, i'm the witnеss
I don't rest on the truth, even if i know i have the choice (nwaar)
I don't rest on the pyramid, i make it fall when there are cops on the roof (dems)

〈couplet 2 : damso〉
It's my last feature of the year, maybe of my career, so i'm a little moved
I start to understand that i'm an oldhead when she doesn't know limewire or even emule
Slowly, mom won't get over it, ten years in jail, the blues found the stash
You're looking for an honest man? cut off his dick and his tongue
Og, rapper, a little misandrous, i don't like men, better to hang them
K of congo, should take it back, the ishango bone, should give it back to us
Like ibrahim, i know the angels, i know the long term issues
It's true, you go fast, but i know the way so shut up
Champagne at two-thousand euros, give me a hundred, i need to spend
Nigga, don't act pretty, you came into the world just for the paper
We already told you she wasn't an adult (she's not an adult, adult)
Lots of pedophiles, lots of big rappers

〈chorus: damso & werenoi〉
Life of a criminal (nwaar), live like in many men (saal)
I went from cassette tapes to discs, i took the road without brakes (yeah)
Life of a criminal (nwaar), live like in many men (saal)
We don't say everything we've done but what we say, we worked our kidneys (yeah)
Dramatic lifestyle (nwaar), i handle the automatic (saal)
I've got dirty hands, dammit, but the dirty, i'll do it to you without the hits (ok)
Dramatic lifestyle (dem's), i handle the automatic (it's real)
We make a lot of green but the green, it's just like kryptonite
〈verse 3 : werenoi〉
Lots of racks in the bag, smacks get lost since there's a lot of tarts
You want to see the flaws, take the perfume off someone who is perfect
The stack's gotten too skinny, even if you're the bro, i'll count again
Sometimes you need to play the role of the dumbass to fool the dumbass who thinks you're dumb
Real
Don't tell me what they've said, but rather why they were at ease when they said it
Don't tell me what they did to you without context but rather why they did it to you
In the chest, there's one hostage, i live like in many men
In the chest, too much money to add up, i live like in many men
Real, real, real

〈chorus: damso & werenoi〉
Life of a criminal (nwaar), live like in many men (saal)
I went from cassette tapes to discs, i took the road without brakes (yeah)
Life of a criminal (nwaar), live like in many men (saal)
We don't say everything we've done but what we say, we worked our kidneys (yeah)
Dramatic lifestyle ('matic), i handle the automatic ('matic)
I've got dirty hands, dammit, but the dirty, i'll do it to you without the hits (without the hits)
Dramatic lifestyle ('matic), i handle the automatic ('matic)
We make a lot of green but the green, it's just like kryptonite ('onite)