Paroles et traduction Dizzy Dros - LJAM

LJAM

Ya rbbi tsma7 lia 3la ga3 rwappa li 9telt
Ga3 li 9ta3t rza9hom bla man3raf
Ga3 li mab9awch kiyaklo
Mab9ach kijihom n3ass
Ya rbbi tsma7 lia
7it ghannod lhadouk li b9aw

Kent kans7ab rassi ghankoun biya3 w cherray b7al lwalid
Cheft zan9a mda w syoufa kitmeddaw bla 3id
9rayt f medrassa l9issem fiha khnez men lkanif
3echt f derb trab fidiya makinch lfanid
Lgarro flwden w lfasma flid
Brahech ki7agro 3la brahech finahma lbouliss ga3 diwaw9
Makinch l7anan, lkhichpich ga3 m7amine
Ryoss kattir w lkhichpich ryoss 7anine
Chti
70 mtar9a
Koulla nhar kateb film f war9a
365 7al9a
60.000 wa7ed makit7amlouch mtayfine 3la far9a
Wakha koulhoum 3aychine f zan9a
Ch7al men dawi 7it mkhabby wast z7am
Ch7al d lffam
Ch7al men kelb khasso LJAM
Lwa9t aflam
Fra7 lrassek w d7ak bla snan
Tfout 3echrank b khatwa mayreddo 3lk ta slam
Lyouma tlou7 album koulchi kaybghik tal mout
Ghedda tgoul kelma koulchi ytiry fik ta lkhout
Ti9 biya cheft lfan li f Imintanout
W weld derb li 3la walou baghi ykhchik f tabout
Nssa lmeghrib dyal telfaza gha kaykedbo
7it hada lmeghrib dyal l7essada wllah tayma7nouk
Wllah taynezzlouk
Ychoufouk tale3 wllah mayzeglouk
Wllah tay9atlouk
Ydefnouk bla mayghasslouk
Niyest men 9awm nibouzby cha3b khoroto
Mdouwez 7yatou f l'Youtip w 7adi Lotto
Kay7lem b sata sexy chb3ana botox
W dawi f ddin w Genghis Khan w 9otoz
L3almani li baghi l3ra w lfoso9
W lmoulta7i li baghi y9ta3 ro2oss
7na bnadmine wla gha low cost
7na mselmine w gha b to9oss
Shit

W makan7tajch ndrab refrain
7it les fans dyali, ki7afdo coupleyati
Street knowledge
Kans9i lbjaghet
Lpublic 3aref
Li 3aych, machi b7al li dawi

Ana gha artist la baghi l3ilm sir 9ra ktab
Ana ghan3allmek gha bnadem ma drabch ldinmmo 7ssab
Sba3 lwestani f zan9a machi gha f Instagram
Fuck l3alam kankhaf men li khla9ni chkats7ab
Khallit lk rwappa dyal lbarlaman
W tzad lbanan w baghi ytched f dar laman
W tazmamart, hadak a sa7bi gha rét
3tih tablette bach ydrab selfie f stafette
Street knowledge a l3awd
Kans9i lbjaghet a l3awd
Lpublic 3arf a l3awd
Dkhalt Rap sa7i le7t classic album a l3awd
Khallit lik j3abe9 a l3awd
Tirit fik w ba9i gha n3awd a l3awd
Fuck l9ra3i li bihoum katjebdo lflow
Tfo 3la flow
7absso f fommek rej3o dekhlo
Jebdo w gheslo
3awd reddo w nedgho w deflo
Overdose dyal lpunchlines Obie Trice
Tchoufni drayf lyoum ghedda gha tchoufni mtayf
Hoes be like he so cute oh he's nice
No bitch I dont do this shit for no bitch thighs
L9ard li ja baghi ytch'har nod chri mic
W 3ayrni w mmi w ba 3la 66 Likes
Fuck y'all
Yeah am rapping like this
So you can't understand me twice
Rappeur dyal *****, ghaydwi ghanbardo
B7alla la3bine lbi, ghayji ghan9ardo
7ayawane gha nrabbih 7ta ymchi w yn9ard
Wla gha ndeb7o w nkhabbih fuck Brigitte Bardot
F Rap ay s7i7 kanmarrdo
F Rbat ay wzir kan3ardo
Ti9 biya ghadi tchouf l3azzy tale3 f Mawazine
Wakha nkoun dareb clip wast fargo
Li 3ando 3ando, makinch coup de fil
La ma tmezzekch lk bnadem nta li fik mouchkil
Meghrib makifarra9ch bin li ja b t7oufir
W kidmar 3la rasso w bin li ja gha b doufir
Mab9itch kanfarra9 ji goddami ghandouz fik
Jib l'album dyalk 7allou w 7atto bach nboul fih
W nta katchouf fih
Maso9ch ro7 mmi chkoun fih
N3tek lmoufid
L3alam kamel yddo fih

Kanrappi 3la moul lkhobz karem
W baghi Rolls Royce Phantom
Maso9 mmo ta chi 9ard mnin kanjib rez9i 3al a9al ma kankdebch b7alhom
3aych yami foug slalem
Lfar9 li biny w binek nta 7alem
Wana 3aych l7alma b semmha w ga3ma nadem
W ga3ma 3aych lbnadem

LJAM

Oh God, forgive me for all the rappers I've killed,
All those whose livelihoods I've cut off without knowing,
All those who can't eat anymore,
Who can't sleep anymore.
Oh God, forgive me,
Because I sing for those who remain.

I used to think I would grow up, work, and sell like my father.
I saw a long street and clothes hanging out to dry without a holiday.
I studied in a school where the classroom had mold on the walls.
I lived in a dirt alley where there was no TV.
Thieves in the houses and hash in the hands.
Brothers snitching on each other where the police are all corrupt.
There was no pity, the poor are all united.
Many leaders, and the poor are generous leaders.
I bought
70 notebooks.
Every day I wrote a movie on a piece of paper.
365 episodes.
60,000 people can't handle being happy over a difference.
Even though they all live on the same street.
How many times have I healed because I was hidden in the crowd?
How much talking?
How many dogs need a MUZZLE?
Time is movies.
Make yourself happy and laugh without teeth.
Live your life in a way that no one can say hello back to you.
Today you release an album and everyone wants you dead.
Tomorrow you say a word and everyone turns against you.
Trust me, I saw the artist who is in Imintanout,
And the kid from the neighborhood who wants to put you in a coffin for nothing.
The people of Morocco on television are lying,
Because this is the Morocco of envy, I swear they will destroy you.
I swear they will bring you down.
They see you rising, I swear they won't be happy for you.
I swear they will kill you.
They will bury you without washing you.
I'm fed up with people kissing up, a nation of hypocrites.
Spending his life on YouTube and playing the lottery.
Dreaming of a sexy wife filled with botox,
And a scholar of religion and Genghis Khan and Qutuz.
The secularist who wants nudity and immorality,
And the extremist who wants to cut off heads.
Are we human or just low cost?
Are we Muslims or just appearances?
Shit.

And we don't need to hit the refrain,
Because my fans, they memorize my couplets.
Street knowledge.
I speak the truth.
The public knows,
That someone who lives, is not like someone who just talks.

I am just an artist, if you want knowledge go read a book.
I will teach you only human, who did not calculate his days.
My middle finger is up in the street, not just on Instagram.
Fuck the world, I'm afraid of the one who created me, my friend.
I left the rappers of the Parliament,
And he got fat and wants to stay at home.
And Tazmamart, that my friend is just a retreat.
Give him a tablet so he can take a selfie in a staff room.
Street knowledge again.
I speak the truth again.
The public knows again.
I entered Real Rap, I released a classic album again.
I left you stunned again.
I shot at you and I will shoot again and again.
Fuck the bottles they use to attract flow.
Spit on flow.
Hold it in your mouth, bring it back inside.
Take it out and wash it.
Put it back in and suck it and blow it.
Overdose of Obie Trice punchlines.
You see me alive today, tomorrow you will see me dead.
Hoes be like he so cute oh he's nice.
No bitch, I don't do this shit for no bitch's thighs.
The weakling who comes wanting to be famous, buy a microphone,
And insult me and my mother and wait for 66 Likes.
Fuck y'all.
Yeah, I'm rapping like this,
So you can't understand me twice.
*****'s rapper, he's gonna talk, I'm gonna tear him apart.
Like playing a game, I'm coming to destroy him.
I'm going to raise an animal until it walks and barks.
Or I'll roast it and hide it, fuck Brigitte Bardot.
In real Rap, I attack.
In Rabat, I expose any minister.
Trust me, you're going to see the dear one performing at Mawazine,
Even if I shoot a video in the middle of a barn.
He who has, has, there is no phone call.
If you don't kiss up to people, you are the one with the problem.
Morocco doesn't differentiate between those who come with honesty,
And those who talk about themselves and those who come with only a prayer.
There is no more differentiation, come in front of me, I will kick you.
Bring your album, open it and put it down so I can piss in it,
And you watch it.
Don't ask me who's in it.
I'll give you the useful.
The whole world prays in it.

I'm rapping about the owner of the generous bakery,
And he wants a Rolls Royce Phantom.
Don't ask me where I get my income from, at least I'm not lying like them.
Living my life on top of the stairs.
The difference between you and me is a dream,
And I am living the dream with its name and human taste,
And I never live the human.