Jules
We hate and love, in a calamitous way
Because at home the sky is dull as...
(Let the sound run a little)

We hate and we love, in a calamitous way
Because at home the sky is dull like a station on line 2
They don't get our lives because they don't know what we've been through
We could smile but even that we can't do it anymore
Tell the racists that we fuck them
Tell the bailiff that we won't move
That he goes back jerking off on Conforama catalogues
I got only one team it's my family, I don’t give a fuck of what they say
I came into the world without label, without publisher, without record company
Nothing in the wallet, we had everything in our hearts
Daddy is an honest man, Mommy is a hustler
You know where I come from, the voices are raising and the teaching ends once the student exceeds one meter eighty
In fact, Life has hit us in the middle of the face, so well that one thing leading to another we end up with stitches
We will pray to the Heaven, hoping that a miracle comes
The hyenas feel the tumor and I, I’m in the Iraqi mood

I no longer expect anything from anyone, it is not rhetorical flourishes that warm when I shiver
If my deep thought had a title, that would be:
Fuck them all
I no longer expect anything from anyone, it is not the rhetoric flourishes that warms up when I shiver
If my deep thought had a title, it would be:
Fuck them all
There're no laws in my town
They say we're made in the image of their God
Of course, there're no blacks in the Bible
But there are rapists in the Church, put it that way it sounds crazy
But well since they don't have beards, I think everyone don’t give a fuck
Originally we were kings, with gold for clothes
They came to loot us, all in the name of Christianity
Our beliefs are not ours, they're just supporters of slavery
“Cross my heart and hope to die!” that does not mean I will go to heaven
Landing in France, thinking about getting back our money
But we did the exact opposite, we give them much more than before
We could have stayed in the village, and then rebuild Africa
But we are lost in the name of dough and especially not the Holy Spirit Often in the red, we go through the purple seasons
400 years of scars, memory in the skin like Jason Bourne
I work for my people, I try hard to make them open their eyes
But you know how n***as are amongst themselves
So I no longer expect anything from anyone, it is not rhetorical flourishes that warm when I shiver
If my deep thought had a title, that would be:
Fuck them all
I no longer expect anything from anyone, it is not the rhetoric flourishes that warms up when I shiver
If my deep thought had a title, it would be:
Fuck them all
We steal, we bleed ‘cause at home there is no healthy violence
Out of tune ‘cause we don’t know how to play piano…
Or even cello
We only have our street art like Luciano
We imagine the worst when we see the Scenic passing by
We worry ourselves sick as if we had leukemia
We are looking for a full-time job, but we only find some in the street Because the agencies don't get us and Busta Flex no longer answers
Brothers end up wasted, frustrated and in debt
21 joints a day as if it was Summer solstice
Dad thought I wouldn't get old before time
Mom thought I'd become attorney at 20 years old
Capitol, Sony or Def Jam
Understand my style is not their slave
Cash and only cash, glad you like my rhyme
I'm dark, I only sleep with an eye open like Jean-Marie Le Pen

We're just rapping about our deficiencies, our sorrows and our misfortunes Whoever wants war prepares an advance, whoever wants peace prepares a No man's land
I no longer expect anything from anyone, it is not rhetorical flourishes that warm when I shiver
If my deep thought had a title, that would be:
Fuck them all
I no longer expect anything from anyone, it is not the rhetoric flourishes that warms up when I shiver
If my deep thought had a title, it would be:
Fuck them all
Yeah, fuck them all…
Jules…

I enlighten my city
And I, would like to say, if you allow me
That France, France and its government need to know that: France itself no longer interests people to look for visas to come here
Stop using immigration as a stamp to get elected or to stay in power