[Translated from French]

Don't argue tastes and colors
Elingi Ya Trafic

Stealth mode disactivated
The voice in my head says : "Fuck
What I wouldn't do for some loot."
When I was starving, nobody gave me bread
Now violent couplets, I have more than 1
Crazy state of mind, I got courage, I'm always set to go
I hit 22 when I see them, 23s always on the feet
Many fight wars over sex
And others fight them so that they stop
Nobody wants to die alone so we couple up
In the basement, in the shadows, we cook
In the hood, it's chopped up and wrapped
Senseless violence, we know what it costs
Gotta show them that you can be impolite
Here everything is black so the laws are abolished
Cold looks are symbolic [of]
Knee on the neck of the judge and the police

[Chorus]
In the city (I'm in the Beemer, I ride)
Haters want me hurt
(chorus repeats)

I spend my life in the studio without paying rent
River of regrets, my dreams are drowned
I release this song because my heart was crushed
To the wolfs face, would you dare to bark?
Melancholic, life disappointed me
Death will come to heal my wounds
Sleep and I have a mutual understanding
As time passes, both of us have often held each other
Now I realize what I lived through, hallelujah, I survived
You can't argue tastes and colors
To see peace, you must meet pain
Don't get close to mine, I'll slit your throat if you try
Eleven forty is the time of death
"The cause of the problem" is what they call me
I dug my grave, missing the call
Don't attach yourself to me, you might sink Dear
The time to react has passed
Outside it's war, stay at home
Keeping hope can cause you to lose your mind
Heart of stone, magnum loaded inside my coat
When the cats away, the mice will play
Our love won't last, because my feelings are in tatters

[Chorus]
In the city (I'm in the Beemer, I ride)
Haters want me hurt
(repeats)

I'm in the lambo, showing off
(Repeats)