Uh, oh, oh
Here come the problems
Younàs times Médine
L-H, Rouen, RILÈSUNDAYZ, Din records

Here come the problems (here come the problems)
Here come the cameras (here come the cameras)
Cut the production, dude (cut, cut)
I rap a cappella (goddamn)
I come to make my city proud
And my big brother Adil

Here come the problems (here come the problems)
Here come the cameras (here come the cameras)
Cut the production, dude (cut)
I rap a cappella (I rap a cappella)
I come to make my city proud
And my little brother Naïm

Here, it's Rotomagus
And Franciscopolis

I was a kid, I listened to Médine
Today, we feature together
What I don't say, I make nursery rhymes out of it
Then, we sing them together
Éric Zemmour, he's a fool but he speaks well (Mashallah)
I can't help but be proud that he's Algerian
The true face of man is in anonymity
The least of us, might be the best
Capable of the worst and the best like Twitter
I come to make my mark like the balls in billiards
Things they teach you that you understand later
They don't make punchlines but Carambar jokes
In the anti-theft cabin with cutters, we don't like Arabs except those from Qatar

I met a cop, he was nice
It felt weird (it felt really strange)
He wanted my card and an autograph
On his baton (say wallah)
I met Médine, I said "Salam"
He said "good evening" (Nahal Sheitan)
Damn, there's Younes (are you up for a feat?) We'll see later
Ah, the bastard

Here come the problems (here come the problems)
Here come the cameras (here come the cameras)
Cut the production, dude (cut the production, dude)
I rap a cappella (brr)
I come to make my city proud
And my big brother Adil

Here come the problems (here come the problems)
Here come the cameras (here come the cameras)
Cut the production, dude (cut the production, dude)
I rap a cappella (I rap a cappella)
I come to make my city proud
And my little brother Naïm

Here, it's Rotomagus
And Franciscopolis

I've been reassured since I knew
That Santa Claus is black like Jesus (ah yeah)
I'm beautiful like an Arab who accuses himself (huh)
Like an Algerian who apologizes (okay)
The fuckers have reactivated my chip (han)
I had put it in the name of Bizmuth (R)
When the French lose their beauty (yes)
It's all the others that he disfigures (han)
Ask your kid to draw you (yeah)
A terrorist or a villain (villain)
There's a high probability (ah)
That the character looks like me (hey)
But the bull doesn't get tired of carrying its horns (never, never)
And Ben Laden's niece votes Donald Trump
Oh my god, nothing surprises me anymore
My diplomas, it's the top album
I go into detox
To sell more doses to the junkies
I won't cut the Playstation even when Chez Naan breaks water

Here come the problems (here come the problems)
Here come the cameras (here come the cameras)
Cut the production, dude (cut the production, dude)
I rap a cappella (I rap a cappella)
I come to make my city proud
And my big brother Adil

Here come the problems (here come the problems)
Here come the cameras (here come the cameras)
Cut the production, dude (crak-boum)
I rap a cappella (I rap dirty)
I come to make my city proud
And my little brother Naïm

Here, it's Rotomagus
And Franciscopolis

Younes, Médine, Borat, Azamat (Younes, Médine, Borat, Azamat)
Médine, Younes, soup, sour cream
The hood stays open from Jumuhah to Shabbat (huh)
Oh, the cow
My Saint, Morocco, Rouen, LH

I'm not accusing anyone, but it's still curious

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