One Take Back to the roots Skr, skr I still have my moods, I laugh like Dattelwood Play me a *** now and before that play Lesney on Sony Sorry I have a window, blurred image I fly secretly, my head turns like a compass In rap you're a scoundrel, I won't answer to the news I don't chase girls, even though she said she'd give me Lazy girls won't help to heal the wounds My soul is clean, even though I didn't want to Dark morning, more booze than a hundred times My flow is a stream, so the floor is wet Your rap is fake, so probably like Professor Lockhart Feet on the ground, the sky used to be blue I won't let you go, you've got me over you like Bergol I won't let you go, you've got me over you like Bergol I'm going back to the roots to get to know myself For the things I do, hell awaits and not heaven The stars are out, so if you want rap, take it I don't do it better when it's still a new level My stock is in the north I'll sell my boat like Heaver They stole my credit again I've heard the words you gave me somewhere Money Heist came out I drown in the words, when I came to steal them If you can't walk the walk, don't talk the talk I'm going back to the roots to get to know myself For the things I do, hell awaits and not heaven The stars are out, so if you want rap, take it I don't do it better when it's still a new level My stock is in the north I'll sell my boat like Heaver They stole my credit again I've heard the words you gave me somewhere Money Heist came out