Wait, before starting the album
Mej, can you light some incense, yes
Nico, can you turn up my voice a bit
OK!

May God forgive my deviations, my excesses, my shortcomings,
My yoyo in prayer, my sins, my heartbeats
For music, for flesh, for money
May he accept my repentance before the last judgment
May he give me the endurance to fight my demons
May he give me patience when I go through bad times
May he give me courage, strength and cement
To build for my children the bunker of a regiment
Yes, I've been rapping since I was 15
The song saved me from prison
A thought for Papou, we're waiting for you at home
The trials, the deaths, the street really screwed us
But life, it's like rugby, you get several tries
So I try even wounded by bad relationships
Because of all these knives, I have the back of a hedgehog
But don't worry, I've grown up
I'm not one of those who take revenge
But rather one of those who believe in God, too kind,
Too naive, that's my biggest flaw
My big heart, a bowl that has satisfied crows
Yes, I suffer, yes, I cry because I'm a whole person
If wealth is in the heart, know that many have ruined me
I smiled at death thinking that life was snubbing me
Thank God my family proved me wrong
I've known backstabbing, anxiety
But I hope everything's going well for you, but without a head gasket
Kilos of Exomil to hide my panics
A fake smile to hide my Titanic
I rapped my wounds, my hatred towards human beings
I cried all my ink for the African soil
I sang the discomfort of all the lower France
I am the child of the people so you know my fight
Even if I made money, I don't forget my HLM
I've always been sincere, I've always been myself
I rapped for the street with fantastic flows
I've always done the job and that on any feet
It wasn't for the rally, it wasn't for the crown
It wasn't to be credible because I am for my mom
I promised to the dad to honor his sacrifices
To become a man his story is my notice
My family and friends that I've had since 6th grade
I am rich in their presence more than Sacem
The artifices of show biz don't stick to my principles
I would have to play the thug to please journalists
So fuck you
I say this with enthusiasm
I won't be the caricature of all your fantasies
I keep my image, my principles, my values
In tribute to this youth who fight for their colors
At the time when the FN has brandished the torch
At the time when the FN wants me in a big zoo
I fight racism and all these grotesque ideas
Beware of the banana a la Dani Alves
At least for Inaya, Luna, Lenny
At least for those who believe in Cosmopolitania

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