More songs by Josman
Description
The world is constantly whispering, "Do more, faster, stronger." And inside, there's only a hum, as if the heart and brain are arguing over who's in charge today. Between beats and prayers, between stacks and fears, a strange equilibrium is born - the very one where rhythm aligns with pulse, and everything finally falls into place. There's no fakeness here - just sweat, the weight of thoughts, and the belief that the universe is still on our side. What if she's even playing along if you act not out of fear, but out of love? And when the mind and heart finally align, life suddenly sounds like a pure track - without autotune, but chillingly honest. Producers: Richie Beats / Zafy / Jeezy Beats / Platinumwav Mixing: Remi Ziane and Storm on the mix Mastering: Benjamin Savignoni Artist: Josman Background vocals: C2AM / Margaux / Kehmey Producer: Pelican Director: Kidhao
Lyrics and translation
Original
What's, what's the next song?
In God we trust. In God we trust.
In God we trust.
In God we trust.
Until the world.
In God we trust.
Racks on racks, j'stock les stacks, j'empile comme des Lego.
Back on track, j'roule un niaks, j'tasse avec le mégot.
Barcelona et Todéco, j'viens refaire la déco. J'coffre, j'épargne, j'mets de té-co, mon bénéfice et mon ego.
Bitch arrache ton maquillage, laisse-moi voir ton vrai visage.
J'fais des vœux, j'supplie Dieu, devant l'ciel bleu, les paysages.
J'ai un goût amer et aigre, je sais que pour eux j'suis qu'un nègre.
Mais j'reste fier et intègre, même si ça tourne au vinaigre.
J'suis pas tombé dans la pègre, j'ai toujours la dalle, j'suis toujours maigre. Mais j'reste fier et intègre, même si mon corps se désintègre.
J'les achève, j'leur mets la fièvre, comme la tortue et le lièvre.
Œil du tigre, cœur de lion, mais derrière l'mic j'suis la chèvre.
Derrière la chance, un tas d'souffrances noyées dans le silence.
Déguisées derrière une danse intense quand j'y pense. Derrière la chance, un tas d'souffrances noyées dans le silence.
Déguisées derrière une danse intense quand j'y pense. Combien j'négocie mes parts?
J'peux pas négocier l'taux d'mes impôts.
Faut bien qu'j'écrive mon histoire, sinon j'risque de payer plein pot. Courage sous le manteau car la vie c'est d'l'impro.
Ça ira tant qu'mon cerveau et mon cœur sont synchro.
J'porte le poids d'mes peines, le poids d'mes chaînes, le poids d'mes péchés, l'poids d'mes haltères.
J'vois rouge comme mes yeux, comme le sang d'mes artères.
J'connais bien le sol, j'étais plus bas qu'terre. J'suis droit, j'suis déquerre.
Moi j'connais l'mot précaire, visé par le karcher. J'blaquais des querres, plaqué déter.
Ça ira tant qu'mon cerveau et mon cœur sont synchro.
Ça ira tant qu'mon cerveau et mon cœur sont synchro.
Racks on racks, j'stock les stacks, j'empile comme des Lego.
Back on track, j'roule un niaks, j'tasse avec le mégot. Barcelona et Todéco, j'viens refaire la déco.
J'coffre, j'épargne, j'mets de té-co, mon bénéfice et mon ego, yeah. In God we trust.
Ça ira tant qu'mon cerveau et mon cœur sont synchro. Synchro.
Ça ira tant qu'mon cerveau et mon cœur sont synchro.
Racks on racks, j'stock les stacks, j'empile comme des Lego.
Racks on racks, j'stock les stacks, j'empile comme des Lego.
English translation
What's, what's the next song?
In God we trust. In God we trust.
In God we trust.
In God we trust.
Until the world.
In God we trust.
Racks on racks, I stock the stacks, I stack like Lego.
Back on track, I roll a niaks, I drink with the butt.
Barcelona and Todéco, I'm coming to redo the decor. I safe, I save, I put in tee-co, my profit and my ego.
Bitch tear off your makeup, let me see your real face.
I make wishes, I beg God, in front of the blue sky, the landscapes.
I have a bitter and sour taste, I know that for them I'm just a nigger.
But I remain proud and honest, even if things turn sour.
I didn't fall into the underworld, I'm still sick, I'm still skinny. But I remain proud and honest, even if my body is disintegrating.
I finish them off, I put a fever on them, like the tortoise and the hare.
Eye of the tiger, heart of a lion, but behind the microphone I'm the goat.
Behind luck, a pile of suffering drowned in silence.
Disguised behind an intense dance when I think about it. Behind luck, a pile of suffering drowned in silence.
Disguised behind an intense dance when I think about it. How much do I trade my shares?
I can't negotiate my tax rate.
I have to write my story, otherwise I risk paying full price. Courage behind the coat because life is improvisation.
I'll be fine as long as my brain and heart are in sync.
I carry the weight of my sorrows, the weight of my chains, the weight of my sins, the weight of my dumbbells.
I see red like my eyes, like the blood in my arteries.
I know the ground well, I was lower than the ground. I'm straight, I'm square.
I know the word precarious, referred to by the karcher. I was blaming quarres, tackling deter.
I'll be fine as long as my brain and heart are in sync.
I'll be fine as long as my brain and heart are in sync.
Racks on racks, I stock the stacks, I stack like Lego.
Back on track, I roll a niaks, I drink with the butt. Barcelona and Todéco, I'm coming to redo the decor.
I save, I save, I put in tee-co, my profit and my ego, yeah. In God we trust.
I'll be fine as long as my brain and heart are in sync. Sync.
I'll be fine as long as my brain and heart are in sync.
Racks on racks, I stock the stacks, I stack like Lego.
Racks on racks, I stock the stacks, I stack like Lego.