First words of the second album, I must not mess up, I must-
Fucking shit, shit

First words of the second album, the page is crossed out
The soul is saturated, I fueled up to make sure
No, there are too many people counting on us
(Ok)

First words of the second album, still with my brother
We came in peace, and we return in war
We touched the sky, this time, we touch the sun
We opened our hearts, so open your ears wide
I crossed paths with demons, with their beautiful fleeces
They wanted to take my talent, turn it into poison
I said "no", so they backed off
Then I rapped a text and the light burned them
The love I have for my brother is always victorious
Even death could not stop it
Because if he dies, I will always have him in my heart
And I will long to leave to join him, on the other side
In this environment I was very disappointed, I tell you straight away
Like the time when Orelsan refused us the feat
Yet, he knows how much we love him
Come on, no hard feelings, but a little bit anyway
So I wrote, until I was dead in the evening
So that my favorite rapper one day bites his fingers
I put on my coat to protect myself from the shit
By the way, I still represent Toulouse

French rap is shocked, it didn't expect to find us there
I'm listened to in Switzerland, in Belgium, in Reunion, in Noumea
I make the most beautiful art, I enter the nexus
I shoot in the plexus, I'm the nec plus ultra
I invest long term
I tear out the hearts of opponents to give them as an offering to my brother
We don't care about the comments
I swear that compared to this one, our first album, it's shit
I've eaten rap, I swear I've done everything
When the numbers came out I thought these sons of bitches were going to choke
Hahaha, no, I know, I'm teasing you
I see the reflection of my loved ones' pride in my platinum disc
So, raise your V in the air, if you're visionary
The day we become billionaires, you will all be millionaires
Always there to help us
Generation "I buy the album but I don't even have anything to listen to the CD"
But there is still hope, that's what they want to prove
My fans, they're my family, they're my strength, I want to protect them
They supported us, when we were at our lowest
Yet I know that one day, they won't be there anymore

Yes, bandit, the little ones have grown up
Now, we have beards, we're not so nice anymore
We're going to last, no matter the barriers
We bought shovels, to bury your careers

Hey, guys, stop fighting and comparing your muscles
Stop being proud of being just a bunch of ignorants
And girls, you're not just a pair of breasts and a butt
Stop dancing to music that insults you

And it's inevitable, how I kick this, it's inimitable
It's real sound, yes, yes, it's vital to me
Until victory, it's not just a passion
No, no friendly match, medical support, I'm in meditation
I navigate through life, I debit, I deviate, no invitation

In my box, I cash in and stack up little bits of rhymes
Not in front, I test them, I erase all their trickery
Still no gold chain around the neck
Yet I could buy the jewelry store
Little one you move aside, with your guys, you go aside
Don't play poker with me, in my sleeve I have all the cards
You have to peel off, look, under your feet I put C4
We'll cross paths one of these days
You're not capable of kicking like I kick, yeah you're unbagable
Bigflo and Oli always inseparable, not like the KitKat
We debit, we evade, we put on a show
We take the dough, you take the slaps, call a psychiatrist
But to say my flow my rhymes are too credible, always impeccable

This is for that mother who struggles with her credit
For that little one who doesn't want the future that's predicted for him
For those who have lost their jobs, who feel left out
For the children in hospitals, who dream of escaping
This album is for those "goodbyes", those "I love yous" that we didn't say
For all the times we couldn't fill the shopping cart
For our friends, our families, our loves and our dead
But especially for those who still believe
Soon I'll stop, soon I'll return to the country
I'm tired of seeing them brag, slander
Soon I'll remove them, soon I'll take off the fatigues
Soon I'll return to real life

Real life, huh?

I see myself at the back of the room, the bass distorting my chest
The crackling of flashes, the crowd feeling the effort
We put our guts into it, we almost went crazy
I hear my brother's voice telling me "smash everything if one day I stop"
Thousands of heads, full rooms from Marseille to Verdun
In this whirlwind, I didn't have time to mourn some deaths
When I have fun, I feel guilty, a madman yells at me
In my head, he tells me that the record won't make itself

Damn school system, I don't swallow their stories anymore
They treated me so weak that I almost believed it
Can you believe it? Me, the chubby kid from the school on Taur street
I became the youngest gold record rapper in Europe
Afraid of becoming a jerk, of being part of these clowns
You know, those stars who complain about photos and see us as numbers
I refused checks because I was lazy
In my lyrics, I said "love your mother" and I made mine cry
But what a fool I was, when I think about it
I only thought about my nice sneakers, I wanted to be part of the second France
Not enough money for a can, I was almost crazy
And I imagined that the rich were much happier than us
I was wrong, I went around France and the question
I saw little ones full of dreams and girls lacking affection
I have to break the score, yeah, making money is tempting
I don't know if I'll have a hit, I can't pretend

My loved ones try to prepare me for the worst
Caring, they tell me
"Rap doesn't last a lifetime, a career is quick"
When they're in the studio, they have a blank look
They all know that if it doesn't work, I'll commit suicide
I want to laugh until my abs tear
Burn our complexes and our old teenage impulses
I tell you to mask our fears behind insults without lying
Assume your tears, it seems that's growing up
Can you imagine my mother's face if the album flops?
Imagine the silence and the shame in front of all my friends
Imagine me without rap, with my head, my hanging arms
Imagine if I didn't have you, huh? If I had no talent
At three years old, tubes in my nose I said "no" to the cemetery
The reaper told me "I'll give you a chance if you smash everything with your brother"
I signed the contract, before going freewheeling
But I'm stressed, I know she's waiting for me backstage
My dear hip-hop, you're disappointing
They release an album every six months
I release a classic every two years
And I have a golden team, hardcore
If you take away my heart, I still breathe
I evacuate my fractures and each of my erasures
Mature, I have to assure, when my gaps saturate
I aim for the moon and evacuate my fears, the writing of my pen as armor
I rap with my heart, I don't do this to buy a car

I met those in trouble who would have given me everything
Dined with millionaires who didn't even pay for my coffee
May my brother and luck accompany me
I'll signal you, if we make it to the top of the mountain
On the other side of the mirror, I wanted to become someone
We believed in our story, we forced destiny
I almost lost myself in the superficial and the appearance
And I took the time to listen, to look out the window
This album is for the little one who is bored at the bottom of the towers
It's for these old people lacking love, who count the days
For the passionate, the little rappers of my city
For my best friend who is afraid, who doesn't know what to do with his life
It's for the not sure at all, eaten by doubt
For the shy ones, who turn around before a date
It's for the not muscular, the complexed who live anyway
Those who have never taken a plane but want the villa by the sea
I don't promise you the big speeches we like to hear
I don't have lies or dreams to sell you
No touch-ups, no glitter to be precise
I just rap you real life

(France 2, it's reality TV, but actually)
(Eh, that's why, I told you)
(They're going to get real life)
(Yeah, seriously) (they're going to get slapped, there)
(So, leave them in their delusion) (yeah, seriously)
(Leave them in their delusion)

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