We stay serious in our business
In the way we talk to our brothers
Each burned CD is a piece of truth
I can't mess up
Today, too many people are concerned
We stay serious when we
Talk to our audience
So that they don't idolize any MC
Each of us is magical
No one impresses me but each
Of us is unique
How many realize it? And how many
Die too quickly? I repeat?

The rare fear ra that you can
Take the career and say hou!
This guy holds up
His story is not blurry
Where? Can we check where?
Can we see it, where, where?
On the albums of fat rappers or
On the albums of his crew?
Assassin, uncertain future
But pole-position on the field
When Hip-Hop becomes the means
To give hope to the kids
To the girls to the old, to the vermin
Rockin', Rockin' outclasses all the bitches
Here it's jumpin' jumpin'
My expression is worth all the protests
And when I squat your station
We remember my performance
Remember that before no radio
Played Hip-Hop
And today they all want to transform
Our music into pop!
A bass, a bass-drum, a hi-hat
A snare drum
More than fifteen years of career
Justice still fucks its mother!
Yeah man, we have to be serious in our business
I want more brothers on the dancefloors
Than in the prison speakers
Hardcore crews that resist
In misery our music is popular
Represent it and be proud of it!
It's music for the homeless
The illegals, the survivors, of the flexibility
I worked so that you enjoy listening to me

We stay serious in our business
In the way we talk to our brothers
Each burned CD is a piece of truth
I can't mess up
Today, too many people are concerned
We stay serious when we
Talk to our audience
So that they don't idolize any MC
Each of us is magical
No one impresses me but each
Of us is unique
How many realize it? And how many
Die too quickly? I repeat?

You didn't understand me left too soon
We'll see who will be the geois-bour and who
Will be a part of the sad ghettos
Who will be a bitter old man
Bathing in his solitude
Or a young fool killed
For an attitude story
Who will be a respected father for his servitude
Or the one humiliated by his children
Who have become too rude
Who coming from the neighborhoods will not be able
To set foot there anymore
Time speaks for history and one
Day from history springs the truth
People die in the street
No one to pick them up
Death is a reality and
At home we try to avoid it
My brothers support me and stop messing with me
As soon as my back is turned
Thanks to the woman I love
For being by my side
When I need to talk
When I need to cry
When I need to hold her, to kiss her
You know it yourself!
My phrasing keeps its direction
Gains in maturity
And all the police know that
I represent a danger to them
Young man from a
Popular neighborhood enlightened
By the light that peace can
Bring to the young lost brothers
But here it's war, nerves on edge
Lost youth so we stay serious and we
Rush the walls on the avenue
Open the doors
Other movements than the monopoly
Of show business
It's Assassin crew who resists
No one can test!
I want warmth, love and friendship

We stay serious in our business
In the way we talk to our brothers
Each burned CD is a piece of truth
I can't mess up
Today, too many people are concerned
We stay serious when we
Talk to our audience
So that they don't idolize any MC
Each of us is magical
No one impresses me but each
Of us is unique
How many realize it? And how many
Die too quickly? I repeat?

All alone in my corner
My radiation is worse than that
Of France Inter, Europe 1, TF1 or MTV
When I let go it goes crazy
Like at Lee Scratch Perry
It's not sure that we reincarnate so
I have to enjoy my life!
It's not sure that you reincarnate so
You have to enjoy your life!
I don't calculate neither unemployment, nor the elected
Nor the RMI survival happens daily
And tomorrow is today
And every minute I live is
A minute that I appreciate
Few people will understand yet
Many are concerned
Many have dark circles
Smoke reddens the vision
Of young angry brothers
Lost, we have to hang on!
I know it, you know it yourself

We stay serious in our business
In the way we talk to our brothers
Each burned CD is a piece of truth
I can't mess up
Today, too many people are concerned
We stay serious when we
Talk to our audience
So that they don't idolize any MC
Each of us is magical
No one impresses me but each
Of us is unique
How many realize it? And how many
Die too quickly? I repeat?

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