Youssoupha - L'effet papillon versuri traducere în engleză
The Butterfly Effect
[Couplet 1 : Youssoupha]
Prim’s Parolier
Rhymes as explosive as nitro so that the competition on the mic can't deny it.
If it gets to insults leave out the mothers.
If in my lines you miss the end go ahead, rewind.
It's freestyle but
I don't talk about weed and sky [whisky] but about the street and its rifraff themselves.
My rap's always fresh, it's like I'm brand new
Your rap's all the same, it's like a choreographed Kuduro
I do all the work, my heart in the winter season
My brother, struggling to keep his head above water, is waiting to be discharged.
In fact a convict who escapes
Is as rare as Jean-Pierre Pernaut speaking to Kemi Seba
Our enemies separate us, war based on low blows
Who talks about 'rap game'? I haven't been playing for a long time.
I have no more time for negotiations
Our lives are so short that if they made them into films they'd call it a festival.
Courage is the thing to do. One lone visionary
I come from the slums of Kinshasa, call me Slumdog Millionare.
Like all those from Africa who come to have a set of wheels
Who grow up on a scorched earth but not Roland-Garros
I'm watering the bad luck that escorts me, how do I launch myself?
Happiness is at my door but I need to cross the threshold of poverty.
I think of my undocumented uncles, it's dramatic
But for some papers they could claim to be the father of Rachida Dati's kid.
They give us the smooth talk despite the effort
Didn't wait for the 'crisis' to see that poverty has taken hold.
Guadeloupe is revolting, France is in excitement,
You thought you'd see La Compagnie Créole you got the LKP
A survivor, thanks to success I'm not a delinquent,
But I take the Metro again to get back the inspiration I had 5 years ago.
Yeah, I've changed and I show it
From now on I write my conscious lyrics in the paper Le Monde
Remember my illiterate name, you want me to weaken
If I've called you a fool, consider it a euphemism.
Too many enemies in the plot without warning
Notice that when people talk behind my back only my ass is looking at them.
I'm on the sidelines but in the machine I'm the gravel
To hold up Paris with my rhymes and the butterfly effect.
[Transition : Youssoupha]
Ok, yeah, I told you you'd never heard French rap.
[Chorus: Youssoupha & Maitre Gims]
I move forward eyes closed, fists clenched, stomach in knots
I have all my limbs for the moment, praise be to God.
I've taken hits and I have to admit
But praise be to God, praise be to God
I move forward eyes closed, fists clenched, stomach in knots
I have all my limbs for the moment, praise be to God.
I've taken hits and I have to admit
But praise be to God, praise be to God
[Verse 2: Youssoupha]
Since I started to excel in music certain friends have become adversaries,
It's ironic, like dying the day of your birthday.
Find your own way brother, don't touch my wheel
I'm a Black Panther like Tupac Amaru's mother.
I'm seeing red in this French rap and its situation
I refuse to share its doubts and carry its complexes.
You rap but you “f*** the States”, pathetic.
Where have you seen a reggae man from here who says “f*** Jamaica”?
Don't be naive. I want to heal my life
By fighting tooth and nail even a long way from my shore.
Yes Africa's far, I'm condemned without playing the star
But if I fall put me in the same cell as Joey Starr
That will allow me to not cut myself off from hip-hop
Between Snoop and Lollipop, I have my verses on my iPod
My friend, rappers are pale copies
To get my music out of the crisis I need inspiration more than HADOPI
Adopted son of Marianne the harpy
Become my wicked stepmother, adverse to my genes
And I like when on the net you open your mouth but careful:
Your Facebook wall will be your Wailing Wall
Bambaataa's tempation is finished
I have the feeling of a rap where even speech isn't understood
Where MCs start a 'clash' to cheer themselves up
But in the Hostile 2006 freestyle Medine wasn't the one stuttering.
Scared by the death in my letters
Because in the end life is just a sexually transmitted disease.
I stay invisible but in the machine I'm the gravel
To hold up Paris with my rhymes and the butterfly effect.
[Chorus x2]
[Outro : Youssoupha]
Praise be to God, brother
Thank you for the talent that he grants us to practice this art that is rap
Black music and the butterfly effect
The butterfly effect is when
I lay down a rap kilometers away from you
We don't even know each other
And you're sitting at home with your MP3
And look how you move your head
That's the butterfly effect
A hip-hop where the message of one can make us move in our millions
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16.03.2025
Melancholy
Melancholy
Dark moments
When he left
a fairytale ended
A bright magic
full of wonder
was this minute of infatuation
But the heart is cold
when dreams have died
And the darkness tremble
Every word feels trite
We were together
Meant to be
Now I walk alone
with my melancholy
Melancholy
Dark moments
When he left
a fairytale ended
A bright magic
full of wonder
was this minute of infatuation
But the heart is cold
when dreams have died
And the darkness tremble
Every word feels trite
We were together
Meant to be
Now I walk alone
with my melancholy
Melancholy
Dark moments
When he left
a fairytale ended
16.03.2025
M-Control
From now on, you are my servant.
From now on, you are mine.
Imitate me.
Do as you're told.
Make yourself comfortable.
So that the cracks in your broken heart will be less noticeable.
From now on, you are my servant.
From now on, you are my servant.
From now on you will be my servant
From now on you are my servant
From now on, you are mine.
Imitate me.
Just let it all out.
At least let it out so I can forget.
I wish for you to be able to move on from your brokenness.
May we be able to look forward together forever.
I'll keep on fooling you. Keep on being fooled?
16.03.2025
The Chains
You're too unique,
you're too free
and I don't want you to escape
without ever returning.
I put chains on you
and you'll be a prisoner,
you'll never be able
to escape me.
I put chains on you,
I'll be your prison,
you won't leave,
no, no, no, no, yeah!
You have wings too strong,
you're with me, there I have you!
You're looking for too many beaches
but with you I won't take a risk.
I put chains on you
and you'll be a prisoner,
you'll never be able
to escape me.
I put chains on you,
I'll be your prison,
you won't leave,
no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, yeah!
~~~~~
I put chains on you,
I'll be your prison,
you won't leave,
no, no, no, no,
you won't leave, no
no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no, yeah!
No, no, no...
16.03.2025
Delivery Mental Health
Y-ko...a delicatessen worker. She has a single-minded personality. She is a big fan of a certain S band.
Ami...company employee. Likes the same band as Ako.
Yuko: '...aren't you happy?'
Ami: 'How are you?'
Yuko: 'I'm happy.'
Ami: 'You're full of lies!'
Yuko: 'Are you looking down on me?'
Ami, 'Are you just opening up?'
Yuko. 'Are you happy?'
Ami: 'I don't know.'
Is it useless to try to understand differences in values?
Yuko: 'My happiness is all... money. Otoko receives the body...and I give up my heart.'
hi deli×3+delivery
Happiness and values
money×4+funny
Dependent.
so very×4+nice
Can happiness be bought?
funny×4+money
Depends on oneself
■Ami: 'That's your point, isn't it? I won't sell my body. Even if I could buy anything, I'm sure my body would get dirty.'
Yuko: 'You're just laying it all out there. How dare you sleep with my boyfriend and say 'good morning' to me with a smile on your face?'
hi deli×4+bady
Yuko: 'Do what you want with your body.'
money+funny×4
Y-ko 'Kokoro wa nai.'
so very×4+bad
Ami: 'Which is the cleanest?'
funny+money×4
Ami: 'It's justified.'
Yuko: '...aren't you happy?'
Ami: 'How about you?'
Yuko: 'I'm happy.'
Ami: 'You're full of lies!'
Yuko: 'Are you looking down on me?'
Ami, 'Are you just opening up?'
Yuko. 'Are you happy?'
Ami: 'I don't know.'
Stress outlet and dependency
As long as you have enough money, you can be happy.
The whispered words... angel or devil?
It's you who decides, even the true meaning of happiness
hi deli×3+delicate
The end of happiness
funny×∞
Procrastination
so very×4+cute
Did you buy happiness?
money×∞
Depends on my mood
I am happy.'