(Whoa, don't stop)
(Doubtful)
(Ba-ba-bah yeah)

You are the image of violence, we will preserve it
More hatred in your mouth than a thousand rap concerts
You represent all the media, thinking hypocrisy
All these bourgeois who stay among themselves, who talk about living together
On the sets, they play hot, I come from a strong listening
In real life you talk complaint, you never carry your balls
You are part of his victims, your life a great misery
Hurting you or insulting you would make you vice-ser
You know, France is called Antoine, Karim or N'Golo
We will never be able to get along, neither you, nor even Nolo
You have no heart, how to talk with such a glacier
Don't play the irreproachable guy, we have the same record
I represent what you hate "suburban, pair of TN"
I only go on Skyrock and I fuck RTL
For the Le Pens you are nothing more than a shitty foreigner
Who dreamed of being much more French than the French themselves

I come from hidden places that smell like a dungeon
I prefer the love of an angry suburb than that of the fascists
I am the image of your nightmares, a troubling past
My blaze, Thomas Idir neither really black, nor really all white
Just my pen and the piano, message to the French
"Especially, don't fall into the trap without offending you"
I represent what you don't like to see "a troubling past"
My blaze, Thomas Idir neither really black, nor really all white

In my songs I don't cheat, you know my heart speaks to you
We judge a man by his values, not the length of his beard
Don't see me as a barbarian because I fear my God
You must be alone and so sad, deep down I pity you old man
The Muslim is your nightmare, you fear the night they say
Everything is their fault, the passing time and even the falling rain
We will never be the same if you compare the songs
I'm in the hope of bringing together, you separate people
I have a label and businesses, I do my little business
If one of my fans is a fan of you "tell him to fuck his mother"
You take bundles on TV, our fathers, ten balls in the hour
If I compare you to our dads you're just a dirty wanker
You spend your life dirtying us you just break the balls
Except that the street is not CNEWS, you just shave the walls
You want the throne and the crown playing the role of the master
You're just good at fucking shit like an old internet troll

I come from hidden places that smell like a dungeon
I prefer the love of an angry suburb than that of the fascists
I am the image of your nightmares, a troubling past
My blaze, Thomas Idir neither really black, nor really all white
Just my pen and the piano, message to the French
"Especially, don't fall into the trap without offending you"
I represent what you don't like to see "a troubling past"
My blaze, Thomas Idir neither really black, nor really all white

I grew up there, I feel French, there's a taste of rupture
I came to tell you what I thought of me and my subculture
Always blacks and Arabs, always this icy theme
The smell of blood gives you wings, you smell racial hatred
Incitement to violence, you're in the worst crimes
You are proof that you can be stupid and yet read books
The news channels are hysterical, kill like an elite shot
Lick your ass, have no more esteem than Jean Kelly's crises
Hatred of the other, a business, you just take balls
They call it great debates, me just great idiots
I'm in the image of my ancestors, I wage war barefoot
If you knew how I fuck you, you and your brother Ruquier

I come from hidden places that smell like a dungeon
I prefer the love of an angry suburb than that of the fascists
I am the image of your nightmares, a troubling past
My blaze, Thomas Idir neither really black, nor really all white
Just my pen and the piano, message to the French
"Especially, don't fall into the trap without offending you"
I represent what you don't like to see "a troubling past"
My blaze, Thomas Idir neither really black, nor really all white

I want us to keep in mind
That not everything is equal
And that "there is culture", it doesn't mean everything and anything that is a hierarchy
I think rap is a subculture

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