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Farraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh

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Je récidive...

Why do they run, why do they speed
Why do they look and say you’re a bad boy
Why do they spy, why don’t they let us live
Why do they sing tree, fruits and rasta purses

Vyper, vyper

Percubaba diksa faya faya
Percubaba diksa faya faya

Original fusion hip-hop en action
Raggamix dans les meilleures conditions
Pour une meilleure compréhension
Oh oui c’est l’heure de kiffer le son

Prone la liberté de Kaya

Diksa Percubaba faya faya

Oh la la qui va là les renégats
Prenez garde car la formation fait des dégats
La vapeur de mes mots blesse Babylone
Le pouvoir ne me confisquera jamais le microphone
Jamais plier pour ne pas casser
Je reste ferme et vigilant pour mieux fracasser
Sur tous les terrains par tous les temps
Constamment un combat j’en fais le serment

Roots boys Faya Faya
Bad boys Faya Faya
Pour les bad boys et les roots boys Faya Faya

T´1 c koa ces tof? la compagnie créole?

et une ´tite pensée pour Mijh, big up brother

allez une petite dédicace pour Fa7

{Refrain:}
On vous souhaite tout le bonheur du monde
Et que quelqu´un vous tende la main
Que votre chemin évite les bombes
Qu´il mène vers de calmes jardins.

On vous souhaite tout le bonheur du monde
Pour aujourd´hui comme pour demain
Que votre soleil éclaircisse l´ombre
Qu´il brille d´amour au quotidien.

Puisque l´avenir vous appartient
Puisqu´on n´contrôle pas votre destin
Que votre envol est pour demain
Comme tout c´qu´on a à vous offrir
Ne saurait toujours vous suffir
Dans cette liberté à venir
Puisque on sera pas toujours là
Comme on le fut aux premiers pas.

{au Refrain}

Toute une vie s´offre devant vous
Tant de rêves a vivre jusqu´au bout
Surement plein de joie au rendez-vous
Libre de faire vos propres choix
De choisir qu´elle sera votre voie
Et où celle-ci vous emmenera
J´espère juste que vous prendrez le temps
De profiter de chaque instant.

{au Refrain}

Ché pas quel monde on vous laissera
On fait d´notre mieux, seulement parfois,
J´ose espérer que c´la suffira
Pas à sauver votre insoucience
Mais à apaiser notre conscience
Aurais-je le droit de vous faire confiance...

{au Refrain}

valable aussi pour vous tous les zamis

´lut...

" How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, ´n´ how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps on the sand?
Yes, ´n´ how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they´re foreve banned?
The answer, my friends, is blowin´ in the wind,
The answer is blowin´ in the wind

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, ´n´ how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people fly?
Yes, ´n´ how many deaths will it takes till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind,
The answer is blowin in the wind

How many years can mountain exist
Before it´s washed to the sea?
Yes, ´n´ how many years can some people exit
Before they´re allowed to be free?
Yes, ´n´ how many times can a man turn his head
Pretending he just doesn´t see?
The answer, my friends, is blowin´ in the wind,
The answer is blowin´ in the wind"

Tcho

pas de chanson pour moi pour le moment, juste un coucou au maitre de ces lieux

I´ll be honest with you:
I hate war in all it´s forms-
Physical, Psychological, Spiritual... Emotional... Environmental
I hate war...
And I hate having to struggle - I honestly do
because I wish I had been into a world where it was
unnecessary.
This context of struggle and being a warrior and being a
struggler
has been forced on me by oppression.
Otherwise I would be a sculptor, or a gardener,
carpenter - you know, I would be free to be so much more...

I guess part of me or a part of who I am, a part of what I do
is being a warrior - a reluctant warrior, a reluctant struggler
But... I do it because I´m committed to life
We can´t avoid it, we can´t run away from it
Because to do that is to be... cowardice-
to do that is to be subservient... to devils, subservient to
evil and so that the only way to live on this planet
With any human dignity at the moment is to struggle.

Probablement un de mes morceaux préférés

Quoique... Niveau lyrics c´est incontestablement celle là

Imagine there´s no heaven
It´s easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today...

Imagine there´s no countries
It isn´t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace...

You may say I´m a dreamer
But I´m not the only one
I hope someday you´ll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...

You may say I´m a dreamer
But I´m not the only one
I hope someday you´ll join us
And the world will live as one

Saint-Cloud Ben, ça fait du bien...

Et celle là

Instant Karma´s gonna get you
Gonna knock you right on the head
You better get yourself together
Pretty soon you´re gonna be dead
What in the world you thinking of
Laughing in the face of love
What on earth you tryin´ to do
It´s up to you, yeah you

Instant Karma´s gonna get you
Gonna look you right in the face
Better get yourself together darlin´
Join the human race
How in the world you gonna see
Laughin´ at fools like me
Who in the hell d´you think you are
A super star
Well, right you are

Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Well we all shine on
Ev´ryone come on

Instant Karma´s gonna get you
Gonna knock you off your feet
Better recognize your brothers
Ev´ryone you meet
Why in the world are we here
Surely not to live in pain and fear
Why on earth are you there
When you´re ev´rywhere
Come and get your share

Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Yeah we all shine on
Come on and on and on on on
Yeah yeah, alright, uh huh, ah

Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Yeah we all shine on
On and on and on on and on

Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Yeah we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun

T´1 j´adore Lennon

Ca va pô mieux mijhounette ?

Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on

Say you want a revolution
We better get on right away
Well you get on your feet
And out on the street

Singing power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on

A million workers working for nothing
You better give ´em what they really own
We got to put you down
When we come into town

Singing power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on

I gotta ask you comrades and brothers
How do you treat you own woman back home
She got to be herself
So she can free herself

Singing power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on
Now, now, now, now

Oh well, power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on

Yeah, power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on

Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people
Power to the people, right on

Un génie qu´je vous dis

Nan mon p´tit Ben, c´est de mal en pis...

M´enfin... y parait qu´il faut garder la patate...

Tu me fais flipper grave mijh

Tiens, de quoi te remonter le moral

C´était un pauv´petit
Qui traînait sur le boulevard
Sa mère l´avait la folie
Son père était au placard
C´était un pauv´petit
Qu´a joué au maquisard
Debout avec son fusil
En haut de la rue de Rochechouart
La révolution c´était pas pour lui
Il ne comptait plus sur son pétard
Pour lutter contre l´ennui
Les lendemains qui chantent blafards
Quand il a mis son chargeur ( Yé Man ! )
Les gens ont pris peur
C´était juste un pauv´petit
Qui traînait sur le boulevard
Alors il a dit mes amis
Nous ne sommes que des cafards
La révolution c´est tout petit
Elle se joue ici ce soir
C´était juste un pauv´petit
Quand il a levé son fusil
Une poussière dans l´histoire
Debout sur le trottoir
C´était un pauv´petit
Un de ces p´tits gars de Paris
Sa pensée s´est arrêtée
Quand sa tête a explosé... PAN ! !

Ba pourtant j´met pleins de smiley...

J´comprend pas...