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Performer Bigflo & Oli

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Translation of La cour des grands from French to English

So, kids?
What's new since last time?
You feel ready, right?
You're not nervous anymore?

This is the story of two brothers, who write in their rooms
Who fell into rap by chance and are taking their chance
Who feel the gears clicking into place, the old kings faltering
It's high time for times to change, it's the moment
Dry your tears and prepare your blade, come with us
Get in the game, come reignite the flame
For us it's more than rap, it's our whole life
It's more than fans, it's our whole city
It's not a question of age, not a question of color
Not a question of race, weight or physique
But it's a question of soul, it's a question of pain
It's a question of rage, faith and music
And maybe we're wrong, maybe we're the fools, but come on let's go for it
And if we haven't changed the world, at least we have changed
Maybe we think we're something we're not, we're not ready yet
We're in front of the big door, have we chosen the right key?
Drop the beat so I can rap, so I can snap, so I can hit, so I can show we're hungry
We're tired of these guys who say nothing in front of the mic
Who look down on us, who belittle us, who mock us, who lie to us
Who change their speech depending on the product they're selling us
They rap like they could do sports
I never do sports, because I spend my time rapping
I want to live it to the fullest, Oli told me to aim very high
So we worked, scratched for some (yeah yeah yo)
The wind turns like the wheel
I don't turn the other cheek anymore, frankly I have to confess
I'm scared, often people push me to the edge
I feel more jealous, there's nothing more taboo than the heart
Crossing the mirror, I dream of joining them
Help us tell them we're hungry, we're full, they can fear us
We don't have a thug life, not a tough face
So we won't make the little bourgeois dreaming of adventures
I definitely have a hard time accepting that the end is coming, you need to know
I hear voices in my bed, alone at night telling me "Biggy no don't give up"
I will give my time, my voice and thousands of lines, millions of sentences
And then I hear them spouting nonsense all the time, they haven't grown up
They pretend not to hear us, pretend not to see us
But the kids have grown up in the dark, we're coming to take power
For a long time, we wait, every day we learn
We want to enter the big league.

The big leagues, that's it
But who do you think you are?
You haven't done anything yet, accomplished nothing
And you, Oli, (me?) Do you have something to say to them? (Yes)

The sun is going to rise, everything is calmer here
In my family cocoon, far from the glitter of the capital
The same childhood room, without curtains or backstage
The posters watch us and reflect our laughter
Let's rap about real life, and everything that resembles us
I'm going to shout it loud for those who have left so they can also hear me
Stop messing around, take this sound as an attack
They tell me "make sure, do good, we've been waiting for this for too long"
Hours for a photo, letters they haven't read
I was like a museum visitor talking to statues
Rap fan, in front of the mirror I've cried too many lyrics
So come and unplug my microphone if one day I get big-headed
And I believe, like a madman waiting for his wife's return
I have no choice, we're going to do it at least for the two or three fans
We're going to take our chance, you're going to hear our voices
Those who didn't give a helping hand will regret it
Tomorrow it's us, the bar is high who can reach it?
On a pile of projects, we're going to mow them all down
With or without a trophy, we're going to bite into life
We've wanted to do this for too long
Because this album will be the trace of our passage on Earth
They would be capable of selling us silence
An empty room facing a great pianist, a full zenith for a lying rapper
Star seeds plant themselves, success is only illusory
Because even at the top of the bill you have to come down to see it
We need you, it's the start of a new era
Most of our steps, we take them between brothers
We can't mess up there will never be a plan B
You have to climb the slope afterwards, otherwise, we're going to crash
Since we were little music follows us
We're hungry hold on we're going to change the rules
Turn up the sound in your headphones they only hear my rap
We want to read our dream on the edge of your lips
Together, we are stronger and with you, even more so
We're ready, we're going to throw a stone in the still water
For a long time, we wait, every day we learn
We want to enter the big leagues

The big leagues
But the road will be long
And there are still many steps to climb
Good luck
As for us, we'll see each other again for sure
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