Yeah Fouiny, yeah
Apart from that

At school they cut down the tree, how to choose my branch?
From hating blacks too much, Le Pen has sleepless nights
How many doors have I opened?
How many mouths have I shut?
How many mothers are underground?
How many fathers are locked up?
You often feel this emptiness when the bailiffs leave
I've eaten stones but I've never shit an apartment
The street is the jungle and I take the lion's share
I've been around Africa, I've got the Western Union flow
Brother, I'm not a Blood
But I've shed blood and not just a little
Always in red since the cops dress in blue
If only one must remain, I didn't want to be the chosen one
I move forward without looking back, my own brother is no longer
When sincerity walks jealousy runs
I worked all nights so that my records see the day
You want to clash Fouiny Babe? Take a ticket get in line
Haters, there's still no Ballon d'Or in League 2

And if the doors close, even in the shit
Bro never forget, try again
Make your way don't listen to people
Respect before money
Bro never forget, try again
And bro whatever the pain
As long as the parents hold on
Never give up, try again
They know the chorus
They know I come from far
Bro despite my complexion
No one could stop me

I started at the bottom of the ladder they didn't give much for my skin
I remember the pasta, the corridors and the yoyos
Morocco filter, I don't go on stage without the odo
Brother I haven't changed, I still eat Alloco bananas
Senegal, Mali, Ivory Coast, Algeria
Tunisia Mauritania Benin Guinea-Conakry
A foot in the hall a rre-pie was enough for us to gole-ri
I think back to prison to the home to the brothers they took from me
I'm just a little rapper, I won't get the Nobel Prize
But when I release the album it's New Year's Day, Eid, Christmas
Little re-fre fiery, white re-noi or re-beu
Funny Journey, the sound turns in the Clio II
Still not tattooed, the marks are inside
New album, outdoor canteen
The haters want my platinum skin
Leave at the top early like James but in the din

And if the doors close, even in the shit
Bro never forget, try again
Make your way don't listen to people
Respect before money
Bro never forget, try again
And bro whatever the pain
As long as the parents hold on
Never give up, try again
They know the chorus
They know I come from far
Bro despite my complexion
No one could stop me

In what world do we live? Raised in a hall
I made round trips, I sang "What is my role?"
I wanted to take flight, but not like Aaliyah
The little ones from the neighborhood all want to sign like Bacary Sagna
And when I look at my life, I say to myself "It's madness"
I think back to building F, to the brothers from Mantes-La-Jolie
To the great ones we lost, to the dramas, to the plagues
My freedom moves away when the Mondeo approaches

Wanting to get out, rubbing shoulders with the worst
Misery inspires me, toil, succeed
Living on "maybe", parents get into debt
It's dark in the head, the days repeat

Wanting to get out, rubbing shoulders with the worst
Misery inspires me, toil, succeed
Living on "maybe", parents get into debt
It's dark in the head, the days repeat

And if the doors close, even in the shit
Bro never forget, try again
Make your way don't listen to people
Respect before money
Bro never forget, try again
And bro whatever the pain
As long as the parents hold on
Never give up, try again
They know the chorus
They know I come from far
Bro despite my complexion
No one could stop me
No one could stop me

Try again
Try again
Try again

They know the chorus
They know I come from far
Bro despite my complexion
No one could stop me
No one could stop me

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