Signes des temps (feat. Stro the 89th Key & Mr. J. Medeiros)

It's a sign of the Ages Il rêve d'avoir un toit, d'avoir un chez soi Et même avec un taf, il n'a pas de quoi Une location coûte un bras, les banques de l'Etat ne l'calculent pas Ça lui laisse peu de choix, il est sponsorisé par Quechua She never liked her mother Young with an older brother Ain't spoken since one of his boys found naked pictures of her Undercover in sets and what lies beneath Isn't love, it's the artificial company she keeps We saw him walk across the moon With a hand full of stars We felt the loss in June And knew the man had many scars From how we hung him in our rooms Now we tare him of the wall And shed a tear for the King who Held a mirror to us all It's a sign of the Ages 18 and life to go, family life comfortable Grew up a scholar, a common to make the honor roll Good life a little slow, he went out of the dough Then did a job but it robbed him freedom though Torn from our mother Burdened by forefathers Burning the same cross They learned had bore Martyrs We heard it before, charters The words of Magna Carta The heart of a city froze For those who had it harder Il a le regard vide, le néant dans la tête Et pour seule famille son AK-47 Une machette, sur les mains le sang de ses ancêtres Un uniforme trop grand pour ses 130 cm It's a sign of the Ages She's got a Nip Tuck lips puckered up Here's a spit cup Snip cut stitching you up All for a lift up Pin back chin all waxed Now there's no syntax It's all Botox She wanna be a star, face on the television She ain't making the band, survivor is holding auditions Donald needs an apprentice, Flavor just must choose her Glutton for little fame, you need a diet biggest loser Elle est loin l'époque de ton premier Amiga; Aujourd'hui, ta culture musicale se compte en giga Repose en paix, le CD est décédé T'inquiète! J'dédicacerai ta clef USB