Music: Yann Chapelet
Back in the daysteenagers
Burning pot with my mates, no more haters
Smile on my face, young dreamer, ask me later, what's the taste of the bud in my paper
Innocent time, maybe wasting it, instead of sport exercises yes I'm lighting it
Moving myself, travelling, stepping but not pattering
Music just for catering
Local grocery, no low batteries in global robbery
Do you wanna wait for jackpot at the lottery
Are you kidding? this is why the F word remains in my glossary, I'm on a mission.
My rap is kind of local action.
Always looking for a new flow for my collection
Mention, with the beat I'm matching, action, no acting in the place,
Grabbing the mic is an act in reaction.
They want to rule the place, without asking us.
Grabbing the mic is an act in reaction.
Profession of faith, this is the question.
Turn the radio on and take an aspirin.
Call the inspector we're hacking the sector for a new vector.
Underground is the connector.
Knowledge is the clue, take a book,
Take a look outside, gray sky never blue.
In front of television news and politician's lose
To daily lies we're used to, are we amused?
Size it I'm on a funky cruise with no assets.
Writing tons of papers, finish in the basket
**** my accent, you didn't understand what I meant, give me your num I'm gonna fax it
Basking, dying under taxing.
Let me relaxing before collapsing
I can cry and smile at the same time, I'm multitasking.
Global robbery
Be in my little grocery
Local grocery, no low batteries in global robbery
They want to rule the place, without asking us.