Qu'est ce qu'on attend [English translation]

REFRAIN

But what, but what do you expect if you fuck with fire?

The years pass, but everything is still in its place

More tarmac so even less of the space

which is so necessary for people's sense of balance

No man is an island (lit: nobody is isolated), but it's all like

it's like telling us that France will advance while considering

stopping delinquence through repression

Please, a bit of common sense

Beatings won't sort out the state of emergency

I can tell you that in a heartbeat (lit: that's for sure)

Which makes me wonder

How much longer will all this last

Everything ought to have cracked years ago now

Shame that unity has been on our side

But you know that that's going to end badly, all that

You wanted a war of the worlds, well here it is

But what, but what do you expect if you fuck with fire?

But what do you expect when you don't play by the rules?

REFRAIN

I've just been living gagged, essentially

Which is what society wants, in fact

But it's time for that to end, to be replaced by energy (lit: joy)

So that our youth with a hand uncouth (lit: vengeful)

Burns down the police state first of all and

Sends the republic to burn on the same pyre

Oh yes!

Our time is come, it's our turn to roll the dice

To decide therefore to equip ourselves mentally

What you are ????, you don't see, you pretend you don't understand

I actually reckon you don't really give yourself the choice

Many are already in this positionAnd that's why this will finish in chaos (lit: disarray)

Chaos already king, the rural world is an example

Chaos already king, you will go down the same slope, slow agony

That's why I attack the whores of incompetent politics

Which has diminished France

So now is no longer the time for indulgence

But for facts, through the fire, which to my eyes seems to be the best

So that people take us a bit. a bit more seriously

REFRAIN

From now on the street won't be forgiving

We have nothing to lose, because we've never had anything

If I was in your shoes I wouldn't be sleeping easily

The bourgeoisie could tremble, the hooligans are in town

Not for a party, what do you expect if you fuck with fire?

Let's go to the Elysée, burn the old men

And the old women, some day they gotta pay

The psychopath which sleeps within me is waking up

Where are our reparations?

Who should we look up to? (lit: who are our models?)

You have burned the wings of a whole generation (lit: of a whole youth)

Shattered their dreams, dried up the lifeblood of hope

Oh! When I think about it

It's time for us to think about it, it's time for France

To deign to take seriously these issues (lit: become aware of these offences)

To at least draw some lessons from the shameful things which have happened (lit: To make of these shameful things some lessons, getting away lightly)

But even when the cup is full

History teaches us our chances are slim

So let's stop everything, rather that this drags

Or drains even more of the hatred

Let's unite to burn down this system

• Artist:Suprême NTM