I live on the third floor and my neighbor across the way flashes her headlights at me
On the second, my neighbor drinks a bit of alcohol, that crazy guy, well he beats his wife
On the fourth, the neighbor changes her mood, you'd think she's schizophrenic
Across the way it's joy, Aziz just got out of prison
On the fifth and sixth, the floor is shared by Portuguese and Senegalese
On the first, Julie and Marine talk about guys, as usual they're struggling
On the ground floor, the caretaker yells and lectures the children next door
Welcome to my hood
Brother, welcome to my hood
Here, people hang out under the buildings, but that's not to be said
They deal drugs, they sell in detail to go to the Maldives
When they see the morning raid, but that's not to be said
Lots of things hidden under the mattress, but that's not to be said
Someone knocks at the door, it goes "paparapa"
Photographed by the paparazzi
Prison cell, I won't go there
On the defendants' bench, there won't be any seats
Go ahead, detail your little thing
Don't worry, in the neighborhood I've placed some lookouts
Our crimes in the miscellaneous news
Divert attention and tell them nonsense
We know what's going on
In the Nkedo neighborhood, we know what they're liquidating
We know what we're doing
We know what we're saying
We know who is who
This is my neighborhood, I love it
Even if it's not the ghetto of Los Angeles
Not sure that time will leave us
We can lose our lives with weapons from the East

Life goes on like a stream
I'm going in circles, losing my mind
No more hope on the horizon
Weaken me? Eh oh, oh
Weaken me? Eh oh, eh oh

We smoke our brains out
These grams burn us, man
Our dramas have no limit
No need to brag
Big guy, a contract on your head and we eliminate you

Life goes on like a stream
I'm going in circles, losing my mind
No more hope on the horizon
Weaken me? Eh oh, oh
Weaken me? Eh oh, eh oh

She lives on the second floor in an apartment, she would like to get out of here
She is divorced because it's not the first man, brother, who disappointed her
I'm a mother of two children, a bit traumatized, my husband was beating me up
My tears are bills, numerous fractures and it kills, I'm sure I'm saturated
Since dad left, there was no more money to buy spread
Getting up very early in the morning, lacking attention, I hear the car skidding
Lacking esteem, fallen angels falling into the void
In trouble, our subconscious drags itself to the bench of suicide
Inked in sin, vice and danger, I chose to change right away
Switch to plan B, drugs, dope, from now on I drop it

Weaken me? Eh oh, oh
Weaken me? Eh oh, eh oh
Weaken me? Eh oh
Weaken me?

Life goes on like a stream
I'm going in circles, losing my mind
Higher than a hope on the horizon
On the horizon, on the horizon, on the horizon

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