Paroles et traduction Diib - Re-Education

Re-Education

Nta b9a t3awd nefs l9wafi ki chi teb3a dchi wzin
Ghi charika wehda li san3akom nta machi drap dri n9i
Smhli la dritk hada gha diib
Smhili layla snan l7lib
Sm7li a rap ra ghi me3gaz bch ama bhal hada ga3 mayban

Layr7em bba m 2011
Berd mattssabch hna ki l9hab
Lha 3ar bbak akhay l3etach
Hanta tbkher hada hjab
Wjed mndil tms7 dmou3k wjed tirya9 tjm3 dlo3k
Jhdek f track tban m7gour wjehk ghi dyal t9rfid lor

Ma meknas ma sla majwayeh ifran
W tawjtat ma3rfthach fin jat
Katjbed mn rask w katlagi
7me9 w3ndo mokhayila d sinjab
Khtek houda rh 3arfaak ghir fake makayn lach tle7s fiha ghir rta7
M3ak budha wlyoga f borkan nta la banlik piscine ghi tla7

Sem3ti biya wma9ritinich
Ma9riti L'kant ma9riti Nietzsche
Fch knti sghir knti gha zwin
De9ti lbliya wtsetiti nit
N3tik dmaghi diro 9odwa
N3tik ta tswirti dirlha kader
Dkhollti lboit khel3ok dwaw
Sowlo kétamin kan 7ader

Ta b9a fdok l9isas katrwi hada diib dakhel 3lik bdemk
Li ta9 fiya makhabch dno li ja dedi rh kandlo
Ana wdrari li kaysm3oni mn fo9 a3la 9imma kantlo

Katle9 kedba wty9ha jem3na l karta nta taykeeha
Klika dyalk ghi mnbodin 7aflat w3ras 3ndi tsawerk
Gouli 3lach gelsti flafac w chad l9ent mhmom tbaka
Fch le7t clash kmiti bakiya bl7er9a tzid t9sed saka

Hado rh public ba9i mafhem
Li fhmt lhiphop 3rfk mayt
Partagé w l7es wf3chrani
Art smoke khra 3lik b dehk
Hana fik db tanfze3
Machi rouza katbhalk f zer3
La machi 7elma hadi bseh
Mazal makhchito malk m9ase7

3ndk francais katbki jedddk bergag flisti3mar
Dazlik lkalakh fljinat jme3 krk mn had listi7mar
Pause said benjbli Htef 3la nas wgol ana nbi
Dir video m3a 3chirk fyoutube tl9ha 3lih ygoulk ok

Fi9 ane9al jjak L'barid 7elo tel9a derba tsfer
Sme3 l'chridi jabarin "malimakif" 3ndk massder
Ama bch t9ra ktab la, katlawe7 ki lfo9ma
Kandu9 maktbanli tabna 7na l3lo makaynch fo9na

Yo hana jay lik n9rik blouslob li ghatfhem
Prof jayblik mo9rar te7to tfsir kol ster
Ki lmoot kanji man3lemch albegra hak 3lef
Olh mansali tan7ma9 mkom wba9i kan7lef
La nta 3ami9 ana 7fert ta khrujt mn jiha lukhra
La nta ghari9 ana 3ndi chembrir wmaramihch lik
3ndk machakil fnot9 dyal jbel dik nebra
Makt3awd gha sla 3la nbi jme3 wtwi lhedra
Injar wahd madrrtihch mn ghir jme3ti 3li nas
I3jaz diib fl7onjora wa7l lik 3edma flkas
Tach chdik choha w9amija zer9a f9anat nas zman
Mdécali ta 3la gitar machi rapper jme3 khrak
Katwli ghi tban ke7la la lbesti chi 7etta byda
Ri7 lmazout dyal chi tracture kharja mn bitank
Kadir zla fkola kelma ghi tban ghrib wlah kbir
Kat3ich star fchi 7elma kanjik tfi9 ta tgol tfo
La bghity ghi tgad ras katjib chobha b sebsi
Fach bano bahlk f rap 3reft rap wela beldi
Bon9cha 3ndk fras te7t dmaghi mkhbi ferdi
Bokhncha rj3 ldwark matkonch 7owli serdi
Blakat 9if dlmoror 3ndi d lbab d labo
Fch jawbt moro sret lsano jawboni ghi klabo
Khrej rassk mn rounda bntili ghalt f ne3t
3edna lpublic n9i 3dkom jemhor makaychrfch
3adi dib yjik 9elwani 7asb had lhit ki daro
3rf b3da chnawa rap wmatkhrjch mn itaro
Diib lwali sali7 khdaw lbarak liz arou
Katbanli ki usup fch bgha y7arb kizaru

Re-Education

You're not gonna use the same old rhymes like some cheap knock-off.
The only company you have is the one that made you, not some fancy clothes.
Forgive me for doing this, it's just Diib.
Forgive me, Layla, for these harsh words.
Forgive me, my rap is a bit off the wall, but things like that don't really show.

May your father rest in peace from 2011.
You're cold, you're not involved here like love.
Shame on your father, brother, you're a leech.
You think this is a veil.
Find a handkerchief to wipe your tears, find a remedy to gather your tears.
Your effort on the track shows you're worthless, your face is just for slapping.

Not from Meknes, not from Sla, not from Ifrane.
And I don't know where the crown came from.
You're pulling it from yourself and you're going to find it.
A fool with the imagination of a squirrel.
Your sister Houda knows you're just a fake, there's nothing to find in her but chatter.
With Buddha and yoga in a volcano, you think it's a swimming pool, just go away.

You heard me and you didn't understand me.
You didn't understand Kant, you didn't understand Nietzsche.
When you were little, you were just cute.
You've grown old and become a nobody.
I'll give you my brain to make it an idol.
I'll give you your picture to frame.
You went into the house and were welcomed with joy.
Ask the neighbors, they were ready.

You're still in that same story, telling it, this is Diib, entering your blood.
Those who are against me are not worthy of my time, those who are with me are on my side.
Me and the guys who listen to me from above, on the highest peak, are on top.

You tell a lie and believe it, we gathered the cards, you played them.
Your clique is just for show, parties and heads, I have pictures.
Tell me why you sat on the sidewalk and picked up the microphone, your job is to cry.
When there was a clash, you were left crying with the heat, you're still asking for a bag.

This audience doesn't understand.
Those who understood hip hop know you're dead.
Sharing and showing off.
Art smoke over you with your grief.
I'm shaking you right now.
It's not a rose that suits you in the field.
No, this is not a dream, this is real.
You haven't learned your lesson yet, you haven't felt it.

You speak French, crying, your grandfather is Berber, under colonization.
You were tortured in prisons, gather yourself from this colonization.
Pause, said Ben Jbeli, shout to the people and say I am a prophet.
Make a video with a friend on YouTube, you find it about him, he tells you okay.

Nine years have passed, the cold has come to you, find a yellow blow.
Listen to Chridi Jabarin "Malymakif" you have a source.
But to read a book, no, you're flapping like a butterfly.
He's knocking on my door, we're the top, there's no one above us.

Yo, I'm coming to teach you in a style that you'll understand.
A professor is coming to you, a scholar to explain every verse.
Like death, we don't learn the alphabet, go study.
God, I'm getting tired of you guys, I'm leaving.
If you're blind, I dug, you came out the other side.
If you're jealous, I have a room and I'm not throwing it at you.
You have problems with the pronunciation of Jbel, that's a disgrace.
You're just repeating about the Prophet, gather and fold the words.
You haven't done any harm except gathering people against others.
The miracle of Diib in the song, you have a bone in your hand.
Why are you wearing a hat and a blue scarf, you're a thing of the past.
Give me your guitar, you're not a rapper, gather your things.
You only want to appear black, not wearing anything white.
Go to the fuel of some fracture coming out of the tank.
Capable of making every word sound strange, God is great.
You live like a star in some dream, if you wake up you'll say ugh.
If you just want to show off, you bring a shovel with a pipe.
When people like you appeared in rap, I knew rap became local.
Bon9cha you have a chance under my brain, hiding my ferret.
Bokhncha go back to your place, don't be my cold soldier.
Traffic jam, stop, I have the key to his heart.
When I answered, Moro's tongue was tied, they only answered me with barking.
Get yourself out of the round, I'm done sleeping.
We've returned to the real public, you have an audience that doesn't honor.
It's normal now that you find it funny, consider this hit like they did.
Know what rap is and don't go out of its framework.
Diib the righteous wali, take the blessings to Liz Arou.
You look like Usup when he wanted to fight Kizaru.