This is for our families
We know where we come from without knowing where we're going
Looking at the state of these streets and their evolution
We sincerely wonder when the riot, the revolution?
Hey, idiot, if I ask so many questions, it's because I don't have the solutions
What to do when there's nothing key to our good resolutions
It can't last, how many will have sworn it
To end up under a tombstone or in front of the jurors
Too bad there's not always a reward for our efforts
That at the slightest mistake justice makes us pay a heavy price
We do what we can with what we have, the means at hand
But the motto remains save what can still be saved, women and children first
I'm not crying over my fate there's worse than me
At the time you're listening to me above your head you may not have a roof anymore
My job is not to darken this picture
Anyway, it's not my fault if poverty remains the worst of scourges
We're not looking to get rich on other people's misfortunes
All truths are good to tell, even ours
In the course of a life there's a whole bunch of stuff that doesn't get forgotten
Like the death of your child before he can take his first steps

Our final outcome only the future will tell
Only God knows how it will end or negotiate
Mystery and suspense
Either in jail, or in a new Benz starting a top family
Or leaving a widow and a whole bunch of little Sat behind
Life hangs by a thread
This sentence could be my last
When I leave my guys who tells you I'll see them again?
I'm not safe from the blunder of the guy who tells me he's doing his duty
And or a fan who would have lost it
Would want to kill me like John Lennon, Martin Luther or Malcolm
Everything is uncertainty, it's a mess
Hard to see clearly in the midst of these turpitudes
Dedicated to those who lead dog lives
I report mine and you feel like I'm telling yours
It's the FF effect, guys more real than nature
This down-to-earth and at the same time immature side
When I'm flying like Bob Marley
I don't know if it's me or the street that's talking
I don't plan to see life fulfill my wishes
But if I die I will have seen the birth of "Hors-Série Volume 1" and "Si Dieu Veut"
On this before saying goodbye forever
I surely have a whole bunch of stuff to learn, challenges to overcome
No matter as long as my people are by my side
I might be one of those to count on

I go where life takes me
Where my feet drag me
I come from where people all say fuck the system
No matter the hard or soft way
Everyone tries to survive aware that we all stay
I go where life takes me
Where my feet drag me
I come from where people all say fuck the system
Believe in money, its power, the respect it exudes
Draw strength from love, hatred, sorrow or rage

I had to master words to defend myself because they are ammunition
If you don't have the words you're screwed, I had to burn my illusions
I had to shout them out too, that's the drama
People listen when you make noise, break things or point a weapon
Mine's a Mic, I film life like Spike
Smoke the night non stop, I had to decompress, code name, Don Cho'
I had to say it loud, I had to aim
We had lit a fire, I had to stoke it
I had to have a goal, I had to do my thing, there's no magic
Even if I speak in the past, it's about the future
I shouldn't be too lazy because I wasn't born with a silver spoon
I had to believe in it and not by complaining, my name is François
Reigning over nothing, I had to leave
I had to come back with full hands
FF I had to mark it
We had to come and show anywhere
You had to come and meet us, no matter when, maybe tonight
We had to keep hope, that's all we could do
We had to be sincere, not say everything that could please
I had to defend my opinion, my body, my humor
My family, my friends, till death, my love
It had to be and so much the better if it had to be
I remain anxious, don't think that everything was fine for me
Give me a high five but not in the eyes if you receive me well

I go where life takes me
Where my feet drag me
I come from where people all say fuck the system
No matter the hard or soft way
Everyone tries to survive aware that we all stay
I go where life takes me
Where my feet drag me
I come from where people all say fuck the system
Believe in money, its power, the respect it radiates
Draw strength from love, hatred, sorrow or rage

Are we fake or real?
In your opinion, good or bad?
Ask your friend maybe he knows us?
Between good and evil we navigate
We tell ourselves that everything is written, and that's life whatever happens
The system damages ours so hatred animates them
And it's normal if you feel it when we rhyme
Some find it incomprehensible
Normal, they're not the target
In court, it's never their names that are cited
They've never had to steal to live
Or know discomfort because of a life without balance
Or take drugs to feel free
Or get drunk to forget the fight that's being fought
All that I tell is minimal
I am neither a gangster, nor a saint, nor addicted to cocaine
I'm simple like my brothers and yours without laughing
And I know we all feed the evil and go on hunger strike or like Ali Brahim
I go where life takes me, where my feet drag me
I come from where we fuck the system
From where the streets are scary, from where hatred permeates
From where people break the law, from where good and evil reign

In short, I see that it's the same stories among the rich and the poor
Dealing shit and drugs and young people who waste themselves
In some cases it's a gag, whether we have influential parents or not
It's their ego that we mock and there's no more whites and blacks
From the minimum wage father to the one who drives a convertible
This same disgust when it's your flesh that comes to rob you
Dies with a syringe in the arm and completely isolated
It drives me crazy to see them damage themselves to the point of being sorry
We all have different ambitions
Let's respect our differences
In our streets few have the right references
Consequence, it's shit
And we accommodate ourselves to it
We live on nerves
And there's nothing convenient anymore
It's the money that holds the commands
Why play the thug when you have everything you ask for
At home there's no secret, money rules everything
The game is up and in the end it divides us all

I go where life leads me
Where my feet drag me
I come from where people all say screw the system
No matter the hard or soft way
Everyone tries to survive, aware that we all stay
I go where life leads me
Where my feet drag me
I come from where people all say screw the system
Believe in money, its power, the respect it exudes
Draw strength from love, hatred, sorrow or rage

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