The rage inside me will crush ur wall, Government suck my dick, i put on the ghetto armor With this france, i dnt have any family connection, im not one of her children I grew up in the crowding with the vice's son, Chaotic sight of a diabolic situation History makes me become Mr 3xl the melancholic Knows that, i fuck ur police, ur justice and 3times 6.6.6, I bring back from the street those extrem thoughts U should knew, we dream of rapping the extrem right wing Only the lord, well minded and omniscient, Has my breath, my strengh and my blood, More than my blood , i could loose my life Dark is my futur, the state sent me a notice But im hostil at any kind of compromise Without vanity, like in the past, i ve a mission Everyone has his view, here is my opinion But our view might just be the reflect of our life 's conditions Here, i ve seen to much horror, didnt taste enough happiness My counsciousness forced me to denounce this life of pain My time on earth could just be an illusion I ll never be happy cuz this system isnt for us Im scared and dream of my homies having more singificance See , when i open my eyes, its not fury that make me cry But disappointment, its blue , its white , its red like our homie's blood This france isnt for us