Real hip hop / beatmaking with intro. Heavy, catchy & authentic. Male Real hip hop / beatmaking with intro. Heavy, catchy & authentic. Male sampled voice, synth & rhythm.
French rap, hip-hop. Sad, aware & nocturne. Male rapper, synth, French rap, hip-hop. Sad, aware & nocturne. Male rapper, synth, electric guitar & rhythm. Ideal for social drama, destiny, city stories & street culture. Lyrics about destiny. Lyrics
FR
Je rêve de voir le jour où je serai couronné Je me suis donné corps et âme, j’ai tout fait pour le Game, Je rêve d’un monde où on partage, j'ai tout fait pour les miens Tout travail mérite salaire, je le fais pas pour les miettes
Je rêve d’une vie meilleure, je prie que tout change un bon matin Je rêve de voir nos jeunes ensemble marcher les mains dans la main Où tout le monde est pris en compte, s’exprime en liberté Je sais que ce monde est possible, j’y crois et j’en suis certain
Je rêve d’un monde où on me juge par actions Pas par ma couleur, pas par mes orientations Pour que mes rêves s'exaucent, faut que chacun passe à l’acte Le climat se réchauffe, et je tire la sonnette d'alarme
Fallait mettre la main à la pâte, j’y suis allé des deux mains Faut investir, acheter des appartements, percer tout de suite, pas demain Je rêve, je suis dans ma tête, les yeux vers le plafond Je fais mes plans en tête, c’est pour ça que je médite à fond
Je sais que ça ne sert à rien de rêver si les actions ne suivent pas Pour ma part, je dois me lever, les paroles ne suffisent pas Optimiste, je rêve de réussir, même quand tout va mal De toute façon, je n'ai pas le choix, opportuniste pour la famille
Je dois travailler dur, je rêve de gros salaire Pour ne plus me soucier des fins de mois Je rêve de gagner, de ramener la coupe à la maison Je reste à l'écoute, parce qu'on a toujours pas raison
Que la femme soit respectée, que la femme n'ait peur de rien C’est le monde que je rêve de vivre, moins de guerre, plus de paix Fallait mettre la main à la pâte, j’y suis allé des deux mains Faut investir, acheter des appartements, percer tout de suite, pas demain
Je rêve, je suis dans ma tête, les yeux vers le plafond Je fais mes plans en tête, c’est pour ça que je médite à fond Je sais que ça ne sert à rien de rêver si les actions ne suivent pas Pour ma part, je dois me lever, les paroles ne suffisent pas
EN
I dream of seeing the day when I'll be crowned I've given myself body and soul, I've done everything for the Game, I dream of a world where we share, I've done everything for my people All work deserves a reward, I'm not doing it for breadcrumbs
I dream of a better life, I pray for everything to change one fine morning I dream of seeing our young people walk hand in hand together Where everyone is taken into account, speaks freely I know that this world is possible, I believe in it, and I'm sure of it
I dream of a world where I'm judged by actions Not by my color, not by my orientations For my dreams to come true, everyone must take action The climate is warming, and I'm sounding the alarm
You had to get your hands dirty, I went all in You have to invest, buy apartments, make it happen now, not tomorrow I dream, I'm in my head, eyes to the ceiling I make plans in my head, that's why I meditate deeply
I know it's useless to dream if actions don't follow For my part, I have to get up, words alone aren't enough Optimistic, I dream of succeeding even when everything goes wrong Anyway, I don't have a choice, opportunist for my family
I have to work hard, I dream of a big salary To stop worrying about the end of the month I dream of winning, bringing the trophy home I'm listening because we still haven't got it right
That women are respected, that women are not afraid of anything It's the world I dream of living in, less war, more peace You had to get your hands dirty, I went all in You have to invest, buy apartments, make it happen now, not tomorrow
I dream, I'm in my head, eyes to the ceiling I make plans in my head, that's why I meditate deeply I know it's useless to dream if actions don't follow For my part, I have to get up, words alone aren't enough.
Hip hop électro, wonky beat, break dance & beat making. Danceable, Hip hop électro, wonky beat, break dance & beat making. Danceable, attitude, eccentric & bouncy. Piano, synth & drum machine. Suggested for advertising, street sport, video games & teen series.
Real hip-hop, beatmaking with intro. Heavy, groovy, catchy & Real hip-hop, beatmaking with intro. Heavy, groovy, catchy & authentic. Suggested for city landscape, daylife & street sport. Male sampled voice, guitar sample, synth & hip-hop rhythm.
Beat making / experimental hip hop / lounge music. Heavy, catchy & Beat making / experimental hip hop / lounge music. Heavy, catchy & groovy. Synth, bass & rhythm.
Real hip hop / beatmaking. Sensual, solar & true. Male sampled voice, Real hip hop / beatmaking. Sensual, solar & true. Male sampled voice, synth & rhythm.
Real hip hop / beatmaking. Tense, obstinate & urban. Synth, strings, Real hip hop / beatmaking. Tense, obstinate & urban. Synth, strings, male sampled voice & rhythm.
Real hip hop / beatmaking with intro. Catchy, constant & urban. Real hip hop / beatmaking with intro. Catchy, constant & urban. Synth, male sampled voice & rhythm. Fx filter.
Nu Soul/R&B. Energetic, resilient, spontaneous & direct. Between Nu Soul/R&B. Energetic, resilient, spontaneous & direct. Between habits, mistakes & escapism, the song describes the feeling of limbo that accompanies difficult times without giving in to resignation: “Every life moves on, even after a bad day.” Beatmaking, saturated bass, piano, electric guitar, synths, electronics & vocals.Lyrics
IT:
Ho i miei vizi i miei orari i miei ritmi
Ma si è rotto qualcosa
E non posso aggiustarlo
Ma alla fine poi
Ogni vita va
Anche dopo un giorno no
Mi prendo troppo a male
Si, e dovrei dormire,
Oggi ho perso il terzo treno verso casa
Perché ho voglia di sbagliare,
Sento ancora i miei CD
Un po’ mi spezza ma sto bene,
In fondo è un periodo del cazzo in cui
Star bene è un eccezione.
Ma che sarà
È solo un giorno no
Però ci sta
È solo un giorno no
(Yof calcola sei troppo stupido)
Che dici scusa?
Non ti ho sentito
Mi ero distratto in mezzo agli altri, ho perso il segno
Che dici scusa?
Non ti ho sentito
Mi sento strano in mezzo agli altri
Ma che sarà
È solo un giorno no
Però ci sta
È solo un giorno no
Ma cosa piango a fare
Se non mi puoi sentire?
Io che non sono niente di speciale
In mezzo a un mare di persone
Piove sempre a casa mia
Una prigione senza il sole
Come faccio a stare bene
Senza un briciolo di amore
Che sarà
È solo un giorno no
Però ci sta
È solo un giorno no
Ma che sarà
È solo un giorno no
Però ci sta
È solo un giorno no
Mi ero distratto in mezzo agli altri ho perso il segno
Mi sento strano in mezzo agli altri
ENG:
I’ve got my vices, my own hours, my own pace
But something’s broken
And I can’t fix it
But in the end, you know,
Every life moves on
Even after a bad day
I take things too hard
Yeah, I should sleep,
Today I missed the third train home
’Cause I just felt like messing up
I still listen to my old CDs
It kind of breaks me, but I’m fine
After all, it’s just a shitty time
Where feeling fine’s the exception
But what can I say
It’s just a bad day
But that’s okay
It’s just a bad day
(“Yof, seriously, you’re so stupid”)
What did you say?
Didn’t hear you
Got distracted in the crowd, I got lost
What did you say?
Didn’t hear you
I feel so strange among the others
But what can I say
It’s just a bad day
But that’s okay
It’s just a bad day
Why am I even crying
If you can’t hear me?
I’m nothing special anyway
Lost in a sea of people
It’s always raining at my place
A prison without the sun
How can I feel okay
Without a bit of love
What can I say
It’s just a bad day
But that’s okay
It’s just a bad day
What can I say
It’s just a bad day
But that’s okay
It’s just a bad day
Got distracted in the crowd, I lost my place
I feel so strange among the others