Tempête [English translation]

[Verse 1]

I don't live a very healthy life, even though I've become famous

I glimpse people behind their blinds

Alone in my dirty apartment, my sister revises for an exam

There's no impartial law besides Heaven

I'm surrounded by thugs on the sonar

But it's too late when troubles are there

The accused are on the bench and sweating like it's a sauna

Their mothers cry like Solaar

You're never safe, evil has taught me that

The blade shines, one mum prays: "Why did you take him from me? Oh God"

It isn't Heaven, it's Mankind, despicable

Their souls are sealed by sex and money

I've seen the drugs, done the dirty

It's as if their heart had looked into Medusa's two eyes

Courage and fear together are my two weapons

When I feel uprooted, I climb to the top of the trees

From up there, I see death, you need to be near if it approaches

Life, it's appreciated, after sawing off the branch

[Chorus]

Storm warning, here, we're quickly tempted

We want to end up on the right side of the tinted window

Oh yeah, I know you want to taste

The funds and figures, provided that it clears your head

Storm warning, here, we're quickly tempted

We want to end up on the right side of the tinted window

Oh yeah, I know you want to taste

The funds and figures, provided that it clears your head

[Verse 2]

At night, I go out without purpose, like a sleepwalker

There are some dreams that Mankind no longer have

I saw this girl, we were alone on the bus

She had red eyes, she wasn't just drunk

She had drugs in a Balenciaga bag

She's giving up, giving up a guy to the police

In Paris, some people get lost, some people hope

Showing off Agnès B clothes., Nike SB

Outside, it's cold, there's no more humanity

A man is dead, lifeless in front of an uninhabited building

It's the crisis! The crisis? Who is it that it harms?

You, me or the suicidal climbing a roof?

[Chorus 2]

Here, we're quickly tempted

We want to end up on the right side of the tinted window

Oh yeah, I know you want to taste

The funds and figures, provided that it clears your head

Storm warning, here, we're quickly tempted

We want to end up on the right side of the tinted window

Oh yeah, I know you want to taste

The funds and figures, provided that it clears your head

[Verse 3]

Like Walter White, I have my Clarks Wallabees

Sister, give me your hand, brother, give me a kiss

I rub shoulders with sexy women with perfect bodies

I have way more taste than Karl Lagerfeld

The Art world is boastful, it sells you street-art

But they definitely don't want to see my shady grafitti vandals

Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire!

Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire! Fire!

You can feel the aura in our raps, get out your anoraks

Soon we'll have the storm according to the oracle

My conscience said to me: "Who are you?"

Do you want to live in vice or in peace?

It depends where the cash is, we must be stupid, yeah, maybe

But my pen can shut Houellebecq up

Here, we're quickly tempted, it's better that you experience your quest

I heard: "Clear your stash", the next day, the cops were investigating

[Chorus 1]