Ils nous condamnent [English translation]

[Intro: Tunisiano]

They condemn us, blame us

Your youth is the sad reflection

of a broken-down society, take up arms

To be heard you need to...

[verse 1]

They tell us only nonsense, and there they have the expertise

They're smart on the screen and wield the language of Molière

They've established their plans and like to throw the first stone.

Intolerant politicians who in the end barely care

About the real problems my brothers have, on benefits or the dole

Since we struggle from a monetary point of view, where have the bars gone?

We set off with a handicap and basically we resist

Since we're not all equal from the start.

Nothing but mouth, pretend to be affected by people's problems

But in them they like to blow their nose.

They claim to walk straight, take over laws from the ‘Lepenists.’[Front National]

They wield a 'wooden tongue' so well they could be fine woodcrafters

Francois governs France, the destitute are on the production line

Says he'll restart growth, when he skipped his own.

What can you say about politicians and their mafia tricks?

It's only empty rhetoric.

[chorus]

They condemn us, blame us

Your youth is the sad reflection

of a broken-down society, take up arms

To be heard you need to fight.

[verse 2]

No lie, I'm already a prisoner in a f***ing cop blueprint

Some gossip, no loot to increase my score*

I've seen their dirt, how they burn us I've cried "Oh my god!"

If I talk about it they'll come back hard that I'm a demagogue

It might offend you, before being the mean French man

You'd have to have given me the means to become French.

Who's talking about zero risk? The figures say

I have more chance of being killed by a cop than by a terrorist

Bullets get lost, simple people cooperate, my rap happens

My people with too much hurt, and that's since childhood.

The robberies take, the bullets hang around, the [afro people] fear,

Their obscene jokes, their self defence

Souls are lost, crack operates, the addicts take

The narcos hang around and their businesses grow

The fascists are liked, their rooms are full

Their voices say that Sarko[zy] will come back to liberate France.

An anonymous bar code, that's what people deserve

I mourn the death of Trayvon Martin and Clément Meric.

I feel like I've been singing this since the start

But it's the same problem and it's an eternal restart.

[chorus x 2]

[bridge x 4]

They condemn us, blame us

Broken down society. To be heard you need to take up arms.

[bridge x 4]

If I talked about our hurt, no justice, no peace,

They would tell me I’m a demagogue.

If I talk about all we’ve suffered, and all we’ve had to do

They would tell me I’m a demagogue.

[chorus x 2]

[Outro x 10]

A Demagogue

• Artist:Tunisiano
• Album:Marqué à vie