My rap walks on water
Turned towards elsewhere like a shaman, seeking inner peace like an Ashram
Daughter of the pasha, I live where it's with Kalashnikovs that they squabble
My brothers are relentless, want to be rich, out of revenge, out of boastfulness
I try to be myself, no character, neither a big rebel, nor a great artist

MC, if I don't insult you, it's out of empathy
So don't invite me to your Band Party
Natural disruptor, free in the spiritual sense, as in the practical sense
Pack up your diamonds, I only see the blood of child soldiers from Central Africa
Don't talk about Human Rights to a country that locks its kids in asylum centers
Daughter of the Moon, Abracadabra I come out of the mist
Call me Arkana little street girl
I've grown up, I handle the pen like a samurai handles his katana
Dignified and standing like Havana was
A bit faded like the flowers of the asphalt
Street girl very hella inspired by the mahatmas
So I rap soul to soul

So I express what I have deep down
Inspired by the indescribable
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
The heart is true yet imperceptible
Hey, like the force that guides me
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Let me give strength to my people
Hey, hey, hey, hey
My rap has no model it's like an orphan
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Let me give strength to my people
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Stop, the empire I came to challenge my missile never deviated

I close in on myself when things are not going well
I'm like a Tuareg in the Sahara
I guide myself thanks to the star of Balthazar
And I prefer to listen to my heart than their gibberish
My rage on the mic is unclassifiable
Unadaptable since the sandbox
I didn't find peace, even in La Paz
I feel trapped Babylon is like Alcatraz
I already wanted to go far when I was not very tall
Real and less hard than when they apprehend me
Yes I seek greatness, but I know that the biggest hearts
Are found in the shadow zone, so the neighborhood haunts me
Leave me alone, I don't want to chase after time
Do I stay in the shadows because I know my rap disturbs?
I'm not on the same plane so deep down, there's nothing strange
I spread seeds of life in the era of the end of times
Daughter of the sun, Abracadabra
I wake up from sleep, call me Arkana
Little girl from the home I grew up, I handle the verb like one of your stories of your hearts are (?)
Badly seen like a black cat, whole yet escaped from the slaughterhouse
Comrade I arrive in scred my caravan passes without the dogs barking

So I express what I have deep down
Inspired by the indescribable
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
The heart is true yet imperceptible
Hey, like the force that guides me
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Let me give strength to my people
Hey, hey, hey, hey
My rap has no model it's like an orphan
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Let me give strength to my people
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Stop

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