Intellectual poverty is not the privilege of the Ghetto
In terms of knowledge, everyone has their piece of the cake
Individual approach, desire to rise
Thirst to understand and learn on the path of truth
Yeah, it's sure in life, there are several schools
Think if you choose the one of lies and theft
It's not being a dummy to open a book
On the paths of knowledge, you will realize your destiny

Young man become what you are, not what they want you to be
A regular of drama with a weapon as the only accessory
Getting killed in adolescence is not funky
The real calibers are faith and knowledge
Never prostitute your soul, I quote
There is no color that deviates you from the path of success
You have to know who you are, stay focused
Do not curse the hole you fall into but what pushed you into it

Take my verse as a message, be attentive
Then extinguish in the ashtray, your spliff
I didn't come to give you a speech, but to make you think a little
Raise your head, stop playing beauty and the beast, because one day everything stops
Nowadays it's going faster and faster
Too many brothers and sisters, act in the void, get involved and incite
Think one day, big guy, to turn the page
On your past and raise your head for that there is no age

For all these mothers who brought us into the world
All these fathers, hands wounded by all these years of filthy work
All their sacrifices that we are too stupid to see when we are young
Did they teach us respect with a gun?
No! Do you prefer to be feared or loved
By testing, if you knew how many have died
Analyze yourself and your future
Raise your head and fight for the future

Scar-la, stop feeling sorry for yourself
Raise your head, look, no it's not dead
Tell yourself, the one who wants to get out
Get out of the ghetto and its bad luck
You know you have a choice, what are you doing with your life
Wasting a future, in the end it hurts too much
Man, my message comes from the heart
Pass it on to the brothers and sisters, Blacko comes to sing

I come to repeat what I've always said, for already ten years
It's Disiz alias Fifty CFA the tigen
Be free or die trying to be
I glorify the real ones, the one who kills the school I'm with you don't worry
I dragged my feet, proud to be on the quest
For the well-being of our beings, I want to be
In the image of Malcolm, Martin or Gandhi
Not Tony, I love my fellow men and I say it again

By doing nothing, the struggle has touched so many brothers
Why not move forward among us and set up businesses like Tang brothers
We had nothing as inheritance, just concrete walls
Even after failure, never let concrete
Starting from the bottom you have to aim high, that's what our efforts are for
Never go bankrupt like Corsair
Our writings have a message That's why we share them

From the same vintage, the same experience, play above, get out of the street
It's the rush, and we fear no one with our "Ericson"
No one is perfect it's true, like respect has its scent
Strength is the inside not just the punch
The same tensions animate us, the same animal instinct
The same troubles, the same refrain "life is brutal"
Defense in the system is not written stoned
Strength is to make obstacle, resist, grow and excel

Because they take away our chance from the start
Stronger we want to believe
We know we come from far
Even if they take your dreams for their worst nightmare
Keep hope in you
We will choose our paths

I break the ice, elovibe, rap is the message
So I raise my fist for the wise
Ex-bad boy, turn the page, African in soul
Big up to all the young people who study and work
Better a good CV than a big gun, because the gun jams
While a good job puts you on the right track
Avoid problems brothers
The strength of a man is the brain and not the revolver

I come to tell the kids that there is not only business to be in the elite
Guys let themselves die in the words, saying that the world is stone
I may only have the mastery of rhymes not the early riser type
But today I can move away when the vice tightens
Just say, they live better, but we have nothing less
Make the machine turn, let them see this gold mine, that hides the ghetto
Get up, fight it remains the anthem
Let's stop suffering, we are the future leaders

Too many departures, may God bless the births
May the young people who listen to me give their lives a real meaning
African tragedy, the world remained stoic
The oppressor takes his time to establish our historical truth
Even without a helping hand
May the young people from the ghetto hold their heads high, it's not forbidden
Coming from the neighborhoods you have too much weight on your shoulders
Keep your feet on the ground and avoid jail

Ghetto, child of the Ghetto
This song is dedicated to you
We come from below and we want to go up there
I broke my chains and sawed the bars
The one who doesn't want to do anything will always find an excuse to fall asleep
The one who wants to make it will always find a way to get out

I'm not the kind to be cool with a disrespectful young person
Who shows off and thinks that the X is affectionate
Young man, hold your head high, even if your heart is defective
Applause when you get out of the car, is that what you want?
Don't try to go faster than the music
Have confidence, take your time it will save you from misery
Troubles to which, you shouldn't even be confronted
Hold your head high, it's the best way to get back up, yo!

Turn up the car radio to its max
Let the world hear the message of a simple man on borrowed time
Only our fortune makes our difference
In the end we are the same, for a million different reasons
I came to say that a man, a real one always chooses
And he is ready for the worst when it's the family's honor at stake
As soon as a kid makes a mistake, no one runs to his rescue
That 6 million people live in poverty to this day

May the young people set up their structure
With a signature, like the African armor
If you don't listen to me, you're going to crash straight into the wall
For sure, it's prevention, fasten your seatbelt
You want to be the boss, succeed, continue your studies
That's a sure value brother
Do your calculations well, keep your feet on the ground
In every way, seek to touch your conscience
Our lives on earth, burn in the fire of carelessness

You, the young person from the ghetto, hold your head high
The street hurts you know, it has knocked you down many times
You live crazy things
So bite life with full teeth, do it, study on your own
Yo, I want intellectuals
Young prodigy from the ghetto? Young prodigy from the ghetto!
I would like guys ready for science-po
At the top, for my ghetto

I'm one of those lost young people, that the world kills flat out
That the world tortures with bombs and hard blows
But what do you think?
When evil haunts you, you're bad
When you're alone and you understand it, you lie to yourself, you're there, alone
Facing yourself, you think about your mother, you think about your faith
Because you're alone facing your loss like every night
Young girl, depressive, find yourself a very precise idea
To move forward when minds narrow

Stay dignified but tenacious
Do better, then do it, too many poisonous souls and hateful spirits
This hatred saddens me, it makes us stagnate in D2
Too many disgusting spirits, my only wish is to see the ceasefire
We have the same chance as them, know it
We took so many bruises, but so much the better, in the end we will defy the envious
It's when you want, I get up at each test
And when the blows rain down I can't help but turn to God

This is for my little brothers, hidden in a corner drinking
Believing that failure is full of Arabs and blacks
Prefer to respect the thugs than their dads
Faster than Christine Aron, everyone standing like Neg marrons (everyone, standing)
I want to see scar-las judges, lawyers or docs
For us there's not only cinema, football, crime and hip-hop
I lost myself without thinking in the paths
Get up, to honor my dad on the construction sites

Yo bro, you have to guard up stay a strong man, yeah
Yo bro, educate yourself and don't always hang out outside, yeah
Yo bro, think about the younger ones who see you as a role model (yeah, yeah, yeah)
So hold your head high

Show your claws if you grow up, big
Get out the contracts, understand quickly
That it's when you get to the top that they hang you
If you don't have good sense, get help compensate
Social ascension, requires a consciousness raising
And if you decline the invite
Don't forget to remove the thorns, from the roses picked too quickly
Here below it's the principle, I have no proof but I urge you
Not to believe that failure can be part of a rite, because it's not true

Ok, I want the young people from the projects to hold their heads high
We are not condemned to failure (han, han, han, han)
It's not a fatality, the young people from the city can also make it (yes!)
With twice as much willpower we can climb and reach the top (yeah!)

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