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Description
The hum of the street seems to be stuck in my chest, rattling along with the beat – that same raspy sound where every word smells of sweat, smoke, and anxiety. Everything revolves around survival: between tasks and chores, between faith and fatigue. When there's no sun, you have to warm yourself from your own mistakes, even though they burn. His speech is like a clenched fist: no excuses, no pity. Only cold calculation, anger at fate, and a strange pride in having managed to survive at all. Beneath layers of bronze chains and polar jackets, the guy who doesn't sleep, doesn't dream, but still hopes that somewhere ahead there's not just merchandise and debts, but at least a little peace. The music is pumping, like the asphalt under your feet after a night shift is trembling slightly, but holding. And from this it becomes clear: even in the mud, you can sound clean if you know the value of your noise. Producer: SHK Composer: SHK Lyricist: Favé Lyricist: Timar
Lyrics and translation
Original
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Y a trop d'papiers à faire, j'ai charbonné des heures
J'ai pas bossé à perte (bosser à perte)
Elle veut graille sur mon billet
Cette conne j'la fais même pas mer-fu sur un teh (sur un teh)
Pour aller au front, j'sais qu'y a peu d'volontaires
Les diamants sur mon cou, j'les mets pas pour lui plaire (pour lui plaire)
Il m'descend pour un cavu
D'vant moi, c'bâtard, disait qu'j'étais comme un frère
J'peux pas penser autre que m'en tirer, difficile d'nous ralentir
Sou, souvent capuché devant la tirette
J'suis l'même que mon re-frè en pire
Starfoullah, j'l'ai fumé en pers
Matalana, on n'a pas besoin d'pousser
Quand on voit les conséquences
J'ai fait qu'du sale, mais sur un plan séquence
J'suis pas n'importe qui, ouais, j'vis, j'traine, oh
(J'peux pas m'arrêter, j'pense à toi)
J'compte pas les reufs qu'ils ont pris, ouais, j'prie, j'veille, oh
(J'peux pas m'arrêter, j'pense à toi)
(J'peux pas m'arrêter, j'pense à toi)
J'ai vendu l'produit toute ma vie, j'vivais sans rayon d'soleil
J'imaginais pas l'tsunami quand on rabattait l'pollen
Et j'peux t'jurer par Toutatis, dans l'bât, j'avais ma polaire, gars
Au tieks, c'est trop lère-ga
C'est pas tout l'monde que l'on tolère, gars
Faut, faut qu'j'taille, que j'm'éloigne un peu des querelles
J'dors mal, la nuit, moi, j'fais plus aucun rêve
15 balles et j'dirais si l'tarot est correct
J'dirais si l'tarot est correct
La dalle, on l'a chez moi, on est en colère
J'ai pris des coups, mais j'ai pas senti
Grandi dehors, je n'ai pas d'sentiment
Tête dans les, j'ai les yeux sur l'milli
Si tu m'appelles pour tes plans, j'en veux pas, non
Au quartier, le shit est le poison, poison, pire que la Ballantine
T'étais pas présent pendant la moisson, moisson
J'vais t'laisser dans la caille
J'vais tout laisser dans la calle
J'veux tailler d'la zone, mais ma tête, elle est cramée à mort
Les petits d'chez moi, j'les vois racailler
Chaque jour, c'est un nouveau visage qui leur revend la mort
T'fies pas aux images, gros, c'est pas simple
J'voulais remplir mes poches, ressortir de la norme
L'odeur d'la beuh dérange les voisins
J'y peux rien si cette bitch, elle veut se droguer à mort
J'suis pas n'importe qui, ouais, j'vis, j'traine, oh
(J'peux pas m'arrêter, j'pense à toi)
J'compte pas les reufs qu'ils ont pris, ouais, j'prie, j'veille, oh
(J'peux pas m'arrêter, j'pense à toi)
(J'peux pas m'arrêter, j'pense à toi)
J'ai vendu l'produit toute ma vie, j'vivais sans rayon d'soleil
J'imaginais pas l'tsunami quand on rabattait l'pollen
Et j'peux t'jurer par Toutatis, dans l'bât, j'avais ma polaire, gars
Au tieks, c'est trop lère-ga
C'est pas tout l'monde que l'on tolère, gars
Faut; faut qu'j'taille, que j'm'éloigne un peu des querelles
J'dors mal, la nuit, moi, j'fais plus aucun rêve
15 balles et j'dirais si l'tarot est correct
J'dirais si l'tarot est correct
La dalle, on l'a chez moi, on est en colère
J'dirais si l'tarot est correct, tu jures le Coran, c'est pas possible
Obligé d'coffrer un 9 pour la querelle
Car les soucis ne sont pas dociles
D'où j'viens c'est Matalana
J'dois placer un peu, laisser pour l'héritage
Flocko me serres pas la main
J'vais pas t'la tendre la mienne, elle est déjà pleine de cash
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
English translation
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
There's too much paperwork to do, I've been grinding for hours
I didn't work at a loss (work at a loss)
She wants to write on my ticket
I don't even fuck this bitch on a teh (on a teh)
To go to the front, I know there are few volunteers
The diamonds on my neck, I don't put them on to please him (to please him)
He takes me down for a cavu
In front of me, that bastard said that I was like a brother
I can't think other than getting by, it's hard to slow us down
Sou, often hooded in front of the zipper
I'm the same as my brother only worse
Starfoullah, I smoked it personally
Matalana, we don't need to push
When we see the consequences
I only did dirty things, but in a sequence shot
I'm not just anyone, yeah, I live, I hang out, oh
(I can't stop, I think of you)
I don't count the eggs they took, yeah, I pray, I watch, oh
(I can't stop, I think of you)
(I can't stop, I think of you)
I sold the product all my life, I lived without sunlight
I couldn't imagine the tsunami when we brought down the pollen
And I can swear to you by Toutatis, in the building, I had my fleece, guy
At the tieks, it's too lère-ga
We don't tolerate everyone, guy
I have to, I have to cut back, I have to move away a little from the quarrels
I don't sleep well at night, I don't have any dreams anymore
15 balls and I will say if the tarot is correct
I would say if the tarot is correct
We have it at my house, we're angry
I took blows, but I didn't feel
Growing up outside, I have no feelings
Head in them, I have my eyes on the thousand
If you call me about your plans, I don't want it, no
In the neighborhood, shit is poison, poison, worse than Ballantine
You weren't there during the harvest, harvest
I'm going to leave you in the quail
I'm going to leave everything in the hold
I want to cut the area, but my head is burned to death
The little ones back home, I see them gossiping
Every day, it's a new face that sells them death
Don't trust the images, big guy, it's not simple
I wanted to fill my pockets, stand out from the norm
The smell of weed bothers the neighbors
I can't help it if this bitch, she wants to drug herself to death
I'm not just anyone, yeah, I live, I hang out, oh
(I can't stop, I think of you)
I don't count the eggs they took, yeah, I pray, I watch, oh
(I can't stop, I think of you)
(I can't stop, I think of you)
I sold the product all my life, I lived without sunlight
I couldn't imagine the tsunami when we brought down the pollen
And I can swear to you by Toutatis, in the building, I had my fleece, guy
At the tieks, it's too lère-ga
We don't tolerate everyone, guy
Must; I need to cut back, get away from the quarrels a little
I don't sleep well at night, I don't have any dreams anymore
15 balls and I will say if the tarot is correct
I would say if the tarot is correct
We have it at my house, we're angry
I would say if the tarot is correct, you swear the Koran, it's not possible
Forced to give a 9 for the quarrel
Because worries are not docile
Where I come from is Matalana
I have to invest a little, leave for the inheritance
Flocko don't shake my hand
I'm not going to hand you mine, it's already full of cash
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey