[Refrain: H Magnum (2x)]
What were you expecting? Did you think we were asleep?
Did you really think we were going to allow you to take our share ?
But, friend, you’re going to sink
You’re going to sink
You’re going to sink
Friend, you’re going to sink
[Couplet 1: Lefa]
Nigga, change of sector
I don’t like the news, I’m too sectarian
When it got intense, you backed off
You should all f... off
Sorry if my existence gets on your nerves, gets you to slander me
I’m used to it, it’s now been ten years, since I found you somewhat reluctant
But, what are hashtags?
I missed a dozen episodes
Suddenly, these motherfuckers are saying they’d like to make peace
The result: I’m in control, I’m going to have fun, make them miserable
I’m going to aim the viewfinder on their faces and scream: “Freeze”
Meanwhile I’m checking out their biz, their CDs and teasers
It’s crappy, they’re getting bogged down
Someone’s got to tell them
That aside, in the mean time, it’s E-Rise making this beat which I’m nailing
At the moment with my sidekicks H Magnum, Saint Blaise, Berize
My gaze follows you like the Mona Lisa
We’re going to send you packing
That’s not nice, but bones are breaking, call me “Mr. Equalizer”
[Refrain: H Magnum (2x)]
What were you expecting? Did you think we were asleep?
Did you really think we were going to allow you to take our share ?
But, friend, you’re going to sink
You’re going to sink
You’re going to sink
Friend, you’re going to sink
[Couplet 2: Lefa]
Hello! It’s me, I rap
Sorry, I admit it stings you
You throw bricks, that’s what the public asks for
The atmosphere is getting mystical, we’re no longer even seeing your stickers
According to the statistics, the album is fantastic
They’re clamoring for me in the four corners of France, but I can’t duplicate myself
Apparently, the biggest concert halls are all out of tickets
Don't get excited yet, I’m going to explain to you
In general, after me, rappers hate to rap
But, Nigga, you’re going to take a leak
You know that I’m probably going to make sales like Meugi Warano
Choose the sauce to which I’m going to grill you, send the note
The torture is not physical but psychological, in a word: Guantanamo
Ok, no cause for alarm, I foresee, their flows are too predictable
Man, I no longer even aim at them
No thanks, it’s too easy
I don’t do theatre or cinema, I disfigure like acid
I let them sit on the floor, I disappear in the twinkle of an eye
[Couplet 3: H Magnum]
When the song starts playing, you nod your head to it
When it stops, you gather up your bones on the floor
Friend, you’re going to sink so give up the fight
Step aside, you’re not qualified
Little boy, give up, come on, run toward the exit
Between us, boy, the level is not the same and you’ve felt it
I present to you the Dream and Mr. Fall
Friend, give up, you’re not qualified
[Refrain: H Magnum (2x)]
What were you expecting? Did you think we were asleep?
Did you really think we were going to allow you to take our share ?
But, Friend, you’re going to sink
You’re going to sink
You’re going to sink
Friend, you’re going to sinm
[Outro: H Magnum]
You should have wiped us out, that’s what you said
You shouted out on all the rooftops that you were going to break us
Tell me, how’s that, how’s that, how’s that?
Tell me, how’s that, how’s that, how’s that?
You should have wiped us out, that’s what you said
You shouted on all the rooftops that you were going to break us
Tell me, how’s that, how’s that, how’s that?
Tell me, how’s that, how’s that, how’s that, boy?
[Outro]
Rise, Mr. Fall, H-Dream
Tell me, how’s that, how’s that, how’s that, boy?