[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