[Chorus: Orelsan]
Leave me alone, Im in my zone
Leave me alone, Im in my zone
Leave me alone, Im in my zone
Leave me alone, Im in my zone
[Verse 1: Orelsan]
I fuck your girl and I cook pastas
To leave sooner, I don't even respect the cooking time
Under pressure, always in mission
I did nothing compared to my ambitions
I wanna cause damage, do something viral
Basically I wanna do what those who invented the HIV did
I never wanna do the same errors again
Haunted by the past, in the hurry to have Alzheimer's
Before I was bad, whisky in the paper cups
Half a bottle before going to work
All these dumb bitch by my side
Sexual terrorists, they just wanna do a blow job
Your life is shit, who's fault is it?
You're an extra in the biopic of someone else
You don't assume, you critic what you like
How many time will you say I'm dead before my comeback?
You rap like some white Rasta
Why do you rap like a white Rasta?
You took the codes of a music and stupidly apply it
While we move forward
You can find me in Caen's street
With a mix of which everyone took a sip
Between two dangling world
It's criminal, the way I kill time
Nekfeu, Orelsan, Neksan, Orelfeu
What were you expecting of better? Stars in the eyes
Yes, I grew up in the west
I have the same friends than at the time, us beforehand and fuck the rest
Yes, I was doing it to get my kicks
I was doing my clips and my discs hastily
But, as usual, there's always one guy hating
Some business stuff that'll destroys the vibe
Yes, I saw the fame like a mirage
One album left and I'll get a face job
Just to have again the same feeling
Of the era where I was copying Dizzee's flows
[Chorus: Orelsan]
Leave me alone, Im in my zone
Leave me alone, Im in my zone
Leave me alone, Im in my zone
Leave me alone, Im in my zone
[Verse 2: Nekfeu]
End of the control, I had nothing but the policewoman look
She's cute but she will not have Ken's dick
I make woman feel confident like a gay club
They wanna undress the top like a cupcake
No no, what did you think?
You want my trust, it takes time, takes time
I've build empires from my 10 fingers, my 10 fingers
2017 I'm still waiting for my Dido, my Dido
There's like a discrepancy between my era and me
Even in school, teachers didn't understood
How I could ruin my future, I had to find my way
I already had trouble choosing between the three starter Pokemon
Some nights, I didn't knew where to go
I'm not the kind of guy who beg
There's those who said: "Yes" but when I was asked:
"Are you in trouble?", I would say: "No" like Wallen
In this century, without the bank, you have no chance
Might as well take a nap on the emergency lane
Life, it's fast, generation 16 bit
Far from dick suckers, your emcees with no inspiration
You're under pressure when Orel invite you
Since 2011, we told you'll get your feat'
So we'll smash you if you suck off
And you'll go back to kicking on type beats
We might only have a few second left to live
You wanna hear from me but it's just a tactic
Tell me, why does these people get in contact
If it's only to make love on touch screens?
All ingrate, the state of the world worsens
Five grams in the head, it's the Holy Grail
One cracks, the other resist but it sucks, they obtain
Grief which is growing, but the cuts worsen
Out there it burns, it's cruddy, we think of everyone's good
I've opened my chakras, a bit of my people in every rap, bastard
L'Entourage, Casseurs Flowteurs
Neksan, Orelfeu, Orelfeu, Neksan
[Chorus: Orelsan]
Leave me alone, Im in my zone
Leave me alone, Im in my zone
Leave me alone, Im in my zone
Leave me alone, Im in my zone
[Couplet 3 : Dizzee Rascal]
I don’t speak French but whatever he's saying
I wear a Rascal flow, I ain't playing
I met him just the other day in L.A
He told me that he had a riddim that he wanted to play
And I should listen, if it’s really soundin' different, okay
Had a suspicion that he wouldn't just go out of his way
Must be official, I don’t really see an issue
What’s the worst that could happen?
Could be another crappy rapper talking about they're in the trap
And all that other skatty shit that they yapping
And then they turned the riddim on, it was snapping
It wasn’t lacking, had me bopping and tapping
I had to jack it, I told them I would definitely back it
I've just got to figure how to attack it
Could be an asset
Can't be just out here making a racket
For the sake of a pay packet, let’s make it a classic
It’s a dirty little beat, it reminds me of The Streets, Mike Skinner and them
I've got that old school feeling again
Two stepping in the ends, gun finger to the ceiling again
I give it a ten out of ten
Told the producer he should send me the stems
Somebody get me a pen
The beat's leng, I can’t even pretend
Give me the microphone and let me do what I do best
Give me the microphone and check 1, 2, 3, test
It's all bless, say it with your chest and all the rest
I don’t rest and I’m never gonna settle for less
The success, invest in a flat in the West
Have Jess with the 32F breasts telling me she's very impressed
I digress, took a holler, I messed
But ingest so it’s jiggy I guess
