Début d'empire [English translation]
Début d'empire [English translation]
[Stanza 1 : Bigflo]
Letting your friends go
Spending the night in the lab with Oli
Bringing Hip-Hop back to life
We just assembled the rhymes and the chords
And we haven't changed the world, no, not yet
I cancel the truce and then I attack
My friend told me
"You're living your dream while I'm working at uni
So I don't give a shit if you complain, you gotta integrate yourself
Here, we'd all like to have your problems"
He's right, but it's not that easy
The pressure of all these new things happening to me
Oli and I, we told each other we'd never give in
I want whoever's listening to this knowing that it's true
Yeah, I want them to know all I have in my gut
That I write what I scream, that I live what I rap
That I work with will even though I stagger
That I work all night long so my sun shines brighter
The desert, walking for hours on end
And we won't stop 'till we're te best
This is only the beginning, the tournament is not over
We'll never be trendy but we'll always be here
The pros are liars, don't think we're anything like them
They forget that you don't calculate music, you feel it
So go fuck yourselves and all your colleagues
My true victory is that they're singing my songs in my old school
Thank you for your support
To all the hands in the air, to all the aspiring rappers
We need you, the visionaries that lift us up
Sit down, you're the directors of our dreams/you're the dream fulfillers*
It hasn't been long since I changed, I accepted myself
I went through the mirror, I embraced my reflection
Hugging myself, it might seem crazy
But if you feel hate, you should do the same
Being an adult isn't drinking coffee, smoking cigarettes
It's respecting your family and taking care of your close ones
And I know I can do better
I could become one if I don't have to become serious
I'm still proud, obviously
Of all these shows to fill, of our starting empire
I decided to clean up, and I got my 2-floor tour bus
I put Pikachu in a box, see you friend
I have to grow up, it's hard to tell myself I'll be 24 soon
Things are playing out to be wonderful
With the hermano** in osmosis in the cosmos
Dad your sons are becoming men despite their bohemian lives
We always give it all, careful with our poems
The start of a kindman, brother's holding each other's hands
All of that in a single album, imagine the second one
[Chorus : Bigflo & Oli] x2
And altough few people believe it
We took an appointment, we're waiting for our hour of glory
They told us "It's crazy, you haven't changed
Don't forget we're you're from, you could go back anytime"
[Stanza 2 : Oli]
Sometimes the future whispers but I can't hear it
Yanis tells me "Real life, all our problems, when are you gonna talk about that?"
I'm acting like a fool but I'm scared
Did you see what we just went through?
Think about it for the next song
Great encounters on the way
Hypocrites don't count
I think about my dad and his guitar without any contract
In the studio, my bohemian life creates barriers
Scared of saying "sorry, I've got a concert" on the day of my wedding
I wanna give up sometimes when this world disgusts me
But there's this dad whispering to me "Guys, my son listens to your music"
My grandmother is from Algeria, hard like her month's ends
I'm gonna celebrate my 20th at the Zénith and the Olympia
I chose to be honest, and to kick the truth
Don't give a shit, I'm enjoying it, if it stops I didn't deserve it
We'll sing and change the world at the same time
I write to hear Flo's "Good job" when he listens to my stanzas
Thanks guys, for your help
For all your words when I've got the blues
Brothers, do it well but please don't talk about Toulouse
Death, give me an hour to rap one last time
Chasing happiness that might be behind me
I wanted to live it with my brother, I wanted all of our dreams to grow
I don't care about the sea villa if I'm alone in it
My friends tell me "Do it for us"
They think I'm a fool
At the concert I saw my young self, with my hands up in the crowd
In the field of possibilities, I planted a seed last night
Impolite, I talk with my mouth full, yeah full of hope
Two brothers, a visionary
Life isn't just money, it's being happy... and a millionaire
I'm depressed chasing an honest girl
They tell me "Beware, love is rare and the worst remedy"
Meanwhile I manhandle my body and put my heart in quarantine
And I go from town to town, from cries to laughs, from scene to scene
Alone, Cap' square, I think about my future
My ennemies are behind me but I can see them coming
I pass a Mc Donald's, I have friends working there
They're working after uni, and I'm rapping and I'm complaining, that's the worst
They pay me to see me, we make girls cry
I feel stupid because deep down, I've never saved lives
Yeah we work one, it's only the beginning, be sure of that
In front of the wall they censor but I know talents last
Fists clenched, my friend swore on Mecca
Since I don't have a religion, I swore on my mother
We swore to never forget, on my head on his head
He held out his hand and I swore to do the same
Dear critics, I'll soon be the best, you gotta admit it
I'd rather push at open doors than throw myself out the window
Thank you for your letters, it's hard to read them all to be honest
When we meet for the first time, I feel like I know you
Why me? a southern guy who lacks confidence
I cross my fingers, my head still full of yesterday's dreams
I can't believe it but I'm slowly seeing it
And you, imagine all you could do
It's the end of the sold who lie in front of the mic
She says "I'm happy for Oli but I miss Olivio"
I stare at the void up in my tower
A foot in the real word, I wanna be the best
[Chorus : Bigflo & Oli] x2
And altough few people believe it
We took an appointment, we're waiting for our hour of glory
They told us "It's crazy, you haven't changed
Don't forget we're you're from, you could go back anytime"
*play on words on "réalisateur" which both means "director", but also from the idiom "réaliser ses rêves", "to make one's dreams come true"
**brother
- Artist:Bigflo et Oli