Basically he s talking about escaping darkness of reality with a big blunt between his teeth on a big motorcycle and cruising away despite the risks it takes .
J ai fait un mot sur mot: * Verse1: Bitch it has been a very very long time that i think about it but i didn't have your thrive. Never pay attention about gossip, those bigmouths never saw the world through your eyes. I try to speak with them in their language in vain, they only understand the language of violence. I stripe on my body armour, you didn't see me flinch when i had to pass the slow circuit ( with his bike). Sankara, Cheikh Anta, N****r, i have chosen my rolemodels, reliable like german engins. Independent, no gold, no teeth. I share more, then the elders of your elders. I don't look at them, they are not concentrated. I am not waiting for the pass , they cannot center. I am Bantu, don't talk to me in Basané. We didn't came here to swag around. Get away with your coke, i got my family. Bridge: I pull on the handgrip, i offend the time. I am cruising like someone is waiting for me. I lock this Johnny between my teeth. Chorus: 2x I am taking out the Becane (motorbike) I smoke weed. I don't give a fuck if it's dangerous. I only see metal bars , the Becane is yelling and i escape hell. Verse 2: Acra (african dish) helps to concentrate. The hate that i have in my thoughts. In this predefined game. Bridge 2x I am taking out the Becane, cane, ouuuhh 2x Becane , i am smoking weed. Chorus: 2x I am taking out the Becane (motorbike) I smoke weed. I don't give a fuck if it's dangerous. I only see metal bars , the Becane is yelling and i escape hell. Oh yes, oh yes.*
All three of you MF’s invited to the barbecue! I appreciate the positive review. I can’t listen to this song without getting goosebumps. It’s ridiculous
First time I heard this I broke down in tears. Those notes just got me Fvcked up. I didn’t even understand a single word he said and he still brought me down in tears😂 🎶 🎵 🎼
here are the lyrics translated the best i could. PS: it's about him as an up incomming artist with many slick play-on-words about his motorcycle(bécane) X lyrics : [verse 1:] - Bitch, I've been thinking about how to get well for a long, long time, I don't have your momemtum (by momemtum he means a label's tramplun) Never listen to the "they said", those who gossip have not seen life through your world I may speak in their language but apparently they only hear the language of violence I sneak into a ball without my hands, you haven't seen me stutter when I had to do the « Slow » (he drive the motorcycle so well, he can sneak anywhere without hands) (the "slow" is a motorcycle test to obtain the said license, meanning he can handles difficult tests of fame and music) - Sankara, Cheikh Anta, nigga, I chose my models, it's reliable like a German engine (by "nigga" he means black cultures and check who Sankara and Cheikh Anta are + another play with motorcycle with the motor engine) - As independent artist, without carats, without chico, yes I bite much more than the greats of your greats ("carats" and "chico" = "jewelries" and "teeth") I don't see them, they're not focused, I'm not waiting for the pass, they can't cross(football ref) I'm Bantu(one of many african ethniticy), don't talk to me about basané, we didn't come here to showoff (don't call him basené(darker skin) but simply black which white french people have difficulties to do lol) [pre-chorus:] keep your your cocaine, I have my cc (cc is basically related to the speed of his motorcyle so doesn't need drug, he has the freedom of his motorcycle) I turn the handle, I crush time I ride as if someone was waiting for me I put the blunt (or motorcycle exhaust pipe) between my teeth, m'bah ouai, m'bah ouai ("m'bah ouai" is his gimic and basically means "that's how it is [chorus:12x I take out the bike, di-di-da-da, I smoke weed I don't give a damn if it's mad dangerous I only see bars, iron bars The bike screams and I come out of hell on a big iron, m'bah ouai (hell is the quotidien that he escape with his motorcycle) [bridge:] - Akra helps to focus (Akrapovic is a famous manufacturer of motorcycle exhaust lines that focus on high speed so the speed helps him to focus) [bridge:] - Akra helps to focus (Akrapovic is a famous manufacturer of motorcycle exhaust lines that focus on high speed so the speed helps him to focus) - The hatred that I feel in my thoughts, hum The hatred that I feel in my thoughts, hum In this marketed/rigged business, oh yeah In this marketed/rigged business, oh yeah [and then crazy vocal notes] [chorus:]2x
at 3:36 he say ( je fume la beuh) translation i smoke the weed or i smoke the maryjane etc and the part "between my teeth" is i hold the joint between my teeth and Bécane means motorcycle "bike"
RU-vid translation sux for this type of lyrics. ;) ❤The real Lyrics : ☝ B*tch, I’ve been thinking about how to feel good for a very, very long time. I don’t have your momentum (meaning, no strings pulled for him). Never listen to what they say. The ones that gossip have never seen the life through your world. I may speak their language, but it seems that they only hear the language of violence. I sneak in quickly, handsoff. You didn’t see me stutter, when I had to pass « the slow » (motorcycle course for driving license). Sankara Cheikh Anta, n*gga, I chose my models. Reliable like a German engine. Independant, without carats, without teeth, yes and I give back more than the big ones of your big ones. I don’t look at them. They are not focused. I don’t wait a pass if they can’t shoot center (soccer ref.). I’m Bantu, don’t talk to me about « basanés » (french derogatory term for people of color). We didn’t came here to show off. Pack up your cocaine, I’ve got my CC (CC = Centimètre Cube / cubic inches). I turn the handle, I wrinkle the time. I’m riding as if someone awaits for me. I jam the blunt between my teeth. So yeah, so yeah Chorus (2 times) : I’m taking the motorbike out… I’m smoking weed. I don’t give a sh*t if it’s fuckin’ dangerous. The only thing I see is prison bars. The motorbike screams and I’m gettin’ out of hell… On a big bike. The Akra (Cameroonian donuts) helps focusing The hatred that I feel in my thoughts, In this business which has boundaries. Chorus… I’m taking the motorbike out…
Knew enough french to understand the context but the lyrics are so on point 👌 even people who cant get the language get it anyway. Amazing piece of art n then the skill n shout out to original french classic styles its been on my playlist all week 😇❤️
Yamê - Bécane. Bitch, I've been thinking about this for a long, long time How to get on well, I don't have your momentum Never listen to what they say Those who gossip have not seen life through your world I can speak in their language But you have to believe that they only hear the language of violence I slip into a ball, without hands You didn't see me stuttering when I had to take the slow part Sankara, Cheikh Anta, nigga, I chose my models It's reliable like a German engine In indie, without carats, without snags Yes, I que-cro much more than the big ones of your big ones I don't care about them, they're not focused I don't wait for the pass, they can't cross I'm Bantu, don't talk to me about swarthy We didn't come here to show off Pack up your C, I've got my CC (pack up your C, I've got my CC) I turn the handle, I twist time (I turn the handle, I twist time) I ride as if someone is waiting for me (I ride as if someone is waiting for me) I hold the firecracker between my teeth (I hold the firecracker between my teeth) Well yeah, well yeah I take out the bike, di-di-da-da, I smoke weed I don't give a damn if it's dangerous, his mother I only see bars, iron bars The bike screams and I come out of hell On a big iron, well yeah I take out the bike, di-di-di-didi, I smoke weed I don't give a damn if it's dangerous, his mother I only see bars, iron bars The bike screams and I come out of hell On a big iron, well yeah, well yeah Akra helps to focus (akra helps to focus) The hatred that I feel in my thoughts (the hatred that I feel in my thoughts) In this marked business, ah yeah (in this marked business) I'm taking out the bike, woo I'm taking out the bike, woo Cane, di-di-da-da, I smoke weed I'm taking out the bike, di-di-da-da I smoke weed I take out the bike, di-di-da-da, I smoke weed I don't give a damn, it's dangerous, his mother I only see bars, iron bars The bike screams and I come out of hell On a big iron, well yeah I'm taking out the bike, di-di-di-didi, didi I don't give a damn if it's dangerous, his mother I only see bars, iron bars The bike screams and I come out of hell On a big iron, ah bah yeah, bah yeah (ah bah yeah, bah yeah) Well yeah, well yeah Hmm, hmm Yamê.
