Introduction (the introduction is from a song from an other singer: Grand Corps Malade, he is behind girls on the videoclip):
Take the line D of the RER (that's the train of paris) and wander on the austere streets of a city with a bold personnality
Take the line 13 of the subway and go puff at McDo, in the bistros of a city full of good chicks and foreign
Saint-Denis city unparalleled
Saint-Denis my capital
Saint-Denis city uncommon
Where at Carrefour (a supermarket) you can even buy halal sauerkraut
I home we convince you.
And if you call me parisienne
I will plunge my archer in your............
It’s the new, phenomenal freestyle of pale face, the block everything is back
Everywhere… Let’s go, it’s from Saint-Denis
Direct from the Fonky generation
Tacchini, no problem, no no mercy here, no fuss
If you slip, we’ll shit on you, to much blabla, to much plagiary
To much guys are dictated rap
But it’s how we tear everything
The profit, the business, but it’s when we let it go
Only coward grow fat
And then imbibes us, dreams of seeing underneath,
But don’t approach or we will kick you
If you don’t respect rules, guy, of concrete
To end with the weak part
Those who see Hip-Hop only with simple pop
But all them, I stop them, with popopopo
Seine Saint-Denis, under your bullet waistcoat
With popopopop
But for Hip-Hop, I develop
Seine Saint-Denis
It's like bombe baby, if you are pedigree
It is recognized with debit
It's bomb baby boom, it comes from Saint-Denis
You recognize it here, well make you, that's it, very small
When double R arrive to put you in hell
You think that they are big, but what are you?
Double R, the thunder, the expert of the mother house,
To whom you will not do it upside down, nigga it's clear, it's sure
It's not possible, big up to myself
You will not find words at miles
That's what you live with me, I am proud for 9.3
I must put MCs to the bay
I'm in mission but I don't let go
So do not let that drag
Because we don't have time anymore for that
It's not tomorrow that I will hand over
Or that I will stop the fight
It's clear that I live for that
And that I think that in this way
I don't move, since the time I see
I throw those words for you
Without bragging I can sing
That I ride with a crazy hole, take everything
Face all, Seine Saint Isou ....
Saint Denis, Saint Denis, Fon-fonky fresh
Saint Denis, Saint Denis, Fon-fonky fresh
But no… Here it's :
Saint Denis, Saint Denis, Fon-fonky fresh
Saint Denis, Saint Denis, Fon-fonky fresh
In the arena, the supreme, the cream, the cherry on the top of the cake
You know the deal nigga, don't need to do too much
It's my voice that makes your T-6 crazy
You like, you like, not Nicoumouk will come to you
It's for that that you don't have the right, don’t search the 9.3, I go straight
With a savage background, bah Seine Saint Nis-des
Seine Saint Nis-des
Saint Denis, Saint Denis, Fon-fonky fresh
Saint Denis, Saint Denis, Fon-fonky fresh
But no… Here it's :
Saint Denis, Saint Denis, Fon-fonky fresh
Saint Denis, Saint Denis, Fon-fonky fresh
Hey, It is recognise with debit
It's the fonky generation - Taccihini
Ah, no fuss, no mercy here,
If you slip, we’ll shit on you
It's bomb baby!