Call me Le Dé, the one from Liège
4 triple 0 my town but I didn't have a choice
On the 28th of the 9.92, she gave birth
In this city where the junkies and the prostitutes never sleep
Protection of the mother, call me Ledé the untouchable
I'm scared, there's too much wind on the bridges
There's too many people in the squares
There's too much blood on the sidewalks
There's too many plans in my head
I let too much time pass
So I only look straight ahead
And I don't pay attention to the passers-by, and
Year after year, I manage on my own
A bit young but attracted to the basements
And when the city is calm, it seems that the cellars are crazy
It seems that the drinks fly
It seems that people are crazy, messed up, starstruck, in the Square
I'm not ready, looking bewildered
That's what people tell me
But I started drinking
At a time when the word 'drink' didn't exist yet
I rediscover my city with strong alcohol
I finally stepped out of my comfort zone, check

It comes from my street, my neighborhood, my fucking city
Liège 4000, fucking life
It comes from my street, my neighborhood, my fucking city
We all dream of leaving, but we stay here
It comes from my street, my neighborhood, my fucking city
Liège 4000, fucking life
It comes from my street, my neighborhood, my fucking city
We all dream of leaving, but we stay here

I moved six times in 10 years
Lg city
It's when I'm right in the middle of it that I'm the most distant
It catches up with me while I'm drinking
My body is Boulevard de la Sauvenière
But my mind is in Tajikistan
And it's stressful
I want to leave quickly but this city
Has a powerful effect on me
Sinking, fascinated by its shining lights
Trying to avoid a crushing failure
100% from Liège since kindergarten
But understand me if sometimes, I'm tired of living there
Because it's more to its inhabitants that I identify
Among the little ones, it's by uniting that we grow
And I hate the kind of arrogant person from Liège
Who by acting this way tarnishes the splendor of my burning city
Because it's to the people that it owes its reputation
At our place the party is in full swing
When you're in the middle of a sweating phase

It comes from my street, my neighborhood, my fucking city
Liège 4000, fucking life
It comes from my street, my neighborhood, my fucking city
We all dream of leaving, but we stay here
It comes from my street, my neighborhood, my fucking city
Liège 4000, fucking life
It comes from my street, my neighborhood, my fucking city
We all dream of leaving, but we stay here

It comes from Liège, Liège
Liège, Liège
Liège, Liège
Liège, Liège

Hard to take a step back
When you've lived 20 years in a basin
And even inside you it burns
Take a flaming peket, take a poorly cooked pita
The Belgian spirit my balls, the spirit of Liège inhabits me
But I acclimate badly
I want to change my parents' life, I'm Marty McFly
I want to make sure that mom doesn't cook anymore
And that she has clothes her size
And I could do it in Liège
But in Liège there's no papaya juice
And mom loves papaya juice
But forced to turn to the tap when you're broke
Here all the unemployed have luxury tastes
If you don't have a good anecdote, we don't listen to you anymore
Spend the evening in a café playing the Russian
At our place, we listen to the one who swears the most
Soon two euros for the bus
I see my mother doing the shopping on foot
While the TEC is having fun
I would love to smash a few bottles
On the heads of some sons of bitches
But like my city does
Sometimes in my texts I abuse

My street, my neighborhood, my fucking city
Liège 4000
It comes from my street, my neighborhood, my fucking city
My street, my neighborhood, my fucking city
It comes from my street, my neighborhood, my fucking city
We all dream of leaving, but we stay here

Ask Willy
Ask Willy
Ask Willy, it's shit sometimes here
Ask Willy
Ask Willy
Ask Willy, it's shit sometimes here

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