Foetus [English translation]

Chorus:

Foetus I would challenge anyone,

A lot fatter than pig pong balls,

I would hit my torso like King Kong,

Charge like Mohamed, Tyson of the Ding Dong.

Part of my right testicle,

Faster than Michael Phelps;

9 months later, not the place for weak people,

I would go to prison for 20 years

For the moment that I was purple like a $500 note,

I have false guns; I shoot them at you

In nursery school I ate sand, I pissed in it,

I learnt to chase like a little lion cub,

Later you will come to see me for your drink,

Even too young for people to treat me as a dirty n****a,

I feel close to the Negroes more black than me,

Primary school, student of the middle class,

To be the best, I would become half-man, half-hyena,

I was scared of the dark, of Jack Frost,

I wasn't scared of Farmer Mylène's threats,

I saw Africa on the television,

She died little by little, they said in their songs.

Chorus:

Foetus I would challenge anyone,

A lot fatter than pig pong balls,

I would hit my torso like King Kong,

Charge like Mohamed, Tyson, the Ding Dong.

Very young I visited the village, I returned marked,

Injured, I returned to France for revenge,

Public Enemy the sound,

I tolerated neither uniform nor authority,

They had Sky Plus,

I did my shopping in flea markets,

I was in the street with the dealers,

Not a stable relationship,

They came, I kissed them,

I had to remain focussed,

I keep on with the plan,

People wiser than me told me to sort myself out,

But I am determined to my stomping ground,

Not about to change,

Farmer Mylène can't do anything to me any more,

Mc Hammer doesn't make me dance any more,

On the contrary, the street will make me sing,

She will destroy me, I say that to myself,

I will think on that

I don't know anything other than biting,

They banned me from licking,

I don't want your fish,

I want you to teach me how to fish.

Chorus:

Foetus I would challenge anyone,

A lot fatter than pig pong balls,

I would hit my torso like King Kong,

Charge like Mohamed, Tyson, the Ding Dong.

100-8 (Hauts-de-Seine) Zoo, Negroes want B.2.O (Booba),

Flow of a grizzly, I rap so easily,

Leader, leader, black entrepreneur,

Inspired by Martin Luther (King) and Shaun Carter (Jay Z),

The street is my first love,

I had to lie to her,

But I will love her always,

I must communicate,

My self education, my rage at the war in the Soninké,

From school benches, to wearing a balaclava,

From coloured crayons, to machine guns,

Flash back! From pushchair to Lamborghini,

From the first slave, to the first black president,

I've suffered, many others have suffered far more,

For them I am a raging fire, and degrees Celsius,

To Caesar I sketch a fair person,

Incline yourself in front of the purple foetus.

• Artist:Booba