Yo, Jules, yo, yo
We hate each other and we love each other, in a disastrous way
Because in our place the sky is dull like
Yo (let the sound spin a bit), yo

We hate each other and we love each other, in a disastrous way
Because in our place the sky is dull like a station on line 2
They don't understand our lives because they don't know what we've been through
We could fake smiles but even that we can't do anymore
Tell the racists we fuck them
Tell the bailiff we won't move
Let him go jerk off on Conforama catalogs
I only have one team, it's my family
I don't give a shit about what people say
I came into this world without a label, without a publisher, without a record company
Nothing in the wallet, we had everything in our hearts
Dad is an honest man, mom is a hustler
You know where I come from, voices rise and education ends
Once the student surpasses 1.80 meters
In fact, life hit us right in the face
So much so that from one thing to another we end up with stitches
We will pray to the sky, hoping for a miracle to come
The hyenas feel the tumor and I'm in an Iraqi mood

I expect nothing from anyone
It's not the nice speeches that warm me up when I shiver
If my deep thought had a title, it would be
They can all go fuck themselves
I expect nothing from anyone
It's not the nice speeches that warm me up when I shiver
If my deep thought had a title, it would be
They can all go fuck themselves

There are no laws in my city
They say we are made in the image of their God
Of course there is no black in the Bible
But there are rapists in the Church, it sounds crazy when you say it like that
But since they don't have beards
I think everyone doesn't give a shit
Originally we were kings, with gold as clothes
They came to plunder us, all in the name of Christianity
Our beliefs are not ours, they are just slavish
Wooden cross, iron cross, it doesn't mean I'll go to heaven
Arrived in France, thinking of taking back our money
But we did the opposite, we give them much more than before
We could have stayed in the country, and then rebuild Africa
But we are desperate in the name of money and certainly not the Holy Spirit
No, often in the red, we go through the purple seasons
400 years of scars, memory in the skin like Jason Bourne
I work for my people, I strive to open their eyes
But you know how blacks are among themselves

So I no longer expect anything from anyone
It's not the beautiful speeches that warm me when I shiver
If my deep thought had a title, it would be
Let them all go fuck themselves
I no longer expect anything from anyone
It's not the beautiful speeches that warm me when I shiver
If my deep thought had a title, it would be
Let them all go fuck themselves

Yo, we steal, we bleed because there's no healthy violence with us
Out of tune because we don't know how to play the piano
Or even the cello
We only have our street art like Luciano
We imagine the worst
When we see the Scenic pass by
We worry as if we were leukemic
We're looking for a full-time job, but we only find it on the street
Because the agencies don't understand us and Busta Flex no longer answers
That the brothers end up smashed, dogged and in debt
21 joints a day as if it were the summer solstice
Dad thought I wouldn't grow old before my time
Mom thought I would become Slobbery at 20
Capitol, Sony or Def Jam
Understand my style is not their slave
Money and money, glad you like my rhyme
I'm obscure, I only sleep with one eye open like Jean-Marie Le Pen
We only rap about our deficiencies, our sorrows and our bad luck
Who wants war prepares an advance
Who wants peace prepares a No man's land

So I no longer expect anything from anyone
It's not the beautiful speeches that warm me when I shiver
If my deep thought had a title, it would be
Let them all go fuck themselves
I no longer expect anything from anyone
It's not the beautiful speeches that warm me when I shiver
If my deep thought had a title, it would be
Let them all go fuck themselves

Yeah, let them all go fuck themselves
Jules
I light up my city

And I, I would like to say, if you allow me
That France, France and its government must know that
France itself no longer interests people
To seek visas to come here
Stop using immigration as a stamp
To get elected or to stay in power

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