Pourquoi pas nous [English translation]

[Intro]

I always been proud of the talent I have make sentences

And the words are in my opinion, who's not so humble

Our most inexhaustible source of magic

They can inflict wounds and cure them

But this time I would like to change what I said earlier

[Couplet 1 : Bigflo]

I have to bring the cup back to my city

Time goes fast, I must accelerate for my father, for my band

I have to apply myself, it's automatic

To told me : "There, really, well done the artist!"

They make pay their feats: where's my hip-hop?

Where are the metaphors, the oxymorias, the litotes?

Their rhymes are poor, I pay a tax on the pen

There are too many gaps, with Oli we are going on the moon

I slap and cut these MC's

I rap and disgusts them even if

I listen to the crowd that move his buttocks

On all the dung of M6

I believe in my soul mate, remains more than to find her

Women are puzzles and I don't have time to play

It's the return of Gainsbourg, poet on plasma screen

They all talk to me about love, for the moment, I don't believe it

How do you want me to believe? We cross each other on the Web

We look at each other, we promise ourselves the stars and it ends badly

They are constantly attacking me : "What do you want to do later?"

They want to kill my dreams : I will be their worst nightmare

Appointments with the guidance counselor give me dark throughts

They call it rap, me, I call it art

These guys don't like me? Don't worry, it's mutual

I don't need your weed, did you think it was hip-hop?

I cross my fingers, I know that everything could happens

It's more than a freestyle: it's a piece of my life

[Refrain]

I'm lost, lost in my dreams

Lost between the dreams, promises and lies

Dude, it's hell, the future is unclear

They were able to do it, so tell me: why not us?

I doubt and I collapse

I don't want to finish at the factory

Attempt the jump in the crowd

And succeed in the music

So I grab but I keep cool

To not fart a cable

And I believe it to the end, tell me: why not us?

[Couplet 2 : Oli]

Torn between my dreams and lessons

Peace, war and hits

Make music or make money

Hard to make a choice in this crowd: I hesitate

Not easy to find his way: some blur the tracks

I decide to keep smiling, to avoid their rage

I have all the life in front of me: I am only on the first page

I have trouble getting into their codes and their formal methods

I have nothing in common with ordinary mortals

I spell my tongue and loose ink in the jar

I would like to hang the routine with my vocal cords

I see them spitting on me and curse me

I keep my cool and my pen, I let the words say it

I want to stay clean for failing to account

You realize ? It's the beginning of success, the big countdown

Break all, enjoy it before everything stops

I don't smoke, I have no pecs, no cap: you catch, man?

So I mate the stars scroll, my mother would like to see me decide

And, if I get lost in this maze, it's because it's as clear as my ideas

Don't take the melon to harvest the fruit

Fuck the money: music is priceless

They speak before having done, think about chrome and money

I'm not a religious because God doesn't believe in us

These idiots are drowning in their stupidity, I can only be sorry

They put sticks in our wheels so we flew

[Refrain]

I'm lost, lost in my dreams

Lost between the dreams, promises and lies

Dude, it's hell, the future is unclear

They were able to do it, so tell me: why not us?

I doubt and I collapse

I don't want to finish at the factory

Attempt the jump in the crowd

And succeed in the music

So I grab but I keep cool

To not fart a cable

And I believe it to the end, tell me: why not us?

[Outro]

Is this real?

Or has this been happening inside my head?

Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry,

But why on earth should that mean that it is not real?

• Artist:Bigflo et Oli
• Album:La cour des grands (Réédition)