By billions or thousandths
If we dive into darkness
So we come through your sewers
Of veiled women, shrill ululations
Rastas, backwards caps
Little snot-nosed curlies
That give excuses to vote
Slit their throats for Eid
With no fatigues for this country
And Manouchian ain't from Auvergne
The rifleman says f*ck you
He knocked up your grandma
Back to the wall like Jean-Pierre Thorn
We don't give a sh*t about the great night
'Cause night is way too dull
Just eclipses to make love
Intense like a fruit you savor
We've read Césaire and Prévert
We'll come wage war on you
We don't point out the enemy anymore
'Cause he's everywhere, even in us
'Cause we lived on our knees
Worn out by too many marches
We wanna rhyme like switchblades
While the planet's suffocating
To bar us from struggle
We're gonna be adults again
Between merit and heritage
And the powerful seize
Nobody plays, nobody sits
While your dad's not here
Mounted the horse and galloped
Hijacked an RER-stagecoach
Will come shouting revenge
Like Balavoine hits the town
Seats and make us bleed
Since our daps look
Like Montoire handshakes