LISTEN & READ # Rocé – On s’habitue (with english subs)

8 02 2012

It’s been a while i wanted to start this, im sure my translation isnt that good and any correction will be really welcome.
This is the first one i post and i hope to be able to do other ones. Here’s probably into any true hip hop head TOP 10 French HipHop tune. I hope you’ll understand what this is all about, things didnt change since he wrote this. Its maybe even worst, as no one really plan that hip-hop will take those directions in France.

For a better future, One Love

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From Rocé 1st LP Top Départ
Lyrics: Rocé
Produced by:  DJ Mehdi (Rest In Peace We miss you so much….no word can say)

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Dude dont be afraid, my rhymes are simple, intense
Listen the sound, this print I ease exhausts itself
I launch at you just the story, you gotta understand the feint
Algeria my childhood, then one way Air France
Leaving to the modern, those who govern
which we say too late that they’re the ones who trick us
Occidentals: a new world, sitting in chair too long for me
Rebel from the rest where too many incidents are growing
Exports your modern, even its useless to dem
One day they must use it, like or dislike (read agree or not)
Loss of culture, it’s a shame, it creates damages
Even tuaregs in jeans so when is the storm coming?
Then they work hard more to stick to your image
But they just see mirages, I want them to know more
If they see a medal away, well from here
its just a big stain hidded by the clouds.
Me, I have my echoes from the desert, they tell me as JR
Some wear hats, boots as in a soft Dallas but cheapest
They’re living your universe, but into their world
On their land, not in the imagination
Right Here.

I thought it was the engine, the gear wheel
It’s just the whip and boots to force the nut
From here we see everything, but from yesterday we forget everything
And even if you don’t forget anything, They use you to it, that’s all

You, you’re listening to Rocéterroriste in the Boss universe
Net technique and flow but very fierce tone
I thought here it was the engine, the wheels of the carriage
It’s just the whip and boots for when things are more tuff
I admit, I was well guided by my parents: school & project
But I take a liking to the hood since childhood
Everywhere yo meaninglessness, nonsense, unconsciousness,
Lack of trust, consequence, and then?
As a kid always resourcefull even always home
Eyes open without a scarf, no haze, no wall
That said we like the lads today convicts
The heroes of the square that the adults treated of assholes
My fingers rubbed marbles, & now rubbing my pen
that Want to mix with girls & dollars in a riskless life
My friends rubbed with life but they dodged with the cops
that come alongside the night & bandits made drugs a traffickt
They just apply the rules of the world’s under your world
I’m talking about the world that rumbles when from yours the problems fall
This is not the same knowledge, this is not the same powers
So this is not the same duties here that flood us
Yet the same laws, logically the same rights
Of course, with a ball and chain on our feet is not the same weight
so we wanna be light, and adapt, Human have the duty to do
What is in his power to rise and I
I have to dodge the motor, the gear wheel
Is that it serves as a whip and boot to kill my crew
From here we see everything, and from yesterday we forget everything
And even if you don’t forget anything, They use you to it, that’s all

There’s an experience to defend, there’s a vision to spread
And from us to them, there’s a label to send back
So I am trying to learn, enter their world
Speak a language that would support my crew
Eyes open to the blackboard, as motivation: hate
working without moderation
We read books that speak of another world in a different tone
We talk about nation even if you live in another place, but let it go..
Must move with the times, to live takes money
The money often comes when “Fight the power” speech is missing
Wait, dude you go too fast to these people
And then they laugh at your hood slang
But then they trade your knowledge, they like your speeches
Do not like your facial expressions but envy your guts
They laugh at your will forces, your courage typical, that irritates you
But you believe in recognition and see the money
You, you wanted to remake the world, I see you remake your life
That’s good, it’s normal and so destiny
But you all I bring them, is revised and transcribed
And at tghe end it is your enemies who appreciate it

You thought it was the engine, the gear wheel
It’s just the whip and boots to force the nut
From here you see everything, but from yesterday you forget everything
And even if you don’t forget anything, They use you to it, that’s all


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