We are labeled, guilty every time,
Sidelined, filed or even singled out.
Presumed to be young and on the wrong path.
Hey tell them the law.
We are labeled, guilty every time,
Sidelined, filed away or even singled out.
Presumed to be young and on the wrong path.
Hey tell them the law.
Yeah I have the look, typical, suburban.
We're not going to spit in the soup, with our quickdraw we're tricard.
Our heads are sour because we're wary of foreigners .
It is this loser mentality that is rampant in the country.
Very often, very often, I felt in people's eyes
Distrust towards me, put aside the gap and it's annoying.
With that, paranoia invades you
Of what deep inside you will manage it to sleep after that.
You become unsociable, all the time you feel like a pure target.
You're tired of being very touchy, impossible,
To establish an additional dialogue to add more,
The media catalog us, smear us and ruin our health.
We always show the bad sides,
In the films it's abused for what we are made to look like, I'm amazed!
Don't push it! I'm not a handbag snatcher.
Sweatshirt, sneakers, cap but on the straight and narrow.
We are typecast, guilty every time,
Sidelined, filed away or even singled out.
Presumed to be young and on the wrong path.
Hey tell them the law.
We are labeled, guilty every time,
Sidelined , recorded or even pointed out.
Presumed young and in the wrong way.
Hey tell them the law.
Look it's serious, they judge us by our appearance.
For them young people from the city only rhymes with delinquency.
All this for a color, an origin that does not reflect their France,
It freaks me out when I think about it.
So know what pushes them to put us all in the same bag?
Why when I meet an old woman does she hold on to her bag?
Why when I look for a job I see the doors close?
Why are I being called a thief when I haven't stolen anything yet?
Is it my sneakers that are doing this? I don't think so.
Is it my head that doesn't pass? I don't know.
There are so many questions I can't answer
But I'm not going to sit there and mope.
I can't calculate them.
Nothing gives a damn about prejudices, I move forward, I don't go back.
Only God can judge me.
I don't care if they don't like me.
Or that they feel disturbed, this is also my home
And take my word for it, I'm not about to move.
We are typecast, guilty every time,
Sidelined, filed away or even singled out.
Presumed young and on the wrong path.
Hey tell them the law.
We are labeled, guilty every time,
Sidelined, kept in the file or even singled out.
Presumed young and in the wrong way.
Hey tell them the law.
Tunisiano
(Part in Arabic )
We are typecast, guilty every time,
Sidelined, filed away or even singled out.
Presumed to be young and on the wrong path.
Hey tell them the law.
We are labeled, guilty every time,
Sidelined, filed or even singled out.
Presumed young and on the wrong path.
Hey tell them the law.
We are labeled, guilty every time,
Sidelined, filed away or even singled out.
Presumed to be young and on the wrong path.
Hey tell them the law.
We are typecast, guilty every time,
Sidelined, filed away or even singled out.
Presumed to be young and on the wrong path.
br/>Hey tell them the law.

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