In the ghetto, with faces that can freak you out
I’m in the ghetto with people who've just been acquitted
We go for a ride, we go for a ride in town
Not a very docile individual
I’m on the passenger seat leaning against the window
She wants to know the make of the automobile, yeah
In the ghetto with a man having a breakdown
Dreaming about the Champs-Elysée
Because the middle class has left us behind, yeah
In the ghetto there are certain people you have to avoid
There’s little Mounir driving without a license
Everyone tries to make it as in their own way, yeah
I’m aware that I’m edgy like the street kids
When you're down, you get the impression that they're looking down on you
On the social springboard there’s no spring left
As some go down, others break out
In the ghetto, with faces that can freak you out
I’m in the ghetto with people who've just been acquitted
We go for a ride, we go for a ride in town
Not a very docile individual
I’m on the passenger seat leaning against the window
She wants to know the make of the automobile, yeah
They talk nonsense in the ghetto so you've now stopped filming
Because there are squatters and there are confined families
And being completely drunk, you’re inches close to death
In the ghetto there’s always a woman who gets cat-called
There's always a bloke high on weed
A messed-up rapper waiting for a breakthrough, yeah
I went through hell to be able bring you gold
The motor makes an alligator noise
Between you and I, there’s no connection
I supervise them, I support them on the Mirador
In the ghetto, with faces that can freak you out
I’m in the ghetto with people who've just been acquitted
We go for a ride, we go for a ride in town
Not a very docile individual
I’m on the passenger seat leaning against the window
She wants to know the make of the automobile, yeah