Violence, racism, lies
Contempt, fear cascading down
When you find yourself at the foot of this waterfall
And you find them there
It's because at the top
We are liars, contemptuous
Anxiety-inducing, racist and violent

What do you expect when love and water are lacking?
Humanity is fodder for the caterpillars of tanks
When man doesn't weigh much, placed on a bank counter
Their schemes are more deadly than a finger on a trigger

Your parents taken hostage because the bills are heavy
There are far too many hungry kids because the bills are deaf
And since time is money and luck is sulking
We're stuck in an emotional desert with not even a gourd

They play kings while our queens polish their offices
I watch them turn the lives of my people into a statistic on a board
I have only my pen to oppose their tricks and perversions
Division, that's the goal, to say it, that's my mission

Young people tired of their salads have all become carnivores
Too tense, too much money at stake, they make steel sing
They go from being students to executioners very early
But there are choices you pay cash for, so it's cage or tomb

We didn't live a castle life at home, occasionally a restaurant
Humbly just like when I let the pen speak
At the time when life, death are decided online
I grit my teeth because that man killed his reason

The traces of our fathers are erased
By the man without values but who just follows the plan
Our mothers' dreams are crushed
Because these sick people at the top only let the wind pass

The features of our brothers are emaciated
Because the colonists would like to see them work in the fields
Our sisters' jobs are downgraded
Sweat and blood, replaced in all hearts by the wind

The features of our brothers are emaciated
Because the colonists would like to see them work in the fields
Our sisters' jobs are downgraded
Sweat and blood, replaced in all hearts by the wind

They come to beg me for forgiveness as if I were a bishop
And that my back carries the weight of all their pitiful failures, oh wait
These paranoids see godfathers everywhere
And all their heavenly wishes end up on the ground in a disgusting orgy

Each of my raps sees my two blades spinning
And I silence the fools who say "oh, those two again?"
There will be no announcements, for those on the hot seat
We kill with finesse, and yeah, asshole, it's art

I've seen them treat a good heart as a weakness
Value appearances and not texts
To avoid controversy, we preferred to remain silent
And it's perceived as a distress signal

We shot the first verses
In front of the anarchists, the punks and the crests
Defended loyalty in the heart of the land of traitors
Where there are so many sermons that it's the country of priests
And the useful slaves play the rebels holding the masters' whip

I can't even say who's leading us on
Except that there are 60 million refugees on the raft
Stunned, shortly after the storm
Everyone wanted to eat
But there were only ten hands on the cake

I can't do anything about it, that's the way the world goes
I only have my seconds, to love madly
My deep pains, to heal gently
With one hand holding a rose, and the other a sling

The traces of our fathers are erased
By the man without values but who just follows the plan
Our mothers' dreams are crushed
Because these sick people at the top only let the wind pass

The features of our brothers are emaciated
Because the colonists would like to see them work in the fields
Our sisters' jobs are downgraded
Sweat and blood, replaced in all hearts by the wind

The features of our brothers are emaciated
Because the colonists would like to see them work in the fields
Our sisters' jobs are downgraded
Sweat and blood, replaced in all hearts by the wind (that's how it is)

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