I've never sold myself, I'll never have to buy myself back
I only have hatred to spit
I rap, it's real, it's more than 4K
It's more than HD, I need a million this year, you know

I have my mother's dreams in a corner of my head (ah yeah)
So, let's talk business
I'm ready to love but not to the point of self-hatred
We won't do everything they want for any amount
Don't try to know what's in my Evian bottle
My guys can all be very annoying
True, melancholic, because we come from credit France
Yeah, it's full debt
Crazy like the blade of a little one hidden in his tracksuit
I'm tired of news stories, knife stories
Rival gangs that look like two drops of water
Rocked by the sirens of the firefighters, I didn't get up on the right foot
Actually, I didn't get up at all, at eleven o'clock, in my bed, I was hanging around
A friend calls me, I don't answer
I'm afraid of what he's going to propose and I feel guilty
It's true that at the moment, I'm not very lively, yet
I'm as much in my thoughts as in real life, eh

Today, I'm here and tomorrow, I'm elsewhere (elsewhere)
Life is not a movie, I don't rub shoulders with the actors (no, no)
I don't want to stay on a bench stagnating (I don't want to stay, no)
I will always go further even walking on foot (yeah, yeah)
Today, I'm here and tomorrow, I'm elsewhere (elsewhere)
Life is not a movie, I don't rub shoulders with the actors (no, no, no, no)
I don't want to stay on a bench stagnating (I don't want to stay, no)
I will always go further even walking on foot (yeah, yeah)

Last night, I had a dream, I saw myself scratching my first measures
I was writing in the evening, outside, it was freezing, I don't care, solitude is a safe place
Sitting on a staircase, rubbing his pen until it wears out on a notebook
I'm with my dreams like a dashboard
Tonight, the moon is red like in Blood Born
The real ones know it, hit hard until the speaker cracks
You're tripping, I haven't even pierced, sometimes I feel like an old man

But deep down, what is music? Sufferings on a melody
I took hallucinating risks, I could have stayed at the factory
Both hands in the cement, victim of inequalities (and fuck your mother)
I could have turned on myself like a suicidal
Me, I know betrayal well
Wait for the anger to pass and only listen to oneself
But in the end, the break-up is like at the beginning of each verse
The hardest part is the first phase

But how I love you, dirty rap
You can't know, the emotion the scene can't be bought
I was far from being a pule-cra
I thought I would tell a life that no one would calculate
I know the struggle well, the end of the month when you only have a packet of pasta left
And even if I don't look like it
You can believe me, there's someone hiding under this cape, damn

Today, I'm here and tomorrow, I'm elsewhere (elsewhere)
Life is not a movie, I don't rub shoulders with the actors (no, no)
I don't want to stay on a bench stagnating (I don't want to stay, no)
I will always go further even walking on foot (yeah, yeah)
Today, I'm here and tomorrow, I'm elsewhere (elsewhere)
Life is not a movie, I don't rub shoulders with the actors (no, no, no, no)
I don't want to stay on a bench stagnating (I don't want to stay, no)
I will always go further even walking on foot (yeah, yeah)

Today, I'm here and tomorrow, I'm elsewhere (elsewhere)
Life is not a movie, I don't rub shoulders with the actors (no, no)
I don't want to stay on a bench stagnating (I don't want to stay, no)
I will always go further even walking on foot

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