More songs by Mous-K
Description
The concrete is humming, the air is thick like smoke from a smoldering joint in the stairwell. Here, money doesn't smell – it jingles, rustles, and glitters on wrists in the form of Swiss watches and short stories about survival. Everything is clear, no sentimentality: if you're not with us, you're in the archive. The world is divided into those who "do street rap" and those who just pretend. In every word, there's the coldness of the street and the habit of calculating risks. Not prayers, but deals; not romance, but reporting by kilograms and revenue. But beneath all that armor, you can hear something else: the anxious beating of a heart that's only 25 years old, yet lives like an old man - with experience, with enemies, and with weariness from its own victories. This isn't about showing off, it's about reality, where even luxury smells of danger.
Lyrics and translation
Original
J'viens d'acheter une Patek, la même que Cole Palmer.
Et j'ai tellement de panneaux qu'on m'a déjà comparé au scammer.
J'fais tomber la neige jusqu'à La Réunion. Y a trente balles de grade sur un kilo.
Pour avancer, faut un binôme, mais pour faire un te-tré, faut un duo. Tu captes?
On fait les choses pour le taf, on est aptes. S'il y a des tas à ramasser, j'suis al.
On coupe, on détaille, la voisine d'en face, hein, qu'elle craque, ça deale et ça fume dans le hall.
Tout le monde est concerné, tout le monde a sa part et le terrain t'assomme si tu files au placard.
Fini l'époque où j'faisais que des bagarres, un contrat sur ta tête et tu rejoins Tupac.
Ils veulent pas libérer Bojack, ils veulent pas libérer son équipe.
Zéro mélange, on n'aime pas les nouveaux, donc les ambiances bizarres, j'te mens pas qu'on évite.
Pour capter leur vie, on est vifs, on fait semblant, on est peace.
J'ai croisé ce fils de qui m'a donné un go, il sait pas qu'une équipe l'attendait à l'épice.
On fait pas du rap de pute, on fait du rap de rue.
Quand on les passe, ça exécute, on est trop tendus quand ça parle de dû.
Attentifs quand ça parle de Dieu, j'ai vingt-cinq piges, patrimoine de vieux.
Y a les jaloux, y a les envieux, tant qu'y a les sous, j'm'en fous de leur vie. J'ai du Hermès de la tête aux pieds, zéro émotif, non, c'est pas du Zara.
À chaque appel, c'est un billet, demande à Chino, au bigo, ça bara.
J'ai chiné pour payer des zaf, avec des zaf, j'ai monté mes fafs.
J'ai deux cent mille euros de montre, j'habite à la Tech, j'avoue, ça fait raf.
Ils vont dire que Mouska, il aggrave, mais la kikane a jamais menti.
Y a SK qui est de sortie. Pour le boulot, c'est reparti.
Y a SK qui est de sortie. Pour le boulot, c'est reparti.
Libérez mes frères.
Libérez Bojack.
Libérez Yasco, libérez Wazy, libérez Sosox.
Libérez Masca, libérez Mascorps.
Pour les frères.
Mike, ça bouge pas. Balo,
Balo.
English translation
I just bought a Patek, the same one as Cole Palmer.
And I have so many signs that I've already been compared to a scammer.
I make snow fall all the way to Reunion Island. There are thirty grade balls per kilo.
To move forward, you need a pair, but to make a te-tré, you need a duo. Do you get it?
We do things for the job, we are fit. If there are piles to pick up, I'm al.
We cut, we detail, the neighbor across the street, eh, she's cracking, she's dealing and smoking in the hall.
Everyone is concerned, everyone has their part and the terrain knocks you out if you go to the closet.
Gone are the days where all I did was fight, a contract on your head and you join Tupac.
They don't want to free Bojack, they don't want to free his team.
Zero mixing, we don't like new people, so weird atmospheres, I'm not lying to you, we avoid.
To capture their life, we are lively, we pretend, we are peaceful.
I met this son who gave me a go, he didn't know that a team was waiting for him at the spice.
We don't do whore rap, we do street rap.
When we pass them, it executes, we are too tense when it talks about due.
Attentive when it speaks of God, I have twenty-five years, an old man's heritage.
There are jealous people, there are envious people, as long as there is money, I don't care about their lives. I have Hermès from head to toe, zero emotion, no, it's not Zara.
Every call, it's a ticket, ask Chino, ask the bigo, it's boring.
I hunted to pay zafs, with zafs, I raised my fafs.
I have a two hundred thousand euro watch, I live in Tech, I admit, it's cool.
They will say that Mouska is getting worse, but the kikane has never lied.
There is SK who is out. For work, here we go again.
There is SK who is out. For work, here we go again.
Free my brothers.
Free Bojack.
Free Yasco, free Wazy, free Sosox.
Free Masca, free Mascorps.
For the brothers.
Mike, it's not moving. Balo,
Balo.