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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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Is everything really fine as is?…





[Stanza omitted in this performance]
The world is washed by the rain, dried by the sun…
In this world, everyone knows:
If you can hear - then you must listen!
If you have a voice - then you must sing!
 

I did not go looking for a forbidden treasure.
Life threw me a nickel - on that nickel I lived.
I do not need anything... need not be anywhere.
Everything is fine as is. Everything is fine as is.
 

No abode, no yard… no cherry orchard…
Home and family to us - a tavern, everlasting
I do not need anything... need not be anywhere.
Everything is fine as is. Everything is fine as is.
 

From the latest war, my rewards are prostheses.
They say we died for nothing in the crucible of war.
I do not need anything... need not be anywhere!
Everything is fine as is. Everything is fine as is.
 

Even if we are docile, like an obedient herd,
And even if dogs cannot stomach our food.
We do not need anything! We need not go anywhere.
Everything is fine as is. Everything is fine as is.
 

Even though at times, we aren’t even glad to be living,
Even if the neighbor lives for a quarter a month.
She needs nothing, she needs not to go anywhere!
Everything is fine as is. Everything is fine as is.
 

And it seems to me that beyond the grave’s veil,
Chuckling in the coffin, I will say: 'What a nut!
I don't need anything... need not go anywhere...
Everything is fine as is. Everything is fine as is.
 

And when, finally, we’ll tire of humiliation,
Get tired of handouts, tired of fights -
Maybe then we will ask ourselves:
Is everything really fine as is? Is everything really fine as is?!
 


15.03.2025

The Mariner





The Mariner, The Mariner
Has gone around the Earth
From Portugal to Peru
From Brazil down to England
 

The Mariner, The Mariner
Went on an adventure
On the Atlantic Ocean
He lived like a corsair
 

Gentlemen, gentlemen
The Mariner is back
Ladies, ladies
They say it's for love
Ola Olé, The Mariner is in town
Olé Ola, be careful with your daughters!
 

The Mariner, The Mariner
Arrives from the ends of the world
With magnificent silks
For brunette girls and blonde ones
 

The Mariner, The Mariner
Had left without wealth
He returns on a three-mast ship
Filled with gold and jewels
 

Gentlemen, gentlemen
The Mariner is back
Ladies, ladies
They say it's for love
Ola Olé, The Mariner is in town
Olé Ola, be careful with your daughters!
 

The Mariner, The Mariner
Loves the strong wind in the sails
The scorching sun of Africa
And the Northern Lights as well
 

The Mariner, The Mariner
Is a child of Bohemia
He doesn't know how to say thank you
But knows too well how to say I love you
 

Gentlemen, gentlemen
The Mariner is back
Ladies, ladies
They say it's for love
Ola Olé, The Mariner is in town
Olé Ola, be careful with your daughters!
 

Ola Olé, The Mariner is back
Olé Ola, they say it's for love
 


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Don't look at me that way and kiss me no more





Don’t look at me that way tonight
As I sense your love in my heart
Don’t look at me as the music is playing
I’ll tell you the things I'm feeling
So close your eyes and leave
For your eyes are as green and dreamy
As once hers
I’m a man without the strength
To start all over again
I’m a dreamer
who’s dreamed
With only one woman
I’m a gambler with no luck
I’m scared
I’m begging you
Leave now
And don’t look at me that way
And kiss me no more
Don’t offer me your lips tonight
I’ll wish them to always kiss me
Don’t speak so nicely
I don’t trust the lips that lose
They lied to someone else
They will lie to me too
Like once hers once.
As they lied to someone else
They will lie to me too
Just like once hers
 


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How beautiful this world is





How beautiful it is
This world
There the stream,
Here the flower,
Over there the field,
Here, the garden,
Up there, the sun,
Down here, the shade!
Over there the Danube,
Full of gold,
There the grass,
Here the shrub,
The nightingale's song
Sways the hedge.
I listen to it
And my friend.