It's like the first time i write
Whenever i catch the pencil i just start to insult
Coz whoever will come will i sult us, will rob us and betray us
Between the ones who talked and the ones who kept silence
Between the real men and those who pretend to be macho
Between the one who is selling the meat
Who is selling the blood and the one who is selling the religion
The ball is still in their court
Just with art we'll judge them
Tell them tell them
How long this country will keep taking from us and give them
Do you still think the country and the government will change
Just because of your words
If I write your hypocrisy in my book will not be enough
I'll keep silence because i will touch them without saying names
The cultivated person will die but their words will live
The silentuneducated people will live, but in fear and silence
If the cultivated person tells the silent people about their rights
They will not react
We are just guests in a country controlled by a mafia.
They will say, but morocco is the most beautiful country in the world!
But i say, this lie is the biggest in the world.
They split the richest milk between them
But the people are fed the tainted dregs
he is censored
She is shamed
Break my arc
I'm afire
I'm enraged
Blackest heart
It's agony
Her verse is cursed
Her verse is cursed
Her verse is cursed
Her verse is cursed
Its like you're already dead, why do ask when you will die
The cops arrest you for the butt of someone else's joint just for their quota
We all don't want to live in this country, not just you
But we only pray during Ramadan or to ask for rain
The contradictions that flow in our blood
Whoever you talk to will make you regret it
They pour their own poison
The ones that preach don't practice what they preach
Moroccans understand everything
Moroccan judges everyone
When this Moroccan gets angry he will write a Facebook status or stay silent
Being a true man is just some words for him
If realness was on sale in a store, you couldn't handle it
Citizenship is becoming worthless
When the imams sermon begins with long live the king'
They're thinking about themselves and don't
Even ask the naked person what they need
If you open the doors and let him go
He'll just save his loved ones and send back snaps with wads of cash
Just keep eating and drinking until you die,
You are worth nothing here,
You might end up as food for the big fish in the sea
he is censored
She is shamed
Break my arc
I'm afire
I'm enraged
Blackest heart
It's agony
Her verse is cursed
Her verse is cursed
Her verse is cursed
Her verse is cursed
NEW !!!
It s like the first time i write
Whenever i catch the pencil i just start to insult
Coz whoever will come will i sult us, will rob us and betray us
Between the ones who talked and the ones who kept silence
Between the real men and those who pretend to be machos
Between the one who is selling the meat ( they sell their daughters bodies and verginity to saoudian rich men ), the who is selling the blood and the one who is selling the religion
The ball is still in their court
Just with art we ll judge them ( rir blfen means with art but at in darija means with tricks )
Tell them tell them
How long this country will keep taking from us and give them
Do you still think the country and the government will change just because of your words ( some rappers went to jail and they said that the were in jail because of their politic words but it s not what happened and now they are living in belguim for an asylum)
If i write your hypocrisy in my book will not be enough
I ll keep silence because i will touch them without saying names
The cultivated person will die but their words will live
The silentuneducated people will live, but in fear and silence
If the cultivated person tells the silent people about their rights, they will not react
We are just guests in a country controlled by a mafia.
They will say, but morocco is the most beautiful country in the world!
But i say, this lie is the biggest in the world.
They split the richest milk between them
But the people are fed the tainted dregs
2nd Verse:
Its like you're already dead, why do ask when you will die
The cops arrest you for the butt of someone elses joint just for their quota
We all dont want to live in this country, not just you
But we only pray during ramadan or to ask for rain
The contradictions that flow in our blood
Whoever you talk to will make you regret it
They pour their own poison
The ones that preach dont practice what they preach(nonbelievers saying follow islam)
Moroccans understand everything
Moroccan judges everyone
When this Moroccan gets angry he will write a Facebook status or stay silent
Being a true man is just some words for him
If realness was on sale in a store, you couldnt handle it
Citizenship is becoming worthless
They're thinking about themselves and dont even ask the naked person what they need
If you open the doors and let him go(emigrate)
He'll just save his loved ones and send back snaps with wads of cash
Just keep eating and drinking until you die,
You are worth nothing here,
You might end up as food for the big fish in the sea
