Spectateur Lyrics in English Black M

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Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Spectateur by Black M from French to English.

I've walked my own road, bro

I'm not much of a talker

I sit down and watch

My own road, bro

I'm not much of a talker

I sit down and watch

I've walked my own road, bro

I'm not much of a talker

I sit down and watch

My own road, bro

I'm not much of a talker

I sit down and watch

The end of the world's coming soon

But the world doesn't care

The world

Just wants to stack cash like in football

Some will surely be saved

But me, I don't know

Too many sins exposed, yeah I just slip up

You want me to tell you my story

Those cursed moments

Where Shaytan's the only spectator clapping?

Well no, I can't complain

My account's loaded

My knowledge is a weapon that keeps shooting everything down

But life ain't rap, even if I rap my life

It's damn hard to keep up 'cause the world moves fast

The little bros are nuts

They keep shooting themselves

The cops, for their part, love to pin them down

And as for our sistas, all we witness is

Self-destruction, sad women

Dolled up, bimbos, to seduce the gringos

Akhi, people'll do anything to fill the fridge

I'm telling you I'm

A spectator

Of a gore flick and I admit the next part scares me

A spectator

Of a life too short, if I really could I'd redo it

A spectator

Of a gore flick and I admit the next part scares me

A spectator

Of a life too short

Because Mama gets up early

And my enemies test me

And, between us, in the ghetto

I saw we hurt each other

Yeah, I've got the sword of Damocles over my head

Yeah, sure, we wage war on each other

But it's to keep the soul at peace

Because Mama gets up early

And my enemies test me

And, between us, in the ghetto

I saw we hurt each other

Yeah, I've got the sword of Damocles over my head

Yeah, sure, we wage war on each other

But it's to keep the soul at peace

Spectator of a world in peril

Where peace signed a temp contract

Where being a holy man is called childish

I looked for peace and quiet, f*ck, it's a trek

Witness to their debates, they think we're uncultured

Bro, I came, I saw, I was beaten

We've all seen things that traumatize

On freezing winter nights, I can say the subway makes me sad

Sometimes tears fall, it's automatic

Maybe it's the season, or maybe the crisis is too much

I saw that lone, dirty man stinking of booze

Alone, drunk, it doesn't buzz him anymore, his son no longer backs him

I saw that man's loneliness

Who once was a strong, tough leader

Tired spectator, we've yanked our hair out too much

So in the end we swallow it, we’d rather shut our eyes

A spectator

Of a gore flick and I admit the next part scares me

A spectator

Of a life too short, if I really could I'd redo it

A spectator

Of a gore flick, and I admit the next part scares me

A spectator

Of a life too short

Because Mama gets up early

And my enemies test me

And, between us, in the ghetto

I saw we hurt each other

Yeah, I've got the sword of Damocles over my head

Yeah, sure, we wage war on each other

But it's to keep the soul at peace

Because Mama gets up early

And my enemies test me

And, between us, in the ghetto

I saw we hurt each other

Yeah, I've got the sword of Damocles over my head

Yeah, sure, we wage war on each other

But it's to keep the soul at peace

Everything I've seen

Showed me the little bros will be lost

I saw evil spread and then stick around

Maybe harsh and cowardly

I see we're lost, lost, lost, alas

Because Mama gets up early

And my enemies test me

And, between us, in the ghetto

I saw we hurt each other

Yeah, I've got the sword of Damocles over my head

Yeah, sure, we wage war on each other

But it's to keep the soul at peace

Because Mama gets up early

And my enemies test me

And, between us, in the ghetto

I saw we hurt each other

Yeah, I've got the sword of Damocles over my head

Yeah, sure, we wage war on each other

But it's to keep the soul at peace

I've walked my own road, bro

I'm not much of a talker

I sit down and watch

My own road, bro

I'm not much of a talker

I sit down and watch

I've walked my own road, bro

I'm not much of a talker

I sit down and watch

My own road, bro

I'm not much of a talker

I sit down and watch

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RENAUD REBILLAUD, MOURTADA COULIBALY, ADAMA DIALLO, ALPHA DIALLO

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SONG MEANING

Spectateur invites us to sit beside Black M as he quietly soaks in the chaos around him. Rather than brag or shout, he takes the role of a spectator, watching society chase money, lose hope, and turn daily life into a gruesome movie. From mothers waking up before dawn to keep the family fed, to young people harming themselves while the authorities keep score, the rapper paints a vivid picture of streets where peace works only a temp job and the sword of Damocles hangs over every head.

Despite his own success, Black M feels powerless to rewrite the script of this “film gore.” He recognizes sins, regrets, and shattered dreams, yet still searches for inner calm. The song becomes a bittersweet reminder that life is short, the future feels scary, and sometimes the bravest act is simply observing, learning, and refusing to ignore what we see.

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