My mother is killing me, telling me to work, make money Before I deal, let the blood flow like a bull, you'll see She dares to do the hard, she knows where the block leads us We end up being in the art, underground or like a human log Came to France for studies, I pretended I'm always told that I don't insure for the offspring I landed at an aunt who broke my balls looking for a plant I almost bought a tent, it was based on you don't do anything Find work, move your ass every morning Put on a jacket and a tie and then your rap Break your ears here, there are laws, you hang out It's been months, no, I don't want that at home anymore Squat in the hall, you find it attractive If you love the street, I put your mattress in front of the building It was her favorite phrase, I thought I was in the army I left without regret, without knowing where to go Despite my pain and my sorrows, I'm attentive And the street, I *** her, I'm not her adoptive son She made me a vagabond who peels and drags I swear, if I could, I would leave her Despite my pain and my sorrows, I'm attentive And the street, I *** her, I'm not her adoptive son She made me a vagabond who peels and drags I swear, if I could, I would leave her I'm not ready to put myself at the table I always proved to my loved ones that I'm a guy apart And not an incapable guy, far from Guadal and my parents who were worried I reassured them, in fact, I was in a dirty place That's where the trouble started, I hung on Every night I wondered where I was going to be able to sleep Where am I going to be able to touch myself I didn't have many friends anymore It was hot when my clothes smelled like Paris' sewers Tired by force of doing the back and forth At my friends' in the trains But the worst is when you're hungry Too much pride to search the trash that drags you What would I do for fries and a McChicken I already have a girl that invites me to her or the hotel Of course, if she pays, otherwise it's not worth it I'm not a top model, but I know how to charm them All that, so I don't sleep in staircases Despite my pain and my sorrows, I'm attentive And the street, I *** her, I'm not her adoptive son She made me a vagabond who falls and drags I swear, if I could, I would leave her Despite my pain and my sorrows, I'm attentive And the street, I *** her, I'm not her adoptive son She made me a vagabond who falls and drags I swear, if I could, I would leave her I sat next to the one who lied to me yesterday with his guitar The one who did the pickpocket without making a mess The one who thought the RER was his plumard I saw him talking to himself with his bottle of Pinard The controllers disturbed my sleep, warmed my head I took the PVs to hang out with me I know the subway, its dirty corners, its toilets Its tourists who bore you with their cameras In winter, I had to squat the stations To keep me warm until the next season My house was my backpack, I had it all the time Toothbrush, toilet glove, in short, there was everything in it I dreamed of an apartment with a veranda While my situation pulled me down But I got up, I avoided the fiasco I'm no longer this vagabond, you can call me Brasco Despite my pain, I'm attentive And the street, I *** her, I'm not her adoptive son She made me a vagabond who falls and drags I swear, if I could, I would leave her Despite my pain, I'm attentive And the street, I *** her, I'm not her adoptive son She made me a vagabond who falls and drags I swear, if I could, I would leave her Despite my pain, I'm attentive And the street, I *** her, I'm not her adoptive son She made me a vagabond who falls and drags I swear, if I could, I would leave her Despite my pain, I'm attentive And the street, I *** her, I'm not her adoptive son She made me a vagabond who falls and drags I swear, if I could, I would leave her