Lyrics: We were put in the matrix but we didn't choose the pill Now Mamadou and Bilel find themselves alone in a cell And even Jeremy ends up on the pavement There's a big difference between poverty and street life I'm afraid of their looks, I'm afraid of their reaction I'm afraid to step out of the car when they want to pat me down I remember when I was 20, I used to shout "woop woop" Nowadays, if you act foolish, it goes "bloup bloup" Joint in my mouth on the bike, I've known that since forever Hanging around the projects, back and forth, it's annoying, the searches, the harassment The stories in rap songs are not the truth Come hang out in my neighborhood, there everything is verifiable There's social misery, moms struggling There are dads waking up at six in the morning, angry on the bus And there aren't many colors, on the ground, only spit A toothache, smoking weed to numb the pain I don't want to die like my older brothers And I don't want to live like a gangster anymore Too many people we bury Not living like a gangster anymore Not dying like my older brothers In the elevator, it smells like piss Down the street, it smells like bad luck To all my brothers, rest in peace From Valenton to [?] In the elevator, it smells like piss Down the street, it smells like bad luck To all my brothers, rest in peace From Valenton to [?] I haven't seen it all but I don't forget the elders Who've been through the ages but ended up as dogs So my friend, think about it, you must not falter Today, I have foxes who make the speakers explode They make the speakers explode and they're sons of proletarians They give me the strength of Broly, thanks to them I hit the jackpot "Put on your hood and sell drugs even if it hails" When they told me that at 15, I assure you, it's not funny Villeneuve-La-Garenne, Valenton, and the rest Come into the hallway and fight, that's the test There are only party poopers, all at the bottom of the tower blocks There are big shots, short sentences, everything we say is true When I ran out of weed, I had to resupply the girls I didn't do it to please you, come see in the Jewish tower block It flies like Ali Baba and you, go over there And go get your corrupt cops and give us back Adama I don't want to die like my older brothers And I don't want to live like a gangster anymore Too many people we bury Not living like a gangster anymore Not dying like my older brothers In the elevator, it smells like piss Down the street, it smells like bad luck To all my brothers, rest in peace From Valenton to [?] In the elevator, it smells like piss Down the street, it smells like bad luck To all my brothers, rest in peace From Valenton to [?] Yeah, yeah, yeah Villeneuve-La-Garenne 92390 Valenton is my zoo, 9.4.4.6 All my Bezbar brothers You know the boulevard, right? Right there Guiziouzou bang
