Oh, I would like to erase the sorrow from my mother's eyes
May my memories be erased to forget the life I had
Murders and reprisals, at home, every day is war
In the heart of the neighborhood, man lives well

The countryside goes up in smoke, remember me, bastard
The countryside goes up in smoke, remember me, bastard
The countryside goes up in smoke, remember me, bastard
The countryside goes up in smoke, remember me, bastard

The day of my birth someone was dying
The day of my death, someone will be born
And in my dreams, you will appear, I hope heaven has spoken to you about me
Only you can kill me, but if you kill me, I would be too stupid
Only God can judge me, but if he judges me, I would be too ashamed
My eyes are not red but it still shows that I was suffering
The windows are tinted, but it still shows that I am fresh
Only my smile could tell you how much I hurt
I'm turning around Paris, I arrive in Prada like the devil
Stupid brothers, greedy dreams, they have the dough and the beef
Hateful so quickly, RS Q8, the million, it's the minimum wage of the rich
Hey, in the country, there is less money, but in the country, there are fewer problems
Because in the country there are no mailboxes, eh

Oh, I would like to erase the sorrow from my mother's eyes
May my memories be erased to forget the life I had
Murders and reprisals, at home, every day is war
In the heart of the neighborhood, man lives well

The countryside goes up in smoke, remember me, bastard
The countryside goes up in smoke, remember me, bastard
The countryside goes up in smoke, remember me, bastard
The countryside goes up in smoke, remember me, bastard

I never turned my coat, the most important thing is family
In the stranger, I see a friend because in my friend, I see a traitor
We promised each other protection, we even almost made it a profession
They asked me for concessions, I made them and now they say I've changed
My heart dried up, too afraid to love them, every time I love, I feel screwed
I have no example, my God guided me
I never followed the advice of my elders
In my neighborhood, they sell you death to pay for mom's treatment
If tomorrow I pray, I make mine shine, believe me, I have only one word
I never wanted anyone to support me
They wouldn't even understand a quarter of what I live
At home, everything is so sad, mom outside, the sun shines
Hungry, that's my state, that's my motto
I dream of becoming what I'm going to become
I believe in my sky, I believe in its lines, in everything that my God decides
Hey, come into my head, there are images
Puddles of blood, sheets covering faces
I am the way of mine because I have the same life except that I have a visa
Ayoub, what's the matter with him, he died
In the street, I fight like Boyka Yuri
Money and weed, Behjaoui, I smile
Policeman at a hundred, the cats and us, the mice

Oh, I would like to erase the sorrow from my mother's eyes
May my memories be erased to forget the life I had
Murders and reprisals, at home, every day is war
In the heart of the neighborhood, man lives well

The countryside goes up in smoke, remember me, bastard
The countryside goes up in smoke, remember me, bastard
The countryside goes up in smoke, remember me, bastard
The countryside goes up in smoke, remember me, bastard

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