Les yeux plus gros que... Youssoupha [English translation]

[Chorus: Black M]

In general, there's more bastards than goods guys

In general, when M Black become crazy, it makes you feel well

In general, it's from the street that come the dark guys

In general, and bad luck is part of their mektoub

In general, we don't want the money after, but now

In general, this is a bad sign when I have sweaty hands

In general, the family suffers but remains

In general, and bad luck is part of their mektoub

[Verse 1: Black M]

In a bubble, as if Bush said "Black M, are you okay?"

"Okay, okay ... Black, are you okay?" Fuck the New Yorkers

In general, they spit on Islam, only bad stories

As the crack cocaine who is sells in that little square

In general, all make a headache

And, at the wheel when you're drunk, you forget that you can demote

In general, we are the burned heads

It's them who vote Le Pen, it's hard, SMIC is light

In general, MC are all explosed

But hey, everyone's vibes, I'm not here to complain

In general, everyone knows my fucking gimmicks

Hmmm ... and everyone knows that it's me that you imitate

In general, I'm still hot for a little freestyle

They say shit, I want the crystal disc

In general, my golden discs are at my parents's home

It still owes me one, I'll all fuck if they don't give it back to me

[Chorus: Black M]

[Verse 2: Youssoupha]

I have a weapon like Max Payne, Bomayé to each theme

In general, I am rare like Clark Kent

Blow up the rap game, Wati B: God damn

I have punchlines bigger than the eyes of Black M

Fuck, the state restrains us, no one scares us

MC, if I were Will Smith, you'd Jeffrey

Old school foremost I raps in Quantum Leap

This is Prim's Lyricist the Lyricist Wati-Bantu

Sitting on the bench, people become prey

In general, they would dream to be in my place

Ok, the haters are talking behind my back, so this is their only recourse

It's okay as long as they keep quiet when I turn

And the wheel turns, ours is still broken

In general, everyone is silent when money talks

Ok, I saw upside because of talking too much about rap

I have so much walked awry than the Tower of Pisa seems right

My hexagonal sponsorship offended me

In general, I find it hard to feel French

Sometimes I'm honest, sometimes I'm an outfielder

But in general, I am a nigga in the viewfinder, fuck

Black M and I, it's here, you and me, we make the pair

Like the big cars and the sound of Kavinsky

Not dodge, patience only lasts a time

If they ask: "It comes out when, Niggatitude?", Tell them: "It's not now"

[Chorus: Black M]

[Verse 3: Black M]

In general, when we start eating, we takes all

Ask to the Lyricist Bantou

In general, when they criticize me, I don't care

This fucking game makes me cunning, the album is in the oven

In general, they suck the number one

The second, they swallow a little, the others, we don't even talk about it

In general, I know, I really abuse when I rhyme

The buzz, he got nickname "Big Eyes" then talk about me

In general, we say that the Fulani, they are really cute

She lies if she tells you that no, I have better than the Hotel Matignon

In general, I always have all in a lot of phases

Everyone wants to see Lefa, my rap is typing

They all want to scratch me, Paris is not hit anymore

Money makes us crack, the heads of state are red-handed

Paranoid are all my guys, everyone take firecrackers

The more dangerous the bredrins, death for a look

The front still on the ground, the heart beats strong, don't bother you

Fuck Maybach, March 31 in stores