Visiblement Lyrics (English Translation) – Limsa d’Aulnay, ISHA

Read the full Visiblement (English Translation) lyrics by Limsa d’Aulnay and ISHA along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Limsa Daulnay’s music, you can also explore Maître-nageur and Pommeau de douche, two other songs by Limsa Daulnay.

[Verse 1: ISHA]
We’re building ourselves up, we’re moving forward, those are the codes of the struggle
The noise and the smell, man, all these things remind me
Yesterday, Mom made a damn good meal
The next day, she’ll revisit the sauce from the day before
And then, she’ll revisit the dish she already revisited
Maybe that’s where my creativity comes from
My projects are the same, but I give them a new flavor
A new color, yeah, I make them a little better
Every time I go back to the hood, it reminds me that we were plundered by the Harkonnens, yeah
I see you get it now, luckily we put a little caviar on the asphalt
I come from where there’s hate, where there’s depravity, yeah

A police blunder, it’s a mess
Down the street from your place, four cars are burning
I see myself as a child, playing with a plastic sword, now I’m cutting things up in an ecclesiastical way
Tragic news stories, loudspeaker of the street, homie, I make music
All the old timers want to manage a young artist when they haven’t understood anything about the business
But the young talents are sharper than before, they don’t let themselves be stupidly manipulated anymore
You need a general to guide the sergeant

[Chorus: ISHA]
It’s killer (Hey), it sounds good (Yeah)
You don’t give a damn about what they say in it
It’s heating up, man, it’s clearly rap

[Verse 2: Limsa d’Aulnay]
Raised on mafia movies where the bandits rob banks
To end up by the lake Léman
I hope the physio in Paradise will be merciful
And that he’ll let me find the brother of Clément’s sister
My street is the color of death in Aulnay or the power of drügs
So a little twelve-year-old kid can see death
A movie with Anissa Kate or with Clara Morgane, something paranormal, eh
When I was little, I was a scaredy-cat
When Grandma let go of my hand, it was all foggy
In the projects, I had to toughen up
Maybe that’s where my resourcefulness comes from

Looking for a Ginger wine, like Ne2s managed to find
But at parties, I only found \ and troublemakers
Oh yeah, those times were really messed up
But I was on top of the world when there was custard at my place
You’re probably wondering why I’m a courteous Algerian
That I wish you well, because it doesn’t change anything for me
I’ve never wished misfortune on anyone else
I don’t have time, man, that’s why I’m focused on a lot of other things (Ooh)
A white t-shirt with a bulletproof vest over it
Aulnay-sous-Bois, there are a lot of thugs
But when the weather’s nice, it’s halal merguez and raw marshmallows
And the atmosphere is heavy, man, we’re turning everything down, bro

[Chorus: ISHA & Limsa d’Aulnay]
It’s killer, it sounds good
You don’t give a damn about what they’re saying in it
It’s heating up, man, it’s obviously rap