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Isma

C′est l'histoire du petit Isma à la recherche de l′or traverse l'océan
Avec lui deux-trois baguages
Accompagné d'son petit frère et ses parents
Viens vivre en France pour la rêve
Sans monnaie ça sera chaud
Trois jours de route, rien sous la dent
Peut s′contenter d′un plat chaud
Isma quitté la Guinée pour pouvoir mieux vivre avoir un dîner
Passe la Mauritanie, puis par le Maroc tout ça sans un Diram
Isma ne demande rien à personne
Et donnera tout jusqu'à c′que son heure sonne
Un type n'a pas besoin d′en faire des tonnes
Et se contente de tout c'que Dieu lui donne

Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Isma, Isma, Isma
Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Parti de rien Isma a décidé d′brasser
Venu à la nage, laissé ces proches en danger
Veut réussir, la rage de vaincre
Une chance à saisr
Pas l'temps d'se plaindre
Eh, eh, eh
Isma au bout d′ses rêves, rêves, rêves
Prêt à tout pour la fève, fève, fève
Isma au bout d′ses rêves, rêves, rêves
Prêt à tout pour la fève

Enfin arrivé en France
Isma veut sortir de la merde
Postule pour deux trois boulots
Mais l'Etat le regarde de travers
Il s′loge dans un foyer à Saint-Denis
Son premier boulot médiation de nuit
Se méfie du mauvais œil
Donc du mal à s'faire des amis
Et tout ça c′est fini
Isma a charbonné tant d'années
Les jaloux l′envie de sa réussite
Et alors de ces rêves sans parler
Isma devenu businessman
Roule en grosse caisse, a même une femme
Rien perdu, tout gagné
Fini par même investir en Guinée

Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Isma, Isma, Isma
Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Parti de rien Isma a décidé d'brasser
Venu à la nage, laissé ces proches en danger
Veut réussir, la rage de vaincre
Une chance à saisr
Pas l'temps d′se plaindre
Eh, eh, eh
Isma au bout d′ses rêves, rêves, rêves
Prêt à tout pour la fève, fève, fève
Isma au bout d'ses rêves, rêves, rêves
Prêt à tout pour la fève

Isma, Isma, Isma
Parce que c′est Soobrvm du boulevard
C'est tout

Isma

This is the story of little Isma who searches for gold and crosses the ocean
He has two or three bags with him
Accompanied by his little brother and his parents
He comes to France to live the dream
Without money, it will be difficult
Three days on the road, nothing to eat
I can settle for a hot meal
Isma leaves Guinea to live a better life, to have dinner
He passes through Mauritania, then through Morocco without a dime
Isma doesn't ask anyone for anything
And he will give everything until his time comes
A man doesn't need to waste his energy
And he is content with everything that God gives him

Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Isma, Isma, Isma
Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Starting from nothing, Isma decided to hustle
He swam over, left his loved ones in danger
He wants to succeed, the drive to win
An opportunity to seize
No time to complain
Eh, eh, eh
Isma at the end of his dreams, dreams, dreams
Ready for anything for the fortune, fortune, fortune
Isma at the end of his dreams, dreams, dreams
Ready for anything for the fortune

Finally arriving in France
Isma wants to get out of this mess
Applies for two or three jobs
But the state looks at him sideways
He finds accommodation in a homeless shelter in Saint-Denis
His first job, night mediation
Beware of the evil eye
So I find it difficult to make friends
And all that is over
Isma worked so hard for so many years
The jealous envy his success
And then without speaking of these dreams
Isma became a businessman
Drives a big car, even has a wife
Nothing lost, everything gained
He even ended up investing in Guinea

Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Isma, Isma, Isma
Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Starting from nothing, Isma decided to hustle
He swam over, left his loved ones in danger
He wants to succeed, the drive to win
An opportunity to seize
No time to complain
Eh, eh, eh
Isma at the end of his dreams, dreams, dreams
Ready for anything for the fortune, fortune, fortune
Isma at the end of his dreams, dreams, dreams
Ready for anything for the fortune

Isma, Isma, Isma
Because it's Soobrvm from the boulevard
That's all