[Intro - Juliette Fievet]
You are on Hoodrat Fm
President of a radio more vulgar than courteous
Henry de Lesquen wishes to become France's next president
In his parody of a program, he says he wants to ban "nigg*r music" from the medias
Evidently, for him, rap, this hideous music, is what he calls "nigg*r music"
Michel Audiard wrote : Dumb people gambles everything, that's how you recognize them
His speech wern't meet with indifference by the rap game
N***a music is the new track released by Kery James, the author behind the disturbing but federating track "Racailles"
Joined by the Prim's Parolier and Lino, Kery James answers to Henry de Lesquen and all you can say is that the black poet doesn't shoot blanks

[Verse 1 : Kery James]
A man who writes for other, they call it a nigg*r
A black who flies above them, I call that an eagle
I had a nightmare, Martin Luther a dream
In my nightmare, I slapped Michel Leeb
The big lips, the most famous
I feel beautiful, black, I'm rising to the high level

[Verse 2 : Lino]
High level, The masses we make stand up
I'm bringing the shit between Chaka Zoulou and Twelve Year a Slave
My art is my sap, keep your "Yes we can"
If you're reducing me to dancing, to Kentucky Fried Chicken
Negro I disturb, I'm the sphynx's exploded nose
Like Huey P. Newton, strapped on a wicker throne
[Verse 3 : Youssoupha & Kery James]
I came back to shock their nobles
Breaking the quotas of the Deep France
Banished like Joker in Gotham
Just like a graffiti on the Joconde
I'm saying that the Antilles are pillaged by the Metropol
That my Africa's too strong
And that coppers are frequently negrophobic
Strong is my music, imagine, fuck the Illuminatis' code
Here there are no weak niggers, red, yellow, military green
My ass seated, I took your place, I'm like Rosa Parks
I'm like Toussaint Louverture kicking Bonaparte's ass

[Chorus : Lino, Kery James & Youssoupha]
Nigg*r music
Not calibrated for the FM, we make nigg*r music
Such insolence !
Nigg*r music
Keep your "Yes we can", We make nigg*r music
I came back to shock their nobles
Nigg*r music
Not calibrated for the FM, We make nigg*r music
Such insolence !
Nigg*r music
Keep your "Yes we can"
[Verse 4 : Kery James]
On the streets that is life, i'm in the blind spot
A nigg*r defying them is a dead n***a
Since "the noise and the odour" I know I'm disturbing France
I'm going to Guerlain, I'm putting a perfume of violence
Such arrogance, Such insolence
Like Sarkozy in Dakar, I'm shocking the public
I'm feeling as European as an English pound
I'm making négrocide on ground just like Alton Sterling
Breathing too much rejection,I now have a hole in my lung
I could die of an infection just like a Traoré
There are negrophobic people like Alain Soral's text messages
Everywhere on the globe, it's hard to be a negro
Stories become..

[Verse 5 : Lino]
Stories become legends
Legends become myths
I'm putting sticks in your wheel, blacks, Kemites
Dirty black, grim reaper
I go beyond the limits
I travel across rocky roads
I burn like the sun at its pick
Addictive is my music, she raises her middle finger
Just look at what they want me to do
I'm bringing the truth apart from the false
Dark attitude just like those niggers out of Comton
And listening to the vatican, I deserved my chains
Man, if I lie I'm going to hell
I'm bringing back the fire of revolt
I'm burning Fernand Nathan's book
Kery said to me "Bors, no blasphem" so I put the safety on
I'm rapping naked truth, like Crazy Horse
I'm kicking without insulting
Not calibrated for the FM, acclaimed bu the street
I'm still going between swatika
And burned cross
I still have a million fights to fights
To shock evil forces
From the bottom, we are the France, negro, like Alexandre Dumas
Since grade school, their skulls can't take the tam tam sounds
N***a music slashing the nightingale's throat
Our faces in prime time
[Chorus : Lino, Kery James & Youssoupha]
Nigg*r music
Not calibrated for the FM, we make nigg*r music
Such insolence !
Nigg*r music
Keep your "Yes we can", We make nigg*r music
I came back to shock their nobles
Nigg*r music
Not calibrated for the FM, We make nigg*r music
Such insolence !
Nigg*r music
Keep your "Yes we can"


[Verse 6 : Youssoupha]
Slaver trade nigg*r music just for a feat
Here, Kery invited me
Secteur Ä, Tout Simplement Noir
Ménage à Trois and Mafia K'1fry
I'mma be the one if only one is left
I've been met with mean looks
Controverses in my verses
Just like Black M's concert in Verdun
Since they're criticizing us in our fight
My negritude is in a coma
Your press really hide it well when Laurent Blanc was talking quotas
[Youssoupha - Congolese]
I don't fear anymore
I ain't afraid of the night
I only fear God
I don't fear nobody

[Verse 7 : Kery James - Haitian]
I'm an Haitian nigg*r, that's what I am
I'mma stay here even if they're disturbed
They dislike our music
They're smirking at our colour

[Verse 8 : Youssoupha]
West Indies, radical negro
Haïti, Kingdom of Africa
Who's gonna defend all of our writings ?
Not the CRAN, not even the LICRA
Prim's

[Chorus : Lino, Kery James & Youssoupha]
Nigg*r music
Not calibrated for the FM, we make nigg*r music
Such insolence !
Nigg*r music
Keep your "Yes we can", We make nigg*r music
I came back to shock their nobles
Nigg*r music
Not calibrated for the FM, We make nigg*r music
Such insolence !
Nigg*r music
Keep your "Yes we can"