[IAM - Dangereux Ft. Bruizza & Rahzel/ English Translation]

[Couplet 1 - Akhenaton]
I set spoken words on paper
Compose texts and chant them, yes my tongue is sharp
My offense is to speak loud
To relate what my consorts won't express on a mic
The camps are marked, we are modest voters
But nothing prevent to bring more terror in their errors
I thought, it wouldn't even brush them, but I've had to
Become disillusionned, when the judge wanted to convoke me
It wasn't the first timе for a rap group
That censorship strikes and the summons hit
Lеt's go I told myself, the text is cool, there's no hitch
Wrong, I became the public enemy of the ASSEDIC
Clearly, the high-rankings wanted my trophy
One month later, these fuckers were blocking my dossier
What cinema has the brass neck to do, tv, books
And magazines, for us it's prohibited
Incitement to violence
It's like if for every murders we would accuse Jack Palance
I have communication issues
The R.Gs listen to all my conversation
Which gives me chills, and it disturbs my life
My anger grow everytime "Minute" writes
Spewing unhealthy lies
Asking my mother if his son is an assassin
They trigger my revenge to their expense
If I could live far away from snakes
II thought I was a nice guy, an exemplary father, marvelous
For them, I am dangerous
[Chorus]
I am dangerous

[Verse 2 - Shurik'N]
If I was told that one day I'd be registered, on file
Simply for expressing my ideas
Tackling subjects deemed taboos
Putting on paper everything going on around us
I thought I was living in a free country, naive
I understood that undesirable are the minds not passive
By refusing to be a sheep, of getting back into the herd
Of closing the eyes and turning the back
To the format they tried to cram me in
I saw myself being qualified of rebel of a society
Hypocritical, where some have so much power
That with total impunity, they can spit on History
This black reflection obliges me to take risks
To free my thinking, to become a journalist
A fugitive, an informer, a louspeaker
Too often, located right in the sights
Of those thinking they're sheltered from the wise eye
From the ones on the lookout and not tolerating anything
Free speech, a big joke
Wide gap between what we hear and what is said
I enunciate facts despite what it costs me
Photos on walls, phones on a wiretapping set
They reproach me to shout too loud what I think
To put a mirror in front of people, this, it bothers them
And if the whites represents purity today
Even in full sun, all cats are grey
I wish nothing else but to do good
But for them, I am a sick sheep, someone dangerous
[Chorus]
I am dangerous