Lyrics: I've seen disgusting things, I've seen mom wipe old people To go buy us two ice creams and see her son wear J's I've seen dad stumble after a few 8-6 (beers) Getting up to sell the 0.9 (drugs) that customers found 10/10 I've seen my friends rob, tell me I'm quitting Then go back to robbing, only to tell me I'm quitting before getting caught It makes me laugh, we're not well, we need money With a kilo of weed, I become Jesus, the bread multiplies The wheel turns like a joint, move, we're full of lies When my girl is horny, she needs me Gentle and I bang her, I smoke a lot of hash Where's the crazy one who acts crazy that we shoot at? A few grams of pure, you end up behind bars Playing tough all the time, well, you eventually get screwed An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth even if you're blind and have no cigarettes left A house in the homeland, you won't see me again soon Swear on the little one I don't have, we're tight In sync when I run out of breath, the DJ stops It's for my hustlers from the projects, weed lovers You only savor victory when you're not afraid of losing And steam wets me, I need to stop the smoke Okay I exaggerate, I'm afraid one day it'll stop my pen No one knows what's in my head, huh? Everything I prepare, what I write, no one knows what I'm doing in rap One: I represent, two: I make my moves from December to January Clear and precise, I don't have time to wait, baby Our lives are like Woodstock, cops, crazies like in movies Don't talk about money, I emptied all my stash Who wants my jackpot? I'm from Villeneuve La Garenne Buildings, struggle, I know guys who fucked your slut Always in place, ready to sweep everything If I run out of African peanut stew, I'll eat couscous instead Tough guy from the projects, tell them, I'll kickstart the game In our zone, there are plenty of dealers, no need for screw caps Black guys go red in front of a credit card Ask why and we'll answer "because there's no money" Gang! There's a loser who wants some cocaine Throw me a Taser and pepper spray if a giant wants to fight I don't want to dirty my new pair of Nike Air I'll shoot you down, yeah, I'll fuck you up and go fuck yourself I have no opponents, tackle at the throat, don't talk about fair play Determined to succeed, I don't give a fuck about ending up in prison I'm alive, thank God, I didn't come to fail And I have dozens of punches, I don't shout, I speak the truth No one knows how to ski but everyone wants Val d'Isère The suburbs are my home, I don't run away Even when I have debts, I stay at the bottom of the projects, my wife plays the aesthete And I won't cry, they want me to Meanwhile, I'm drunk under the spotlight, a victim of their stereotypes Man, we're too determined, no exaggeration, I'm not one of those who glorify the streets I'm one of those who rap for the working class Your mother, your sister, your father, your brother, your "cle-on" (penis), your hate, your beer, your estate, your ride Your girl, your money, your crew and all your friends Damn, I overdo it, I'm afraid of all my mistakes I'm not an exemplary son, I gave dirty money to mom While asking myself at the same time how to exist without a father I left hell, I said enough, it wasn't stable In dirty basements, I dealt so much weed Story of a free spirit, rest in peace I had a loose tongue for window shopping 16 bars is nothing, I've already done 120 measures In one day, a few beers and 30 pure joints Paranoid, I doubted, I cut with ammonia With Alka (chemical) don't worry, XXX (unknown meaning), please
