Hécatombe [English translation]

My slaughter in 2007 starts by the death of the Father

Rest in peace, I've all understood, I've seen through their propaganda

It starts by an advert with vulgar girls

It finishes with children killing each other for bubbles of air

Down here we are lost and you know we are fooled

One reproach to my mother to have a bad-educated son

A little money to multiply, in the street we recover

I steal like politicians, do it because I've seen them doing

I make the 3-81 and I move on

I write rimes in a mess, it's for the inconsiderate guys without a home or without a work

We sell cheap rap, if you want we can sell you pruning

More often behind a mic2 than laid on a battle field

Child of the veil, every day gone backpacking, I reassure you

I won't go far, I have sticks against me

Come for a walk, in my bush, shocking words

Everywhere, shit in the pockets and friends in the coke

They check in at the ANPE3 with diplomas and professional bacs

It starts with a carrot, it ends by a hold-up

Cause we navigate in troubled water, cause they play us

It starts by a phantasm, it ends by a fight

It starts with a pavement thrown at a CRS4

It ends by a prisoner who learn to clench his ass

It starts by a checking

It ends by a blunder

Even the so developed France can vote for a dictatorship

Biography of an unknown person, it's bad luck that reigns

While Sam, the soldier child can die with his mouth open

The animal is at the stand, and soon to the pound, we all know

That human beings will return to the dust

We fight the truth, between us a gap reigns

And even if Man will be himself an OGM5 in a few time

Money deficit, in a block death operates, so call

The coronary, we fight each other for a piece of land

I've always my head high, leave death in a rear-view mirror

Even when my best friend took the plunge under a metro

A lot of kinds, a Mercedes and the nose full of coke

It's the panic in Paris, we rap because nothing's funny

Dissipated, we survive, but down here I don't live and I say to myself

that religion made more deads than HIV

I have the sickness stuck at me, I manipulate the lyrical art

For a day that my rime flies to a fiscal paradise

They check in at the ANPE with diplomas and professional bacs

It starts with a carrot, it ends by a hold-up

Cause we navigate in troubled water, cause they play us

It starts by a phantasm, it ends by a fight

It starts with a pavement thrown at a CRS

It ends by a prisoner who learn to clench his ass

It starts by a checking

It ends by a blunder

Even the so developed France can vote for a dictatorship

No one can hear us, no one can answer us

And since the 11th of September taboos collapse like towers

From the industry to the factory, from the good people to the too idiot ones

I see too little evolution of the thirty-five hours6 on the cotton fields

How to corrupt the most saint of the magistrates

with a case full of notes, here there's many guys who get so defensive

Hey sista, what's this story, surrounded by racists

Daily, my life stagnates and I see too many who don't act

The present time is an advert with prostitutes in G-strings

Now to find orgasm they need tools

And to find the evasion, me I need to smoke in speed, a great joint

in my mouth, put in my sensitive ____

It's my ordinary chronicle, between rap and bruises

An internal bleeding, has come infecting my area

It's the crisis, it's the affront, there's no more mano a mano7

All the males are calibrated and the olds are becoming paranoid

They check in at the ANPE with diplomas and professional bacs

It starts with a carrot, it ends by a hold-up

Cause we navigate in in troubled water, cause they play us

It starts by a phantasm, it ends by a fight

It starts with a pavement throw at a CRS

It ends by a prisoner who learn to clench his ass

It starts by a checking

It ends by a blunder

Even the so developed France can vote for a dictatorship

1. 3-8 is a form of work time2. Microphone3. National Agency For Employment4. Republican Companies of Security5. Geneticaly modified organism6. Refers to the maximum theoretical weekly hours of work.7. Means hand to hand

• Artist:Swift Guad
• Album:Hécatombe