Toka [English translation]

[Verse 1]

From dawn to dusk, we’re down there in your hall

A dark crew, black gloves: that’s my clique

Paris is Hogwarts, Medellin is magical

I’m not the one who is dancing, it’s my demons stirring me up

I’d recognize you, I recognize you, traitor

It goes back and forth, it starts again in a club

In the morning the sun comes up for every one

In the morning the BAC ** comes only for you

If you're trying to kill me, you’ll have to wake up rather early

Buying some bullets and emptying the cartridge, it feels good

I didn’t become a wolf to end up as a dog

Yeah, come on, old-timer, eat as much as you have teeth for

When life scars us, it’s high fashion

We accept what’s coming next under two grams of coke

The game's up, no one's talking about women

No one's talking about running away, get me some 9mm bullets

I’m half Bakyl, half Calabria

Two dragons behind on my back when you’re not around

The gun is loaded, step aside I’m about to pull the trigger

Pass me some of that stuff, I do it like in Guatemala

I’ve already entrusted everything to my brother

Don’t spit out the names of the dead, without remorse you'll burn

The regrets of a life, the tears of a man will never flow like the cries of a woman

Fianso

[Refrain]

The crew is armed with tokas

The crew is armed with tokas

The crew is armed with tokas

The crew is armed with tokas

Algiers, Paris, Baghdad

Algiers, Paris, Baghdad

Algiers, Paris, Baghdad

Algiers, Paris, Baghdad

The crew is armed with tokas

The crew is armed with tokas

The crew is armed with tokas

The crew is armed with tokas

Algiers, Paris, Baghdad

Algiers, Paris, Baghdad

Algiers, Paris, Baghdad

Algiers, Paris, Baghdad

[Verse 2]

Know that I just need a spoon to break out

We’ll get out of here by cutting through the wire netting

Raiders of freight and sorting offices

It doesn’t smell like a Christmas tree, it reeks of a clutch

At this time it’s tense, we’re not leaving our towns

You haven’t seen my face, don’t take a pic of me

Go and fuck yourself, that’s exactly four words

Bring out the quad exhaust, go fast in a batmobile

Kader is out, grim racketeer

No one betrays the boss, man, you’re cracked

I arrive at your club to sing for an hour

When leaving I recover all that you’ve spent

Whether to take of her jeans, or to keep her nails on

Before Fianso, you’ll see that she won’t say no

Broken reverse gear, I aimed at the Harki

The bullet which has gone out won’t come back into the canon

I rap about my lifestyle as long as there’s some flow still left

Big bro, I struck, I took 28 plots

I’m in the dream team, I’m taking back my bonus

At the time of your crime, I took your Hublot

I don’t know how to say farewell, I don’t know how to say “I love you”

The demon is unleashed, I’m no longer holding back: run!

Regrets kill me, memories get the better of me

At night I call my father when I’m stuffed

Fianso

[Refrain]

The crew is armed with tokas

The crew is armed with tokas

The crew is armed with tokas

The crew is armed with tokas

Algiers, Paris, Baghdad

Algiers, Paris, Baghdad

Algiers, Paris, Baghdad

Algiers, Paris, Baghdad

The crew is armed with tokas

The crew is armed with tokas

The crew is armed with tokas

The crew is armed with tokas

Algiers, Paris, Baghdad

Algiers, Paris, Baghdad

Algiers, Paris, Baghdad

Algiers, Paris, Baghdad

[Outro]

Ish, ish

Ish, ish

Ish, ish

Ish, ish

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Ish, ish

Ish, ish

Ish, ish

Ish, ish

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

• Artist:Sofiane
• Album:Bandit Saleté